(635) Son of the Earl of Chesterfield; who upon this occasion addressed the House for the first time.  “His father,” says Dr. Maty, “took infinite pains to prepare him for his first appearance as a speaker.  The young man seems to have succeeded tolerably well upon the whole, but on account of his shyness was obliged to stop, and, if I am not mistaken, to have recourse to his notes.  Lord Chesterfield used every argument in his power to comfort him, and to inspire him with confidence and courage to make some other attempt; but I have not heard that Mr. Stanhope ever spoke again in the House."- E.

(636) Sir George Lyttelton.

(637) William Murray, afterwards Lord Mansfield.

(638) William Gerard Hamilton.  It was this speech which, not being followed, as was naturally expected, by repeated exhibitions of similar eloquence, acquired for him the name of single-speech Hamilton.

(639) The Duke of Cumberland.

291 Letter 160
To Richard Bentley, Esq. 
Arlington Street, November 16, 1755.

Never was poor invulnerable Immortality so soon brought to shame!  Alack!  I have had the gout! would fain have persuaded myself that it was a sprain:  and, then, that it was only the gout come to look for Mr. Chute at Strawberry Hill:  but none of my evasions will do!  I was, certainly, lame for two days; and though I repelled it—­first, by getting wet-shod, and then by spirits of camphor; and though I have since tamed it more rationally by leaving off the little wine I drank, I still know where to look for it whenever I have an occasion for a political illness.  Come, my constitution is not very much broken, when, in four days after such a mortifying attack, I could sit in the House of Commons, full as possible, from two at noon till past five in the morning, as we did but last Thursday.  The new opposition attacked the address.  Who are the new opposition?  Why, the old opposition—­ Pitt and the Grenvilles; indeed, with Legge instead of Sir George Lyttelton.  Judge how entertaining it was to me to hear Lyttelton answer Grenville, and Pitt Lyttelton!  The debate, long and uninterrupted as it was, was a great deal of it extremely fine:  the numbers did not answer to the merit:  the new friends, the Duke of Newcastle and Mr. Fox, had 311 to 105.  The bon-mot in fashion is, that the staff was very good, but they wanted private Men.  Pitt surpassed himself, and then I need not tell you that he surpassed Cicero and Demosthenes.  What a figure would they, with their formal, laboured, cabinet orations, make vis-`a-vis his manly vivacity and dashing eloquence at one o’clock in the morning, after sitting in that heat for eleven hours!  He spoke above an hour and a half, with scarce a bad sentence:  the most admired part was a comparison he drew of the two parts of the new administration, to the conflux of the Rhone and the Saone; “the latter a gentle, feeble, languid stream, languid but not deep; the other