his chimney-piece between two pretty little pictures, correct and enlarged copies from antique gems, of which the centre ornament is worthy. He says that it is by far, in his opinion, the most exact resemblance of Romney he ever saw. I have, furthermore, the pleasure of informing you that he knew immediately my portrait of Romney, and assured me that he thought it a very great likeness.
I wish I could give you a pleasant account of our beloved Counsellor;[1] he, alas! was ill in bed when I called yesterday at about 12 o'clock; the servant said that he remains very ill indeed.
Mr. Walker, I have been so unfortunate as not to find at home, but I will call again in a day or two. Neither Mr. Flaxman nor Mr. Edwards know Lady Hamilton's address. The house which Sir William lived in, in Piccadilly, she left some time ago. Mr. Edwards will procure her address for you, and I will send it immediately. I have enclosed for you the twenty-two numbers of Fuseli's Shakespeare[2] that are out, and the book of Italian Letters from Mrs. Flaxman, who with her admirable husband present their best compliments to you. He is so busy that I believe I shall never see him again but when I call on him, for he has
