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Horace Walpole, who now pursued the King of Denmark with strange malignity, writes:
“You know already about the King of Denmark, hurrying from one corner of England to
the other, without seeing anything distinctly, fatiguing himself, breaking his chaise, going
tired to bed in inns, and getting up to show himself to the mob at the window. I believe
that he is a very silly lad, but the mob adore him, though he has neither done nor said
anything worth repeating; but he gives them an opportunity of getting together, of
staring and of making foolish observations.”[102] Bernstorff excused the King’s
indifference on the ground that he was short-sighted. This also served to explain many
apparent discourtesies, for Christian often ignored people to whom he had been most
gracious a few days before. It is probable that Horace Walpole was one of the victims of
this little peculiarity, and that accounts for the venom with which he writes of the King.
Christian may also have ignored Walpole’s niece, Lady Waldegrave, who had secretly
married the Duke of Gloucester, and who, though the marriage was not declared, already
gave herself the airs of a princess of the blood.
[102] Walpole’s Letters, vol. v., edition 1857.
Christian’s first excursion was to York. Attended by a retinue of a hundred and twenty
persons he set out from London, and, in passing, visited Cambridge. The Vice-Chancellor,
the heads of houses, the doctors, professors, proctors and other officials of the university,
clad in their scarlet robes, received the King at the entrance of the senate house, and
conducted him to a chair of state, where an address was presented to him. The King was
invited to a public luncheon, but he excused himself, and asked the Vice-Chancellor to
supper with him at his inn. Christian shirked all ceremony, and saw the sights of
Cambridge in his riding coat and boots. At York the Corporation made every preparation
to entertain him in a splendid manner, but the King declined all formalities, saw the races,
visited the Minster and other public buildings, and the next day set out on his return
journey to London, going round by way of Liverpool and Manchester, “where he was
particularly gratified by viewing the stupendous works of the Duke of Bridgewater, at
which he expressed both astonishment and pleasure”.
A few days after the Danish King’s return to London he again set forth on a visit to
Oxford. He was received in state by the Vice-Chancellor and officials of the university, and
in full convocation had the degree of Doctor of Civil Law conferred upon him. Bernstorff,
Holck and other members of the Danish suite also received honorary degrees, and
Struensee had conferred upon him the degree of Doctor of Medicine. After Oxford the
King visited several places, and was perpetually on the road. When he was at Newmarket
for the races the Vice-Chancellor of Cambridge waited on him, and in the name of the
university presented an address, and graces for conferring the same degree upon the
King and his nobles as they had received at Oxford.
The grandest entertainment provided for Christian was his state visit to the City of
London. The Lord Mayor with the aldermen and sheriffs, all in their robes, set out in
coaches from the Guildhall for the Three Cranes, where they embarked at eleven o’clock
in the morning on board the city state barge, “the streamers flying, a select band of
water-music playing, and the principal livery companies attending in their respective
barges,” to Westminster, where they awaited the arrival of Christian from St. James’s
Palace. The King came punctually, and as he set foot on the city barge a royal salute was
fired, and loud cheers rent the air from the vast crowds of people who lined the banks on
either side, thronged the bridges, and crowded the river on innumerable craft. The
procession glided down the Thames to the Temple Stairs. “During the course of this
grand passage on the water his Majesty frequently expressed himself highly pleased, and
his admiration of the several great and beautiful objects round him; and sometimes
condescended to come forward in order to gratify the curiosity of the people, who
eagerly fought to get a sight of his royal person, though at the hazard of their lives.”[103]
Arrived at the Temple Stairs the King landed, took his seat in the Lord Mayor’s coach, and
proceeded to the Mansion House. The streets through which he passed were gaily
decorated, and crowded “with an innumerable populace, while the windows and tops of
houses were equally crowded with spectators of both sexes, whose acclamations,
together with the ringing of bells, and the shouts of the multitude, loudly expressed their
joy at his Majesty’s presence; his Majesty expressed his surprise at the populousness of
this city, and his satisfaction at the kindness of the citizens”.[104]
[103] The Annual Register.
[104] Ibid.
Arrived at the Mansion House an address was read to the King by the City Recorder.
