The other says, with true French 'philosophie,' 'Tout lasse, tout casse, tout passe.' Nothing, however, was so common in the house as portraits of the Emperor Alexander who had paid great attention to the Marchioness at V----, and whose image had been thus multiplied by gratitude. Her husband was ambassador there, and used his English prerogative to its full extent. Once he boxed with a 'fiacre' driver: another time he presented the Archduchess, and, if I mistake not, the Empress herself, to his wife, instead of the reverse;--then he ran into the kitchen to stab his cook for having offended the Marchioness: 'enfin, il faisant la pluie et le beau tems à V----; ou plutôt l'orage et la grêle.' Just conceive how 'disappointed' the poor lady must be, after so long ruling on the Continent, 'malgré ses diamans, son rang, et sa jolie mine,' not to be able to be really and truly fashionable. But this aristocracy of fashion is more difficult to attain to than the highest rank of freemasonry, and much more capricious than that venerable institution, though both alike make something out of nothing. I dined at Lord Darnley's, where I met Lord Bloomfield, formerly a conspicuous man, and great favourite of the King's 'du tems de ses frédaines.' There was also the Archbishop of York, a majestic old man, who began life as a private tutor, and has reached this elevated station by the patronage of his pupils. Nothing can be at once more ugly and more laughable than the demi-toilette of an English Archbishop. A short schoolmaster's wig ill-powdered, a black French coat, and a little black silk ladies' apron hung over the inexpressibles in front, just as our miners hang theirs behind. We were extremely well entertained with game and excellent fruits from Cobham; and after dinner drove to a concert, which was very different from any I had heard here. These concerts were set on foot by several noblemen and distinguished persons, admirers of the music of Handel, Mozart, and the old Italian masters, whose compositions are here exclusively performed. It's long since I had such a treat! What is the modern _Trilliliren_ compared with the sublimity of that old church music? I felt transported back to the days of my childhood, a feeling which always strengthens the soul for days, and gives it a fresher, lighter flight. The singing was excellent throughout, and often of an unearthly beauty in its simplicity; for it is inconceivable what a power God has given to the human voice when rightly employed, and poured forth in a simple and sustained flow. Handel's choruses in the Oratorio of Israel in Egypt, make you think you _feel_ the night which overshadowed Egypt, and hear the tumult of Pharaoh's host, and the roaring of the sea that engulfs them in its waters.