Lives of the Queens of England of the House of Hanover, volume 1 (of 2)Doran, Dr. (John)
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Lives of the Queens of England of the House of Hanover, volume 1 (of 2)
Doran, Dr. (John)
Hanover, House of; Queens -- Great Britain -- Biography
Domestic griefs could not depress the Queen’s wit. An illustration of
this is afforded by her remark on the _Triple Alliance_. ‘It always put
her in mind,’ she said, ‘of the _South Sea_ scheme, which the parties
concerned entered into, not without knowing the cheat, but hoping to
make advantage of it, everybody designing, when he had made his own
fortune, to be the first in scrambling out of it, and each thinking
himself wise enough to be able to leave his fellow-adventurers in the
lurch.’
It has been well observed that the King’s good humour was now as
insulting to her Majesty as his bad. When he was in the former rare
vein, he exhibited it by entertaining the Queen with accounts of her
rival, and the many pleasures which he and that lady had enjoyed
together. He appears at Hanover to have been as extravagant in the
entertainments which he gave as his grandfather, Ernest Augustus.
Some of these court revels he caused to be painted on canvas; the
ladies represented therein were all portraits of the actual revellers.
Several of such pictures were brought over to England, and five of
them were hung up in the Queen’s dressing-room. Occasionally, of an
evening, the King would take a candle from the Queen’s table, and go
from picture to picture, with Lord Hervey, telling him its history,
explaining the joyous incidents, naming the persons represented, and
detailing all that had been said or done on the particular occasion
before them. ‘During which lecture,’ says the vice-chamberlain himself,
‘Lord Hervey, while peeping over his Majesty’s shoulders at those
pictures, was shrugging up his own, and now and then stealing a look,
to make faces at the Queen, who, a little angry, a little peevish, and
a little tired at her husband’s absurdity, and a little entertained
with his lordship’s grimaces, used to sit and knot in a corner of the
room, sometimes yawning, and sometimes smiling, and equally afraid of
betraying those signs, either of her lassitude or mirth.’
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