_Her Ladyship's Verses on Lord Nelson_.




Letter OF Lady Hamilton, &c.


Clarges Street,
[_26th January 1805._]

I have been very ill, my Dear Sir; and am in bed with a cold, very bad
cold indeed! But, the moment I am better, I will call on you.

I am invited to dine with Mr. Haslewood to-morrow, but fear I shall
not be able to go.

I am very anxious about letters; but Admiral Campbell has told me, he
thinks my dear Lord will soon be at home. God grant! for, I think, he
might remove that stumbling-block, Sir John O! Devil take him!

That _Polyphemus_ should have been Nelson's: but, he is rich in great
and _noble deeds_; which t'other, poor devil! is not. So, let dirty
wretches get pelf, to comfort them; victory belongs to Nelson. Not,
but what I think money necessary for comforts; and, I hope, _our_,
_your's_, and _my_ Nelson, will get a little, for all Master O.

I write from bed; and you will see I do, by my scrawl.