Curiously no direct mention was made of Queen Matilda, but we take from it one passage
to show the gross and servile flattery which characterised the whole effusion. “The many
endearing ties which happily connect you, Sir, with our most gracious Sovereign, justly
entitle you to the respect and veneration of all his Majesty’s faithful subjects; but your
affability and other princely virtues, so eminently displayed during the whole course of
your residence among us, have in a particular manner charmed the citizens of London,
who reflect with admiration on your early and uncommon thirst for knowledge, and your
indefatigable pursuit of it by travel and observation, the happy fruits of which they doubt
not will be long employed and acknowledged within the whole extent of your influence
and command.” Christian returned a suitable reply in Danish, and, “upon notice that the
dinner was served, his Majesty was conducted into the Egyptian Hall, where his Majesty
condescended to proceed quite round, that the ladies (who made a most brilliant
appearance in the galleries) might have a full view of his royal person”. The banquet was
a Gargantuan one, and took four hours to work through. Several toasts were drunk to the
sound of a trumpet, but, at the King’s request, without speeches. In addition to the usual
loyal toasts, were added those of the King of Denmark and Norway and his Consort,
Queen Matilda. The King himself proposed two toasts, “Prosperity to the British Nation,”
and “Prosperity to the City of London”.[105]
[105] The Annual Register.
At eight o’clock his Majesty took his leave, the City Fathers going before him to his coach
bearing wax lights. The King returned to St. James’s Palace through crowded streets,
brilliantly illuminated in his honour. The whole visit was a remarkable tribute to his
undeserved popularity. Truly there must be some strange glamour around the name of
king, when a prince like this, who had never said or done anything worth recording, and
a great deal which was quite unfit to be recorded, received from the greatest city in the
world an ovation which could not be surpassed if he had been one of the world’s greatest
heroes.
Moreover, the King of Denmark was pursuing in London the same scandalous
amusements as those which had revolted his subjects in Copenhagen. Incredible though
it may seem, night after night he and his favourite, Holck, disguised as sailors, would
pass hours drinking and frolicking in the stews and pot-houses of St. Giles’. These
adventures generally began after midnight. Christian would leave some splendid
entertainment given in his honour by the proudest of the English nobility, and hurrying
back to St. James’s would change his clothes, and start out again to seek distraction in
the lowest forms of dissipation. These extraordinary predilections were perfectly well
known to many people of rank and fashion, and the knowledge filtered down to the mob,
who cheered the Danish King whithersoever he went. Perhaps they lent, such was the
depravity of the age, an additional zest to the cheers. Even Queen Matilda, left behind in
far-off Denmark, heard from London of her husband’s transgressions. It is said that she
wrote to her aunt, the Princess Amelia: “I wish the King’s travels had the same laudable
object as those of Cyrus, but I hear that his Majesty’s chief companions are musicians,
fiddlers, and persons designed for inglorious employments. What a wretched levee! And
his evening amusements are said to be still more disgraceful. His delicacy and sentiment
cannot be supposed to dignify these fleeting gratifications. If I had not experienced his
fickleness and levity at home, I could not have heard, without emotion and disquietude,
of his infidelities abroad.”[106]
[106] Memoirs of an Unfortunate Queen.
Having said this much in condemnation of Christian VII. in England, it is only fair to turn
the other side of the shield, and record one or two anecdotes of him which may have
accounted, to some extent, for his undoubted popularity. One day he saw a poor
tradesman seized in his shop by two bailiffs, who thrust him into a hackney coach,
despite the lamentations of his weeping wife and family, and drove off to the Marshalsea.
The King commanded Count Moltke to follow the coach and find out all particulars.
Moltke reported that the unlucky man had contracted a debt in the course of his
business, and had been charged exorbitant interest. The King paid the debt, set the man
free from prison, and gave him five hundred dollars to start anew. This was only one
instance of several exhibitions of generosity, for he gave away considerable sums to
liberate poor debtors from the Marshalsea and Fleet. Christian had also a habit of
scattering money among the crowd, which would account for many cheers—though
money was scarce in Denmark its King had always plenty to throw away on his travels.
One day when Christian stepped out of his coach to enter St. James’s Palace, a fine
buxom girl, who formed one of the little crowd that always assembled to witness the
King’s goings out and comings in, burst through the line, caught the King in her arms,
and, fairly lifting him off the ground, kissed him heartily. “Now,” said she, “kill me if you
like, I shall die happy, for I have kissed the prettiest fellow in the world.” Christian, far
from being offended, was delighted with this tribute to his charms. He gave the girl a
crown and ran laughing up the stairs. But after this incident it was necessary to have a
double line of attendants, as other maidens might have been tempted to repeat the
experiment, for the King, though so small, was much admired by the ladies of all classes.
