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HISTORY OF
RUSSIA.
[CH.
XLVII.
were
sometimes admitted
to the Little
Hermitage. Segur,
Cobenzl,
Steding,
and
Nassau,
cliiefiy
enjoyed
this
distinc-
tion
;
but
Catharine afterwards formed another
assembly,
more
confined and
more
mysterious,
which was
called the
Little
Society.
The three favourites of whom we have
just
been
speaking,
Branicka,
Protasof,
and some confidential
women
and
valets-de-chambre,
were its
only
members. In
this
the
Cybele
of
the
north celebrated
her most
secret
mysteries.
The
particulars
of these amusements
are
not
fit
to be
repeated.
Catharine survived Potemkin but
four
years.
The
last
ten
years
of her
reign
carried
her
power,
her
glory,
and her
political
crimes to their
highest pitch.
When
the
great
Frederic,
dictator of the
kings
of
Europe,
died,
she re-
mained the
eldest of
the
crowned
heads
of the conti-
nent
;
and
if
we
except
Joseph,
all
those
heads
together
were
unequal
to her own. If Frederic was
the dictator
of these
kiugs,
Catharine became
their
tyrant.
The im-
mense
empire
which she had
subjected
to
her
sway
;
the
inexhaustible resources she derived
from a
country
and
a
people
as
yet
in a
state of
infancy
;
the extreme
luxury
of
her
court,
the barbai'ous
pomp
of her
nobility,
the wealth and
princely
grandeur
of her
favourites,
the
glorious
exploits
of
her
armies,
and the
gigantic
views
of her
ambition,
threw
Europe
into a
sort
of
fascination
;
and
those
monarchs,
who
had
been too
proud
to
pay
each
other even the
slightest
deference,
felt
no
abasement
in
making
a
lady
the arbiter of
their
interests,
the
ruling power
of
all
their
measures.
But the French
revolution,
so
unfriendly
to
sovereigns
in
general,
was
particularly
so
to Catharine. The
blaze
w
r
hich
suddenly
emerged
from the bosom
of
France
as
from
the
crater
of a
volcano,
poured
its vivid
light
upon
Russia too
;
and
injustice,
crimes,
and blood were seen where before all
was
grandeur,
glory,
and
virtue.
Catharine
trembled with
fear
and
indignation.
The
French,
those sweet
heralds of
her
fame,
those
flattering
and
brilliant
historians,
who
were one
day
to transmit to
posterity
the
wonders
of
her
reign,
were
suddenly
transformed into
so
many
inexorable
judges,
at
whose
aspect
she
shuddered.
The
phantoms
of
her
imagina-
tion were
dispelled.
That
empire
of Greece
she
was so
desirous of
reviving,
those laws she would
have
established,