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Rh done. I have not the least notion, that even our expedition under lord Cathcart is intended to be sent any where; and yet every minister we have (except sir Robert) very gravely affirms it will go; nay, and I am afraid believes it too. But our situation is very extraordinary; sir Robert will have an army, will not have a war, and cannot have a peace; that is, the people are so averse to it, that he dares not make one. But in one year more, when, by the influence of this army and our money, he has got a new parliament to his liking, then he will make peace, and get it approved too, be it as it will. After which I am afraid we shall all grow tired of struggling any longer, and give up the game.

But I will trouble you with no more politicks: and if I can hear from you in two lines that you are well, I promise you not to reply to it too soon. You must give me leave to add to my letter a copy of verses at the end of a declamation made by a boy at Westminster school on this theme,

Ridentem dicere verum, Quid vetat?

Dulce, decane, decus, flos optime gentis Hibernæ Nomine quique audis, ingenioque celer; Dum lepido indulges risu, et mutaris in horas, Quô nova vis animi, materiesque rapit; Nunc gravis astrologus, cœlo dominaris et astris, Filaque pro libitu Partrigiana secas. Nunc populo speciosa hospes miracula promis, Gentesque æquoreas, aëriasque creas. Seu plausum captat queruli persona draperi, Seu levis a vacuo fabula sumpta cado. Mores