He was fond of dining in public at St. James’s, that is to say, he sat at a table in the
middle of the room, and the general public, chiefly women, were admitted to a space at
one end, shut off by a rail, whence they could see “the Northern Scamp” eat his dinner.
Powdered, painted, patched, perfumed, richly dressed in silk, velvet and lace, and
besprinkled with jewels, Christian looked like a Dresden china figure. The men said he
resembled a girl dressed in a man’s clothes, but the women adored him.
Six weeks had passed since the King of Denmark’s arrival in England, yet he showed no
inclination to depart. But the King of England, who had to bear the cost of his
maintenance, thought that it was high time for him to return to his Queen and country.
Other hints proving vain, George III. invited his royal guest to what he pointedly called a
“farewell entertainment” at Richmond Lodge, on September 26. “A most elegant
structure,” we read, “was erected, in the centre of which was a large triumphal arch,
about forty feet high, of the Grecian order, decorated with figures, trophies and other
embellishments.” The entertainment was equal to the magnificence of the structure, and
the fireworks were the finest ever exhibited in England. The road from St. James’s Palace
to Richmond Lodge, along which Christian passed, was illuminated by upwards of fifteen
thousand Italian lamps.
The Danish King accepted this “farewell entertainment,” but still showed no signs of
saying farewell. The Princess-Dowager of Wales, therefore, by way of speeding the
parting guest, gave a supper party on October 1, to bid him good-bye. It consisted of
three tables, one for their Majesties and the Princess-Dowager, a second for the King of
Denmark and fifty of the nobility, and a third for the Prince of Wales (afterwards George
IV., then a boy of six years old) and his attendants. The supper party accomplished the
object for which it was given, and Christian VII. named the much-wished-for day of his
departure, which, however, was not for another fortnight.
On October 10 the King of Denmark gave a masquerade ball to his English friends, who
had entertained him so lavishly. The ball took place at the Opera House in the
Haymarket, and two thousand five hundred guests responded to the “royal Dane’s”
invitation. Queen Charlotte did not appear, she did not approve of masquerades; her
virtuous husband also did not approve of them, but could not resist the temptation of
being present, though he compromised with his conscience by peeping at the gay scene
from a private box, behind transparent shutters. The Princess Amelia, who was old and
infirm, witnessed the revels from another box, where she sat the whole evening masked.
The scene was one of great brilliancy, and the value of the jewels worn on this occasion
was estimated at upwards of £2,000,000. The company must have been rather mixed,
and a good many people lost articles of jewellery, which they never recovered. The
following account of the ball is taken from the Gentleman’s Magazine:—
“His Danish Majesty came in, masked, between ten and eleven o’clock, dressed in a
domino of gold and silver stuff, a black hat and white feather, walked about with
great good nature and pleasantry until twelve, then withdrew with a select company
to supper and appeared no more.... The Duke of Cumberland was in a crimson
domino, trimmed with gold, black hat and white feather. The Duke of Gloucester in a
purple domino, white hat and white feather. Her Grace the Duchess of
Northumberland appeared in the character of Rembrandt’s wife, in a close black
gown trimmed with gold, a rounded coif, a short apron tucked up, and a painter’s
brush in her hand. Lady Bel Stanhope and her sister represented pilgrims in brown
gowns with blue sashes trimmed with silver, and small hats laced round with
diamonds. The Countess of Harrington and the two young ladies, her daughters,
were extremely simple in their appearance, but at the same time extremely
elegant.... His Grace the Duke of Northumberland was in a Persian habit, with a fine
turban richly ornamented with diamonds. Lord Grosvenor was in a splendid suit of
the Turkish fashion. The Duchess of Ancaster, in the character of a Sultana, was
universally admired; her robe was purple satin bordered with ermine, and fluttered
on the ground so much in the style of Eastern magnificence that we were
transported in fancy to the palaces of Constantinople.... Many of the most superb, as
well as the best fancied dresses in the whole assembly were those of eminent
citizens, or those who had acquired their fortunes by trade.”
