BUT just return'd from Australasian shores, "What's this?-stands London where it did?" you cry.- Bursting with brick and mortar every vein, Where fields, parks, groves but lately soothed thine eyes, This is Improvement's age :-we grant as much, If here and there some purer pile be placed, And from their barbarous fronts defiance throw To all the rescripts of Palladio, An order of disorder, true to none, Or form'd of all confounded into one. See the grand street! each paltry tenement, Mean in materials, meaner in extent, Whose lath and brick-work through thin stucco gleans, Soak'd by a shower, or crack'd by solar beams, Their poverty more inconsistent made, (Like beggars dress'd in tatters of brocade,) Nor do our private buildings show alone Epistle to B- F———————- -, Esq. The tripod's base, whose use no soul can guess,― Its Pagan purpose, and a belfry shines :- If among heathen temples they must search Here is the logio and the colonnade, At least, you cry, our higher ranks ensure Strange that our artists should new names devise, And from posterity desire the shame Of having built what every age must blame. H. 359 LONDON LETTERS TO COUNTRY COUSINS. LETTER I. THE WILD BEASTS' BANQUET. To my Cousin Frank. THERE's no resisting your flatteries, my dear Frank; so that I shall at once agree to comply with your wishes, and that of the eircle of which you are the eloquent mouth-piece, and employ some of my idle mornings, and my wandering, desultory, and (as you are pleased to term it) "agreeable pen," in describing some of the peculiar external features of London town, in the year eighteen hundred and twentyfour; for, to say the truth, the various "Pictures," "Guides," &c. which you desire me to send in your next package, are likely to do something worse than leave you in the dark relative to the subjects of your inquiry; inasmuch as false impressions, on any point, lead us farther from the real ones than if we remain without any. Candour, however, which, you know, is one of my fortes (or foibles, if it so please you), impels me to confess that there is a little, or perhaps not a little, selfishness mixed with my goodnature, in thus so promptly answering to your wishes; for, besides the pleasure that I always feel when I am employed in penning down a fact, a sentiment, a description, or a witticism, that I know is, on reaching its destination, to be opened by friendly hands, and read aloud by cordial voices, and smiled upon by fair eyes, and then locked up till to-morrow or next day, to be brought out again in order to settle a dispute as to the precise information which it did or did not convey on a certain point or person I say, besides the anticipation of all this,-which is equivalent to the power of projecting one's being forward in its course-to say nothing of its enabling one to live and move in two or three places at once,--besides all this, I reckon on its procuring me another very great advantage, by saving me the trouble (which I suppose I must not otherwise have shrunk from) of talking to you, when you come up to town a year or so hence, all that I shall now be enabled to write: which, for one whose tongue is to his pen what a Dutch diligence is to an English mail, would be no slight undertaking. Having premised thus much, let me add a few words as to the sort and degree of information you are likely to get from me; for I must not permit you to disappoint yourself (or me) by expecting what you will assuredly not receive. My mind, you must know, is like nothing in the world so little as the Encyclopedia Britannica, where all existing kinds of useful (and useless) knowledge are arranged “in alphabetical order." It is not much more like Mr. Southey's Commonplace Book, where a multiplicity of curious matters are to be met with, that nobody living but Mr. Southey ever met with before; the whole paged, indexed, and arranged "in apple-pie order" to be used as occasion and the Quarterly Review may require. Still less is it a "technical repository" of dry facts, dull details, dogmatical opinions, doubts, distances, and days of the month. In fact, it is much easier for me to tell you what it is not like, than what it is; unless I may compare it to one of those magic mirrors which have the power of calling up, at the will of the lucky possessor, the superficial images of all the pleasant objects that have ever passed before it, and of shewing them all through a thin haze, which, while it renders them somewhat indistinct, and capable of occasionally being mistaken for other than what they actually are, at the same time casts over them a certain" couleur de rose," which prevents them from ever assuming a dis-agreeable aspect. In short, I have lived long enough in the world to discover that there is good in every thing," and that it is our own fault if we meddle with any thing but the good. 66 From this you will perhaps be able to judge as to the general purport and tendency of the information (if such it should deserve to be called) which I shall convey to you. As to the particular nature of that information, I shall endeavour to make it tally, as nearly as my desultory habit will permit, with what you have suggested in the letter in which-by means of certain gracefully-offered "golden opinions," as to my peculiar capabilities for the task you require me to undertake -you have contrived to bribe me to undertake it. With respect to the precise subject of each letter, and the order in which I shall place them, I fancy this must be left a good deal to the choice of chance-if there be