of the
introduction.

LETTER 94. TO LORD HOLLAND.

"June 25. 1812.

"My dear Lord,

"I must appear very ungrateful, and have, indeed, been very
negligent, but till last night I was not apprised of Lady Holland's
restoration, and I shall call to-morrow to have the satisfaction, I
trust, of hearing that she is well--I hope that neither politics
nor gout have assailed your Lordship since I last saw you, and that
you also are 'as well as could be expected.'

"The other night, at a ball, I was presented by order to our
gracious Regent, who honoured me with some conversation, and
professed a predilection for poetry.--I confess it was a most
unexpected honour, and I thought of poor B-----s's adventure, with
some apprehension of a similar blunder, I have now great hope, in
the event of Mr. Pye's decease, of 'warbling truth at court,' like
Mr. Mallet of indifferent memory.--Consider, one hundred marks a
year! besides the wine and the disgrace; but then remorse would
make me drown myself in my own butt before the year's end, or the
finishing of my first dithyrambic.--So that, after all, I shall not
meditate our laureate's death by pen or poison.

"Will you present my best respects to Lady Holland? and believe me
hers and yours very sincerely."

* * * * *

The second letter, entering much more fully into the particulars of this
interview with Royalty, was in answer, it will be perceived, to some
enquiries which Sir Walter Scott (then Mr. Scott) had addressed to him
on the subject; and the whole account reflects even still more honour on
the Sovereign himself than on the two poets.

LETTER 95. TO SIR WALTER SCOTT, BART.

"St. James's Street, July 6. 1812.

"Sir,

"I have just been honoured with your letter.--I feel sorry that you
should have thought it worth while to notice the 'evil works of my
nonage,' as the thing is suppressed voluntarily, and your
explanation is too kind not to give me pain. The Satire was written
when I was very young and very angry, and fully bent on displaying
my wrath and my wit, and now I am haunted by the ghosts of my
wholesale assertions. I cannot sufficiently thank you for your
praise; and now, waving myself, let me talk to you of the Prince
Regent. He ordered me to be presented to him at a ball; an