Another account says: “The principal grotesque characters were the conjurer, the
black, and the old woman. There was also a Methodist preacher, a chimney sweeper,
with his bag, shovel and scraper, and a boar with a bull’s head, all of which were
supported with great good humour.”[107]
Christian VII. went to Paris where he remained for some time as the guest of the French
King, Louis XV. It would not be germane to this history to give a detailed account of the
King of Denmark’s experiences in Paris. He was splendidly entertained by the King and
the French nobility, and welcomed on all his public appearances with enthusiasm. His
private amusements were of the same nature as those he had followed in London. If it
had been possible to corrupt Christian’s morals more than they were corrupted his
experiences in Paris would have done it. France was then slowly going down the steps
that led to the revolution. The heartlessness, extravagance and immorality of the nobility
stood in fearful contrast to the brutality, misery and ignorance of the people. Already
could be heard the mutterings of the coming storm, but the Danish King had no eyes to
see, nor ears to hear, nor mind to understand anything beyond the amusements of the
passing hour.
CHAPTER XI.
THE PRODIGAL’S RETURN.
1769.
On January 14 Christian VII. returned to Copenhagen after an absence of nearly eight
months. Queen Matilda drove out to meet him, and husband and wife exchanged
affectionate greetings. Together they entered Copenhagen, amid the firing of cannon,
ringing of bells, and the joyful acclamations of the people. The English envoy gives the
following account of the entry: “The Queen went as far as Röskilde to meet his Majesty,
which strong mark of her affection and regard could not fail of affording him the highest
satisfaction. Between six and seven o’clock their Majesties made a public entry into this
capital, under a triple discharge of the cannon on the ramparts. The whole garrison, as
well as the burghers, were under arms, and permission having been given a few days
before to illuminate the houses, the inhabitants vied with each other in doing this, as well
as the short notice would admit of, and in demonstrating their joy in every other manner
they could. The foreign ministers, nobility, etc., attended at the palace of Christiansborg
in order to pay their compliments upon this happy occasion, which the King was pleased
to receive, after he had made a short visit to the Dowager-Queens.”[108]
[108] Gunning’s despatch, Copenhagen, January 17, 1769.
“Your Lordship (the Earl of Rochford) has been already acquainted with the change
that appeared in his Danish Majesty. Those amusements in which he used to take
delight no longer afford him any. The society of the Queen seems alone to constitute
his happiness. Her Majesty will now, no doubt, obtain that just and proper degree of
influence, which her numberless amiable qualities entitle her to, and which she
would have much earlier enjoyed, had not the happy effect of it been too much
apprehended by some who did not expect to find their account in it.”[111]
William Henry, Duke of Gloucester, was in his twenty-sixth year at the time of his visit to
Copenhagen. He was the least intelligent of the numerous family of Frederick Prince of
Wales, but he had some sterling qualities, which made him resemble, more than the
other sons, his eldest brother George III. If he lacked the wit and brilliancy of the Duke
of York, he did not possess the vices and follies of the Duke of Cumberland. As a boy he
was dull and heavy-witted, and the Princess-Dowager cared for him the least of all her
children. According to Walpole she used to treat him with severity, and then accuse him
of sulking. “No,” said the Duke, on one occasion, “I am not sulking, I am only thinking.”
“And pray, of what are you thinking?” asked his mother with scorn. “I am thinking that if
ever I have a son, I will not make him as unhappy as you make me.” The Duke of
Gloucester grew up a silent, reserved man, and shortly after attaining his majority, he
became enamoured of Maria, Dowager-Countess Waldegrave. His passion was the more
violent, because of the way his affections had been stunted in his youth, and the
obstacles to the attainment of his desire only served to quicken his ardour. The obstacles
were considerable, for the Dowager-Countess Waldegrave, in consequence of a stain
upon her birth,[113] was hardly a meet woman for the King’s brother to take to wife, and,
on the other hand, as she told him, she was too considerable a person to become his
mistress. She was a young, rich and beautiful widow of spotless reputation and boundless
ambition. Many suitors were at her feet, among them the Duke of Portland, the best
match in England, yet by some strange perversity Lady Waldegrave rejected them all,
and engaged in a dalliance with the unattractive Duke of Gloucester. The Duke’s wooing
was long and unsatisfactory; the King and the Princess-Dowager did their utmost to
break off the affair, the friends of Lady Waldegrave remonstrated, and counselled
prudence. But threats, advice and warnings were all in vain, and at last the Duke of
