y. Burke on the contrary fought the whig fight with
a two-edged weapon: he was a great writer; as an orator he was
transcendent. In a dearth of that public talent for the possession of
which the whigs have generally been distinguished, Burke came forward
and established them alike in the parliament and the country. And what
was his reward? No sooner had a young and dissolute noble, who with
some of the aspirations of a Caesar oftener realised the conduct of
a Catiline, appeared on the stage, and after some inglorious
tergiversation adopted their colours, than they transferred to him
the command which had been won by wisdom and genius, vindicated by
unrivalled knowledge, and adorned by accomplished eloquence. When the
hour arrived for the triumph which he had prepared, he was not even
admitted into the Cabinet, virtually presided over by his graceless
pupil, and who, in the profuse suggestions of his teeming converse,
had found the principles and the information which were among the chief
claims to public confidence of Mr Fox.

Hard necessity made Mr Burke submit to the yoke, but the humiliation
could never be forgotten. Nemesis favours genius: the inevitable hour
at length arrived. A voice like the Apocalypse sounded over England and
even echoed in all the courts of Europe. Burke poured forth the vials
of his hoarded vengeance into the agitated heart of Christendom; he
stimulated the panic of a world by the wild pictures of his inspired
imagination; he dashed to the ground the rival who had robbed him of
his hard-earned greatness; rended in twain the proud oligarchy that
had dared to use and to insult him; and followed with servility by
the haughtiest and the most timid of its members, amid the frantic
exultation of his country, he placed his heel upon the neck of the
ancient serpent.

Among the whig followers of Mr Burke in this memorable defection, among
the Devonshires and the Portlands, the Spencers and the Fitzwilliams,
was the Earl of Marney, whom the whigs would not make a duke.

What was his chance of success from Mr Pitt?

If the history of England be ever written by one who has the knowledge
and the courage, and both qualities are equally requisite for the
undertaking, the world would be more astonished than when reading the
Roman annals by Niebuhr. Generally speaking, all the great events have
been distorted, most of the important causes concealed, some of
the principal characters never appear, and all wh