SIR. THOMAS LAWRENCE.
THE following exquisite specimen of eloquence is going the round of the print-shops, in lithographe. We hardly think that such a document can fail of its purpose, or that, were twenty millions instead of twenty thousand pounds required for the purchase which it recommends, the public could forbear from telling them out when so persuasively invited. There are various rumours abroad respecting the writer. Some give it to the author of Satan ; some to Sir CHARLES WETHERELL ; one party stand out for the reverend pastor of the Scottish National Church ; and another, with equal heat, insist that the letter comes from the pen of Mr. GEORGE ROBINS. For our own parts, we have very little doubt that it owes its perfection to the conjoined labours of all four,—that its grammar was furnished by Mr. MONTGOMERY, its argument by Mr. IRVING, that the ex Attorney-General supplied the images, and the hero of Covent Garden Piazza the facts. Every one knows that the auctioneer is a most "godlike master of circum- stances ; " that "to convert accident into substance" is a very ge- neral practice with the Scotch gentlemen who travel southward for employment ; of "grotesques of fancy," Westminster Hall and the Chapel adjoining exhibit no fabricator so expert as Sir CHARLES; and if a man who writes a quarto on Omnipresence may not talk of "the circumference of things," who dares attempt it? While, how- ever, we submit this theory, we do not deny the possibility of Nature's producing, even in our degenerate days, a man who shall combine the varied excellencies of these four great personages, only we have not yet seen such a one. But our readers can judge, from the letter itself, whether the argument which we have thus hastily "scratched out" be sound or not. Here it is.
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