is not dined upon, or peremptorily bespoke by the posthumous epicures before that day. I wish he may recover—not for
our
dinner's sake, but to disappoint the undertaker, and the rascally reptiles that may well wait, since they
will
dine at last.
Gell called—he of Troy—after I was out. Mem.— to return his visit. But my Mems. are the very landmarks of forgetfulness;—something like a light-house, with a ship wrecked under the nose of its lantern. I never look at a Mem. without seeing that I have remembered to forget. Mem.—I have forgotten to pay Pitt's taxes, and suppose I shall be surcharged. "An I do not turn rebel when thou art king "—oons! I believe my very biscuit is leavened with that impostor's imposts.
Lady Melbourne returns from Jersey's to-morrow;— I must call. A Mr. Thomson has sent a song, which I must applaud. I hate annoying them with censure or silence;—and yet I hate
lettering
.