"Add also," interrupted the weary monarch, "very tired."
The same king, who appears to have been a constant sufferer from the stupid orations of these wordy windbags, was listening to a speech in a small country town, when an ass brayed at a distance.
"Pardon me, gentlemen," said the witty sovereign; "one at a time, please."
Henry's minister, Sully, was a Protestant, and happening to hear that a famous physician had quitted Calvinism for Catholicism, the king said to him:
"My friend, your religion is in a bad way—the doctors give it up."
George III was the author of many clever sayings. Meeting Lord Kenyon at a levée soon after that eminent justice had been guilty of an extraordinary explosion of ill humor in the Court of King's Bench, the king remarked to him:
"My lord chief justice, I hear that you have lost your temper, and from my great regard for you I am glad to hear it, for I hope you will find a better one."
On another occasion, when coming out of the House of Lords after opening the session, he said to the lord chancellor:
"Did I deliver the speech well?"
"Very well indeed," was the reply.