of 1830, he addressed some good advice to the country of
which he had been made a citizen nearly forty years before. In 1832,
Talleyrand, to whom he had talked about the Panopticon in 1792, dined
with him alone in his hermitage.[348] When Bowring observed to the
prince that Bentham's works had been plundered, the polite diplomatist
replied, _et pille de tout le monde, il est toujours riche_. Bentham was
by this time failing. At eighty-two he was still, as he put it,
'codifying like any dragon.'[349] On 18th May 1832 he did his last bit
of his lifelong labour, upon the 'Constitutional Code.' The great
reform agitation was reaching the land of promise, but Bentham was to
die in the wilderness. He sank without a struggle on 6th June 1832, his
head resting on Bowring's bosom. He left the characteristic direction
that his body should be dissected for the benefit of science. An
incision was formally made; and the old gentleman, in his clothes as he
lived, his face covered by a wax mask, is still to be seen at University
College in Gower Street.

Bentham, as we are told, had a strong personal resemblance to Benjamin
Franklin. Sagacity, benevolence, and playfulness were expressed in both
physiognomies. Bentham, however, differed from the man whose intellect
presents many points of likeness, in that he was not a man of the
market-place or the office. Bentham was in many respects a child through
life:[350] a child in simplicity, good humour, and vivacity; his health
was unbroken; he knew no great sorrow; and after emerging from the
discouragement of his youth, he was placidly contemplating a continuous
growth of fame and influence. He is said to have expressed the wish that
he could awake once in a century to contemplate the prospect of a world
gradually adopting his principles and so making steady progress in
happiness and wisdom.

No man could lead a simpler life. His chief luxuries at table were
fruit, bread, and tea. He had a 'sacred teapot' called Dick, with
associations of its own, and carefully regulated its functions. He
refrained from wine during the greatest part of his life, and was never
guilty of a single act of intemperance. In later life he took a daily
half-glass of Madeira. He was scrupulously neat in person, and wore a
Quaker-like brown coat, brown cassimere breeches, white worsted
stockings and a straw hat. He walked or 'rather trotted' with his stick
Dapple, and took his 'ante-prandial' and other 'circumgyrat