The laws against Ireland, emanating from Queen Anne, were atrocious.  Anne was born in 1664, two years before the great fire of London, on which the astrologers (there were some left, and Louis XIV. was born with the assistance of an astrologer, and swaddled in a horoscope) predicted that, being the elder sister of fire, she would be queen.  And so she was, thanks to astrology and the revolution of 1688.  She had the humiliation of having only Gilbert, Archbishop of Canterbury, for godfather.  To be godchild of the Pope was no longer possible in England.  A mere primate is but a poor sort of godfather.  Anne had to put up with one, however.  It was her own fault.  Why was she a Protestant?

Denmark had paid for her virginity (virginitas empta, as the old charters expressed it) by a dowry of L6,250 a year, secured on the bailiwick of Wardinburg and the island of Fehmarn.  Anne followed, without conviction, and by routine, the traditions of William.  The English under that royalty born of a revolution possessed as much liberty as they could lay hands on between the Tower of London, into which they put orators, and the pillory, into which they put writers.  Anne spoke a little Danish in her private chats with her husband, and a little French in her private chats with Bolingbroke.  Wretched gibberish; but the height of English fashion, especially at court, was to talk French.  There was never a bon mot but in French.  Anne paid a deal of attention to her coins, especially to copper coins, which are the low and popular ones; she wanted to cut a great figure on them.  Six farthings were struck during her reign.  On the back of the first three she had merely a throne struck, on the back of the fourth she ordered a triumphal chariot, and on the back of the sixth a goddess holding a sword in one hand and an olive branch in the other, with the scroll, Bello et pace.  Her father, James II., was candid and cruel; she was brutal.

At the same time she was mild at bottom.  A contradiction which only appears such.  A fit of anger metamorphosed her.  Heat sugar and it will boil.

Anne was popular.  England liked feminine rulers.  Why?  France excludes them.  There is a reason at once.  Perhaps there is no other.  With English historians Elizabeth embodies grandeur, Anne good-nature.  As they will.  Be it so.  But there is nothing delicate in the reigns of these women.  The lines are heavy.  It is gross grandeur and gross good-nature.  As to their immaculate virtue, England is tenacious of it, and we are not going to oppose the idea.  Elizabeth was a virgin tempered by Essex; Anne, a wife complicated by Bolingbroke.

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