The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836Various
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The Southern Literary Messenger, Vol. II., No. 9, August, 1836
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American literature -- 19th century -- Periodicals
Thanks to this proximity, the noise and uproar of the popular branch,
has alone, more than once, made the members of the more aristocratic
body tremble on their seats. While the fanatical coalition of the
Lords, temporal and spiritual, assailed the intrepidly defended, but
badly fortified ministry of Lord Melbourne, more than once, the
thundering voice of the Commons has relaxed the fury of the
assailants, and encouraged the resistance of the besieged. The
victorious cry of the reformers, led by Lord John Russell, often threw
into confusion the conquered conservatres of Sir Robert Peel.
But it is necessary to describe this second arena of political
warfare.
The chamber of the Lords is of the same form as that of the Commons—a
lengthened square. The benches are generally placed in the same way;
but the decorations are of a more striking appearance. Looking from
the only gallery, common to the public and the reporters, you behold
the throne immediately in front. This throne is not, as in France, a
piece of furniture placed in the chamber every year, on the first day
of the session. Here it is immovable.
Below is the celebrated woolsack, the seat of the real President of
the assembly. Custom has determined that this must be a sort of sack—a
bench without a back.
The apartment for the clerks is separated from the woolsack by two
benches, on which two places are reserved for the Masters in Chancery,
the official messengers of the chamber.
The covering and drapery of the throne, the hangings of the walls, the
carpet, the screens, the benches, cushions and backs, every thing is
red in this hall. Red is the aristocratic color. When the Peers, on
the occasion of a visit from the King, are seated in state, with their
red mantles, the whole appearance of the chamber is more dazzling than
imposing. The appearance of the Commons at the bar, in their simple
every day dress, presents a striking contrast. One smiles in spite of
himself on reflecting that those are not the masters, who are thus
sumptuously dressed in garments of purple.
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