The Statesman.
London, England, 1812-11-12 00:00:00

TQ TIIT RIGHT LIONOCRABLE
LORD VISCOUNT CASTLEREAGH.

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[PROM THE CaPi•STITUTVoq
MY LORD,—Ministers may exult at the ill SIM-
eNS of some of the brightest ornaments in the co:cu-
lt.% being thrown out at the late Election. This
they may do, with the same propriety as the patriot
;Le:Tomei N did at having set lire to Moscovr. He
at:is as cruel, but less brave than Nen° ; the latter
set bre to Rome, and labile the flames were consum-
ing the proud metrepulis of the world, he had the
courage to stay:within its walls, and play his lute, by
me's- of symphony, to the groans of the dying—a
troode always delightful to the ear of a tyrant ;
_but
Hoseoecnte set fire to Moscow, and fled by the light
or the flames. This makes him an emblem of our
goodly Ministerial writers ; for while they rejoice
et a victory gained at the expence of their eountry,
they are endeavouring to set that country in flames,•
Word are preparing the means of their escape from its
reius by the wages of their iniquity ; their wlerthy
co:elk:tete of the venal press assist in this work;
aid they are worthy the employment of such good
and gracious masters : they perform their drudrry
eeeordiee to their engagements, and prove them-
selves deserving of their trust. To them it is that;
the country is itelebted for all .t!te miseries it en-
dures; for without their prostituted aid (we blush to
own it), our Ministers would not have been able to
have deceived the people so long as they have done.
Ilat, thank Heaven, the mist v; pith has so long en-
veleped the eyes of millions is now dispersing by
the powerful rays of reusoe and truth I ;...linisters,how-
ever, still go on, and will go on ; they have secered a
majority in the louse of Commons, to cover them in
all their wild anti proiligate proceedings; tier will rea-
sonbc their guide wail their country becomes a wreck,
from which they will endeavour, in-vain, to escape.
When a vessel becomes strampt at sea, nr stranded
on the coast, the Captain loses all command: he is
then only on equal terms with the meanest sailor,
aed the crew generally remember, antler such cir-
cumstances, to matind their former Commander of!
his misdeeds. Beware, then, my Lord CA9TLEREAGU,,I
for it is to you I would more particularly address my-
self, how r on sport with the feelings of the crew—
of the people, over whom you now preside uncon-
trailed. Let- me then ask, my Lord, if you do not
see danger hourly approaching the country, which is
stow governed In acgreat measure by your Lordship's
Councils ? you still 101 l on your bed of roses ? •
Do you see a loy at and long-suffering people envi-
toned every day with new troubles—new privations
—new miseries ? Have you not seen an abundant
harvest, and yet hare you even the wants of the peo-
ple anyway s ameliorated? Or rather, do you not see
the homey of leaven mocked by y our warlike Cont .
tits, and the sit nation of the people daily growing
worse.—These are plain honest questions, my Lord,
sech as a Patriot has a right to ask, and a Statesman
is bound to answer. Bet y ou may third: your exalted
s'a:ion places you above the necessity of answering
the questions of those whose hard-earnings are in part
appropriated to pry you for your ruinoes advice.
Bet a time may come, my Lord, and a most unplea •
suit time will it be for your Lordship, when you
my be compelled to answer questions of a more dis-
agreeable nature. When arraigned at the bar •I
your country, you may tremble for the•consequences
of your conduet. Though justice may not be even-
handed under your Lordship's authority, yet when
powerslips from under your feet—when the fawn-
ing sycophants, who now hold you up as a paragon
of wisdom, will slink from you like a cur that has
bitten you by the heel—when Court sunshine shall
no longer bear you above the clouds of adversity—
thou, my Lord, will justice busy herself in balanc-
ing her beam, and in ierbbitig the rust front her
sword, or rather in wiping away the spots of blood
with wleieh it has been prematurely stained.
I wish you well, my Lord, and the country
that gai:e you birth—lreland! oppressed Ireland'. a
sacred limb of the British empire, that has been so
cruelly tortured ; bet beware, my Lord, that it is
not dismembered by your councils. More won-
derful circumstances than that have- happened, and
from causes less apparent. Daring an interval
like the present, the people, sorely opplessed,
have to pine away the they, and to moisten their hum-
ble pillows during the night with unavailing tears.
To them the sun rises not with joy;. and it always
sets in eerrow. To them the day returns not wale:
its usual cheering face ; and the eight passes eiyay in
tormenting gloom. The varying song of the nightin-
gale, and the warbled notes of the lark, have lost
their usual melody upon' the poor mates ear; one
settled gloom Pervades his throbbing bosom; he finds
Itime:l" a blank in creation, and creation is to him a
blank ; except as his-troubles convince him to the
contrary. Thise •mye Lord, is the state to which
your cettncies, and those• of your colleagues, have
brr.ueltt this country ; and you calculate wrongly, if
yonthin;: you a r, AlwAys to repose on te bed of roses.
Let its, for a element, my Lord, carrjourehoughts.
back to thceplatuting of the lielseian e'er, and wo
seal! !hid, that WIC • nay, the chief of your Lord-
slipss objects in promotiug it was to drew iNiAvora:ox
au immense distaneo from his own confines--to se-
tore him in flue iaarsliei of Russia while your Lord-
ship's agents promoted, a counter-revolution in
trance. Here again, .my •Lord, you miscalculated
e Finn • ceases and eftiscts to the talent spriug‘ of tho
hemit-your Lordship,is st„sttanger; although
wq,iltiptlas have possessed a preponderating Mu.