Here’s Dunkirk Town and Tangier Hall,
The Queen’s marriage and all
The Dutchman’s templum pacis.”[[217]]
[217]. “Poems and Satires of Andrew Marvell: ‘Upon his House’” [Clarendon].
Yet again, in his “Clarendon’s House-warming” are the words:
“He had read of Rhodope, a lady of Thrace,
Who was digged up so often ere she did marry,
And wished that his daughter had had so much grace
To erect him a pyramid out of her quarry.”
The stately house which from the first attracted so much unfriendly attention had but a short life, and its ill luck dogged it to the end. Evelyn, who saw the first stone laid, also saw the pulling down of the whole edifice. Clarendon’s sons, Lord Cornbury and his brother Laurence, afterwards Lord Rochester, leased it to their father’s friend the Duke of Ormonde, who, by the way, was driving up St James’s Street on his way to Clarendon House when the notorious Colonel Blood made his desperate attempt to kidnap and assassinate him. Later still, after the Chancellor’s death, the house was sold to Monk’s son, the second Duke of Albemarle, who called it after himself, but subsequently sold it again to a syndicate; and it was finally demolished in 1683 by a certain Sir Thomas Bond, “to build a street of tenements to his undoing.”[[218]] He, at least, vindicated his loyalty, for having been Controller of the Household to the queen-mother, he went into exile in after years in the train of King James II. His name, of course, survives in the present Bond Street, which occupies part of the site of Clarendon House, as Albemarle Street recalls the second appellation of the Chancellor’s house.