I beg that his hair
may be cut off and given me; it shall be buried in my grave. Poor Mr.
Parker! What a son has he lost! If I were to say I was content, I should
lie; but I shall endeavour to submit with all the fortitude in my power.
His loss has made a wound in my heart, which time will hardly heal."
"You ask me, my dear friend," he says to Lady Hamilton, "if I am going
on more expeditions? and even if I was to forfeit your friendship, which
is dearer to me than all the world, I can tell you nothing. For, I go
out: I see the enemy, and can get at them, it is my duty: and you would
naturally hate me, if I kept back one moment. I long to pay them for
their tricks t'other day, the debt of a drubbing, which surely I'll pay:
but WHEN, WHERE or HOW, it is impossible, your own good sense must tell
you, for me or mortal man to say." Yet he now wished to be relieved from
this service. The country, he said, had attached a confidence to his
name, which he had submitted to, and therefore had cheerfully repaired
to the station; but this boat business, though it might be part of a
great plan of invasion, could never be the only one, and he did not
think it was a command for a vice-admiral. It was not that he wanted
a more lucrative situation; for, seriously indisposed as he was, and
low-spirited from private considerations, he did not know, if the
Mediterranean were vacant, that he should be equal to undertake it. He
was offended with the Admiralty for refusing him leave to go to town
when he had solicited: in reply to a friendly letter from Troubridge he
says, "I am at this moment as firmly of opinion as ever, that Lord St.
Vincent and yourself should have allowed of my coming to town for my own
affairs, for every one knows I left it without a thought for myself."
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