Gloucester and Lady Waldegrave were secretly married in September, 1766, in the
drawing-room of Lady Waldegrave’s town house, by her domestic chaplain. The secret
was jealously guarded; some declared that the young couple were married, others, less
charitable, that they ought to be, but the Duke and his Duchess let them gossip as they
would. The Duke was always with Lady Waldegrave in public, and his manner to her was
exactly the manner a man would treat his honoured wife. The livery worn by her servants
was a compromise between that of the royal family and her own. But the marriage was
not declared, and at the time the Duke of Gloucester came to Copenhagen there seemed
no probability that it ever would be.[114]
[113] The Dowager-Countess Waldegrave was the illegitimate daughter of Sir Edward
Walpole (brother of Horace Walpole), by Mary Clement, a milliner’s apprentice. She
was the second and the most beautiful of three beautiful daughters, Laura, Maria and
Charlotte. It was said that after the birth of her children, Edward Walpole intended to
marry Mary Clement, but she died suddenly, and his honourable intentions were too
late. He, however, took the children, acknowledged them, and gave them every
advantage of wealth and education. When they grew up, though their birth prevented
presentation at court, they were successfully launched into the best society. All three
made brilliant marriages. Laura married the Rev. the Hon. Frederick Keppel, brother of
the Earl of Albemarle, who subsequently became Bishop of Exeter; Charlotte, Lord
Huntingtower, afterwards fifth Earl of Dysart, and Maria, Earl Waldegrave. Lord
Waldegrave died a few years after the marriage, leaving his widow three daughters
and a large fortune.
[114] The marriage was not declared until 1772, when, in consequence of a bill
having been brought into Parliament to regulate royal marriages, the Duke publicly
acknowledged Lady Waldegrave as his wife. The King was highly incensed, and
Queen Charlotte even more so. They refused to receive the Duchess at court, though
the King had to acknowledge the marriage as legal; consequently the Duke and
Duchess went to Italy, where they remained for some time. In 1776 they returned to
England with their two children, Prince William Henry and the Princess Sophia. Their
conduct was so irreproachable that a reconciliation took place between the Duke and
the King, and the Duchess of Gloucester and her children were duly acknowledged.
Prince William Henry of Gloucester eventually married his cousin, Princess Mary,
daughter of George III.
The Duke of Gloucester was received with every mark of respect, and his visit to
Copenhagen was a continual round of festivity. There was a grand review of the troops in
his honour, and a gala performance at the court theatre. One day the King and Queen
and the Duke made an excursion to the ancient castle Kronborg at Elsinore, and were
entertained by the commandant of the fortress. The Queen-Mother, Sophia Magdalena,
gave a déjeuner to the English Prince at Hirschholm and Count Otto Moltke gave a ball.
The Queen’s birthday festivities are described by the English envoy:—
“Saturday, July 22, was the anniversary of the Queen’s birthday, which not having
been observed since her Majesty’s arrival in these dominions, by reason of the King
of Denmark’s absence, his Majesty was determined to celebrate it now with as much
magnificence as possible. The court testified its joy on this occasion by a very
numerous and brilliant appearance.... In the evening followed a succession of new
entertainments at the court theatre, designed and executed purposely in honour of
her Majesty, and the day’s festivity was closed with a great supper at the King’s
table. On Monday began the second act of this celebration. At six o’clock in the
evening his Majesty and the noblemen who performed a part in the Carousal,[115]
richly habited in Turkish dresses, and upon horses finely caparisoned, set out in
grand procession through the city, attended by the Horse Guards and by a large
band of martial music; at seven the procession returned to the great area of the
palace, and as soon as the noblemen, appointed judges, had taken their seats, the
exhibition began. One quadrille was led by the King, the other by Count Ahlfeld,
governor of the city. The whole ceremony was very magnificent, and performed with
the utmost address and good order, in the presence of her Danish Majesty, the
Queen-Mother, Sophia Magdalena, his Royal Highness the Duke of Gloucester, the
whole court, and several thousand spectators. The performance concluded soon
after nine, and was succeeded by an elegant supper and ball. The court returns this
evening to Frederiksberg, where there is a grand firework to be played off; the whole
gardens are to be illuminated, and, after a magnificent supper in a large building
erected for that purpose, a masquerade ball is intended, to which two thousand
persons are to be admitted.”[116]
[115] The Carousal was a musical ride which the King and the courtiers had been
rehearsing in the riding school for weeks beforehand. Vide Gunning’s despatch, April
15, 1769.
[116] Gunning’s despatch, Copenhagen, July 25, 1769.
