e! should she my Nelson's love
Record, each happy day?

If, from thine Emma's breast, her heart
Were stolen or flown away;
Where! where! should she engrave, my Love!
Each tender word you say?

Where! where! should Emma treasure up
Her Nelson's smiles and sighs?
Where mark, with joy, each secret look
Of love, from Nelson's eyes?

Then, do not rob me of my heart,
Unless you first forsake it;
And, then, so wretched it would be,
Despair alone will take it.

Letter

from

Lady Hamilton

TO THE

RIGHT HONOURABLE HENRY ADDINGTON,

NOW

VISCOUNT SIDMOUTH.

Letter of Lady Hamilton, &c.

April 13th. [1803.]

SIR,

May I trouble you, and but for a moment, in consequence of my
irreparable loss; my ever-honoured husband, Sir William Hamilton,
being no more! I cannot avoid it, I am forced to petition for a
portion of his pension: such a portion as, in your wisdom and noble
nature, may be approved; and so represented to our most gracious
Sovereign, as being right. For, Sir, I am most sadly bereaved! I am
now in circumstances far below those in which the goodness of my dear
Sir William allowed me to move for so many years; and below those
becoming the relict of such a public minister, who was proved so very
long--no less than thirty-six years--and, all his life, honoured so
very much by the constant friendly kindness of the King and Queen
themselves: and, may I mention--what is well known to the then
administration at home--how I, too, strove to do all I could towards
the service of our King and Country. The fleet itself, I can truly
say, could not have got into _Sicily_, but for what I was happily able
to do with the Queen of Naples, and through her secret instructions so
obtained: on which depended the refitting of the fleet in Sicily; and,
with that, all which followed so gloriously at the Nile. These few
words, though seemingly much at large, may not be extravagant at all.
They are, indeed, true. I wish them to be heard, only as they can be
proved; and, being proved, may I hope for what I have now desired?

I am, Sir, with respect more than I can well utter, your obedient
servant,

EMMA HAMILTON.

Letters

FROM

SIR WILLIAM HAMILTON, K.B.

TO

LADY HAMILTON.

Letters OF SIR WILLIAM HAMILTON, K.B. _&c._

I.

Persano, [Wednesday]
Jan. 4, 1792.

We arrived here, yesterday, in little more than five hours, and h