PRESIDENT OF HUNGARY.
AT your gate I lay my fagot of Dry Sticks, and go away. I offended you by attempting to bring Fortune thither, whom I never solicited to favor me personally. My zeal was inconsiderate; but perhaps it ought to have offended less that lofty pride to which alone I ever was obsequious. Permit me to offer the only amends I can: permit me to show my respect and reverence toward the man who has worthily occupied a higher station than any one in this country can attain.
The eloquence of Milton and of Demosthenes failed in the support of their cause; the same cause and the same eloquence as yours. Supply me with your English, and I may be able at last to express my veneration of your virtues.