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16th March 1763. lent valours, such opulences human and divine, amid its wreck of new and old confusions, is not to be cut in Four, and made to dance to the piping of Versailles or another. Far the contrary! To Versailles itself, there has gone forth, Versailles may read it or not, the writing on the wall: “Thou art weighed in the balance, and found wanting” (at last even “found wanting”)! France, beaten, stript, humiliated; sinful, unrepentant, governed by mere sinners and, at best, clever fools (fous pleins d'esprit),-collapses, like a creature whose limbs fail it; sinks into bankrupt quiescence, into nameless fermentation, generally into dry-rot. Rotting, none guesses whitherward;-rotting towards that thrice-extraordinary Spontaneous-Combustion, which blazed out in 1789. And has kindled, over the whole world, gradually or by explosion, this unexpected Outburst of all the chained Devilries (among other chained things), this roaring Conflagration of the Anarchies; under which it is the lot of these poor generations to live,--for I know not what length of Centuries yet. “Go into Combustion, my pretty child!” the Destinies had said to this belle France, who is always so fond of shining and outshining: “Self-Combustion ;-in that way,
shine, as none of them yet could?” Shine; yes, truly, — till you are got to caput mortuum, my pretty child (unless you gain new wisdom !)—But not to wander farther:
Wednesday, March 16th, Friedrich, all Saxon things being now settled, -among the rest“ eight Saxon Schoolmasters' to be a model in Prussia,-quitted Leipzig, with the Seven-Years War safe in his pocket, as it were. Drove to Moritzburg, to dinner with the amiable Kurprinz and still more amiable Wife: “It was to your Highness that we owe this Treaty!” A dinner, which readers may 30th March 1763. hear of again. At Moritzburg; where, with the Lacys, there was once such rattling and battling. After which, rapidly on to Silesia, and an eight days of adjusting and inspecting there.
Wednesday, March 30th, Friedrich arrives in Frankfurt-on-Oder, on the way homeward from Silesia : 'takes view of the Field of Kunersdorf' (reflexions to be fancied); early in the afternoon, speeds forward again; at one of the stages (place called Tassdorf), has a Dialogue, which we shall hear of; and between 8 and 9 in the evening, not through the solemn receptions and crowded streets, drives to the Schloss of Berlin. Goes straight to the Queen's Apartment,' Queen, Princesses and Court all home triumphantly some time ago; sups there with the Queen's Majesty and these bright creatures,-beautiful supper, had it consisted only of cresses and salt; and, behind it, sound sleep to us under our own rooftree once more.13 Next day, the King made
gifts to,' as it were, to everybody; “to the Queen about 65,0001., to the Princess Amelia 1,0001.,' and so on; and saw true hearts all merry round him,-merrier, perhaps, than his own was.
13 Rödenbeck, ü. 211, 212; Preuss, ii. 345, 346; &c. &c.
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