The Duke of Gloucester left Copenhagen a few days after the Queen’s birthday, and
returned to England. Though Christian had prepared all these festivities in his brother-in-
law’s honour, he did not hesitate to exercise his wit at the expense of his guest. The Duke
was silent and dull, and his lack of conversation was made a subject of ridicule by the
garrulous King. One day Christian asked Holck what he thought of the Duke, and the
favourite replied: “He reminds me of an English ox!” The Duke was very stout for his age,
and had a broad red face and large ruminating eyes. The King laughed at Holck’s
witticism, and maliciously repeated it to the Queen, who was incensed at the
impertinence. If the truth must be told, the English Prince did not appear in the most
favourable light at the Danish court. He stared and said little, and chiefly distinguished
himself by his enormous appetite.
When her brother left Copenhagen the Queen found herself once more alone. His visit
had been to a great extent a disappointment to her, for he had little in common with his
sister, and not much sympathy for her in her troubles. These, as time went on, grew from
bad to worse. Despite all her efforts Holck continued in the ascendant, and his influence
was wholly against the Queen. He was known throughout Denmark as the man whom
the King delighted to honour, and even Matilda was forced to show public marks of favour
to the man whom she considered her worst enemy. For instance, in September she was
compelled by the King to attend Holck’s wedding to a daughter of Count Laurvig, “an
honour,” to quote the English envoy, “never before conferred in this kingdom upon any
subject when the ceremony was performed out of the palace; but indeed the whole of
this had more the appearance of the nuptials of a prince of the blood than those of a
private person, the King having conveyed Count Holck in his Majesty’s chariot, at the
same time giving him the right hand from Frederiksberg to Copenhagen, the Queen and
all the court following”.[117] Holck’s marriage made no difference to his mode of life, and
Christian’s infatuation for his favourite continued as great as before. Mounted couriers
tore along the road between the Blaagaard, where Holck lived, and the King’s palace at
all hours of the day and night, and on one occasion two horses were killed in the wild
haste with which the horseman rode to convey the King’s message to his favourite.
[117] Gunning’s despatch, Copenhagen, September 30, 1769.
WILLIAM HENRY, DUKE OF GLOUCESTER, BROTHER OF
QUEEN MATILDA.
From the Painting by H. W. Hamilton, 1771.
Nine months had passed since Christian’s return from abroad, and it was at last seen by
his subjects that the hopes they had formed of their King’s reformation were doomed to
disappointment. The costly experiment of foreign travel had proved a failure. True, he no
longer scandalised his people with riots in the streets, or his court with shameless
disregard of morality, for his strength was no longer equal to such exhibitions. The
incessant round of dissipation in London and Paris had shattered an already enfeebled
constitution. The King’s tendency to melancholia became more marked every day, and
symptoms of the dread malady which before long overtook him began to make
themselves apparent. His delusions as to his prowess became more frequent, and he
showed strange aberrations of intellect. He was a mental and physical wreck.
In October, 1769, Queen Matilda fell ill. Her illness was the crowning indignity and proved
the limit of her long-suffering endurance. With it also came to an end the efforts she had
bravely made since the King’s return to do her duty to her husband, and lead him to
higher things. This was the turning-point of Matilda’s life, and explains, if it does not
excuse, much that followed after. She threw down her arms. Insulted and degraded, it is
no wonder that the young wife of eighteen was filled with a disgust of life. The
remonstrances of her physicians were unavailing, she turned her face to the wall and
prayed for death. The Queen’s condition was so serious that the English envoy thought it
necessary to write home the following diplomatically worded despatch:—
“I am extremely sorry to acquaint your Lordship that the state of the Queen of
Denmark’s health has lately presented some very unfavourable symptoms; which
have given such apprehensions to her physicians, as to make them think that a
perfect re-establishment may be attended with some difficulty, unless her Majesty
can be persuaded to pay unusual attention to herself. I am so thoroughly sensible
how deeply it would affect the King [George III.] to receive information of a still
more alarming nature, and so anxious to prevent it, that I cannot help desiring your
Lordship to represent to his Majesty that, though there appears no immediate
danger, yet the situation the Queen of Denmark is at present in is too critical not to
make it highly necessary to obviate worse symptoms, and as this happy effect
depends very much upon her Majesty’s own care, I believe she would be wrought
upon by nothing more successfully than by some affectionate expostulations from
the King, upon the very great importance of her life.”[118]
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