such things as either choice or chance. At all events, much will depend on the mood in which I may find my pen on calling upon it to perform its duty for all I can ever reckon upon beforehand is, that it will write; but whether its movements, at any given moment, will adapt themselves to the solemn pace of sentiment, or the sober march of description, or the gay flights of fancy, or the bright zig-zags of wit, or the merryandrew motions of mere nonsense, is more than I can answer for. But thus much I can promise -that you shall be able to anticipate, from the party to whom any given letter shall be addressed, something as to the kind of matter it is likely to contain; for I should be sorry to have my wise saws and modern instances" meted out to ears that are awake only to laughter, or my jokes fall still-born, or have their points broken off, by coming jostling against a premeditated gravity. 66 Having said thus much by way of introduction, you will be pleased, on reaching this point, to hand over this first epistle to the only one of your party, who, being fera naturæ himself, is likely to appreciate it— namely, my cousin Reuben. Of all the banquets on record or not on record, Reuben,-from those of the heroes in Homer downwards,―commend me to the banquet of the beasts at Exeter 'Change! The Lord Mayor's feast is a fool to it; and the coronation banquet itself (seeing that there was no Queen present at it) was but a half-crown ordinary in comparison! I disclaim all insidious or invidious allusions; but let me ask, what alderman of the whole corporation can preside in so portly a manner, feed so cleanly, or consume so much at a meal, (and this latter qualification I take to be the measure of merit in the matter of eating, and the point to which the palm must be conceded,)—which of them all, I say, can in these particulars pretend to compare with alderman Elephant, who takes off a cart-load of carrots by way of dessert-washes them down with a washing-tub of water-and then wipes his trunk on a truss of hay by way of a towel, and eats it afterwards? And as for the late banquet at Westminster Hall,--it would, to be sure, not be legitimate to look upon that merely as an affair of eating; but I should be glad to know how it can be compared, even in other respects, with the one I am about to describe to you? Which of the peeresses, in the plenitude of her plumes, (borrowed from the ostrich upstairs) could compete in beauty with the panther, who sits down to dinner in puris naturalibus? The lords may boast of their furred robes, for each of which they are indebted to whole hecatombs of innocent little ermines; but the leopard may laugh at them all,-for his furred robe is furnished him by Nature herself, and would put to shame the workmanship of all the robemakers-royal in Christendom; and he can afford to wear it every day, because he gets a new one from the same source every year, without paying any thing for it. But do you twit me with the lions-kings-at-arms, the champions, and the royal epicures themselves, who graced and glorified the banquet that I am, by comparison, depreciating? It shall go hard but, in reply, I will furnish you with worthy pendants for them all, and more, from among the company that grace our banquet. What royal epicure, though he were descended from Heliogabalus himself, would dare to dine on a liege subject of England, and he a captain of grenadiers, as did the cousin-german of the royal tiger that is here? And as for the champion, who had the courage to ride into the hall on horseback in the presence of his lawful sovereign,-I fancy he would not have waited to ride out again backwards, if his royal master had insisted on his putting his head into a lion's mouth-as the man does here! And now, Reuben, since I can perceive, by the significant looks of all the circle, that they are somewhat scandalized at these profane parallels of mine, and are moreover not prepared properly to appreciate the merits of the feast that I would introduce them to-that good Aunt Silence would be horrified at seeing the great serpent swallow a live chicken, though she allows the cat an extra cup of milk for every mouse he catches that Rose would be petrified at the roar of the lion, and Phoebe actually faint at the idea of the no-better-than cannibals (as she would call them) eating their meat so underdone-and that, as for Frank, he had rather be present at the petit souper of a pack of hounds than a whole wilderness of wild beasts;-all this, I say, being evident, let you and I go by ourselves: so on with your wishing cap-that is to say, fancy yourself here in the Middle Temple with me-and as the Temple clock is now striking half-past seven, we'll sally forth, and shall just reach the place of our destination in time to look about us before the elephant rings for his cloth to be laid for supper, Having received the awkward obeisance of the mock beef-eater at the bottom of the stairs, and followed the direction of the be-written walls, which tell us at every turn that "this is the way to the wild beasts," we reach the pay-place, and deposit our three and sixpences, nothing loth, in the hands of a pretty demure-looking maiden who sits confined there like a bird in a cage; remarking, by the by, that but for her pleasant looks, we should somewhat object to the high price of admission. As we are to see the whole of this extraordinary exhibition, we will comply with the pretty money-taker's desire, and "please to walk up stairs first"-reserving the great banquetting-room for the bonne |