#george II of great britain

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George II (1683-1760) When Prince of Wales

Artist: Sir Godfrey Kneller (German/British, 1646-1723)

Date: 1716

Medium: Oil on canvas

Collection: Royal Collection Trust, United Kingdom

Description

The future George II is shown wearing state robes with Collar of the Garter, his crown on the table to the right. As always with full-length portraits of this date the setting is imaginary but the ornamental plaster on wall is an interesting insight into the taste of the day.

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Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (2011, Rob Marshall)

10/05/2024

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Stuart Memes Brought By Yours Truly:

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Four Generations 1899 & 2013

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Oval portrait of George II, King of Great Britain. By Joseph Smith.

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The Cousins: Georgie and Nicky

The future Nicholas II, the future George V and his older brother Albert Victor, Duke of Clarence and Avondale pose for a photo below. All three resemble each other, but the resemblance between George and Nicholas is remarkable.

Below, Georgie:

And next, Nicky:

And their mothers, sisters, Queen Alexandra of Great Britain and Empress Marie Feodorovna

The Cousins: Georgie and Nicky

Their mothers were sisters. They resembled each other but were not identical. Physically, their sons, first cousins, resembled one another more than they resembled any of their siblings and would do so all their lives.

How would Nicholas have turned out if he had received a naval education that took him away from his parents for long stretches of time, as George did? We know that the Danish royal mothers were very loving but particularly possessive (if not oppressive), and Dagmar's exercise of this quality over her sons did not have good results. In addition, Nicholas had to contend with his father as well, who did not seem to like him all that much.

Great Britain benefited greatly from several turns of fate, one being that George was sent into the navy, which allowed him to further develop his innate independence. At that time, he was not heir to the throne yet. The idea of having the first son rule and the second one (should the dynasty be lucky enough to have a proverbial "spare") support the ruler as the "lord of the seas" was not new. Notice Willhelm II and his brother Heinrich, who became the Grand Admiral of the German Navy (and during the reign of Alexander II in Russia, his brother Konstantin was the Admiral of the Russian fleet.)

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George II at the Battle of Dettingen by Robert Alexander Hillingford

The last battle in which a reigning British monarch commanded on the battlefield. The Duke of Noailles later said in a letter to King Louis XV 'They didn’t even advance one step; their infantry in tight formation stood like a merciless wall.’

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Coin of the Day #61 (7/4/2024)

A colonial era coin I found metal detecting here in the US. Happy Fourth of July!

United Kingdom

1735 George II Halfpenny

Found in Berks County, PA 2022

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British Royal Coronation invitations through the ages.

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Equestrian Portrait of King George II

Artist: Joseph Highmore (English, 1692–1780)

Date: c.1743–1745

Medium: Oil paint on canvas

Collection: TATE Britain, London, United Kingdom

Description

Highmore may have painted this small equestrian portrait of George II as a preliminary design for a life-size portrait that remained unexecuted. Several celebrated life-size equestrian portraits, notably those of Anthony Van Dyck and Titian, influence the composition. Although the King wears a fanciful suit of ‘antique’ armour, the portrait may allude specifically to his actual role at the battle of Dettingen in 1743, when he led British and Hanoverian troops to victory against the French. Cosmo, 3rd Duke of Gordon, one of the king’s staunchest allies, probably commissioned the picture.

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Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides (2011, Rob Marshall)

25/06/2024

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It's finally here, people! Forgive the long wait:

The Trials and Tribulations of Trying to Plead to a King

Kensington Palace is now home to a bereaved husband and son. Unfortunately, this is only the start of the tragedy...

Main Characters:

William III - Following the death of his beloved wife and mother of his child, the King of England seeks justice. And he will stop at nothing to get it.

Mary II - The reluctant Queen for many reasons had only her husband and darling son to cherish. Well, until her untimely demise, that is.

Prince Edward - The heir to the British throne after his parents, he ends up caught in a tangle as he gets placed in the middle of his father and the assassin William wants rid of. He is expected to handle this affair like the prince he is. But is he going to end up spiralling downwards??

Hans William Bentinck - The loyal friend of the King who is too stricken with rage to acknowledge his presence.

Arnold Joost van Keppel - Rising to power during the furore, he too has no success trying to recover William from the trauma of the assassination.

Princess Anne - The sister of the late Queen has grown to deeply cherish her young nephew. She also does not approve of William forcing him into a full on war. Which William only realises too late...

Prince George - Anne's husband who also dotes on Edward who confides in him and his wife more than his father.

Clarissa - A young lady who has just moved in from the country. Caught up in the furore, she ends up stuck in a massive nightmare she could have never imagined for herself. There is death on all roads she is forced to travel down. Will she pull through??

Chapter One

1:40 pm, Brompton Road, September 1690:

BANG.

It was a sound absolutely no one wants to hear. Especially not on a carriage ride.

Especially not when you are on the streets, greeting your sovereigns.

BANG.

Again.

And in that moment, every smile on every face vanished, transforming into grimaces of horror, fear and shock.

You couldn't forget, no matter how much you might want to.

Especially not when screaming was heard not only on the narrow, yet crowded streets, but from the inside of the rich carriage now rapidly performing a 180 back to the grand walls of Kensington.

"Mary! Mary, oh goodness - MARY!!"

What?! It can't be -

"MARY!!"

"Drive faster, man! She's bleeding, can't you see that?!"

Who's bleeding??

William III was always known as a quiet, dull, unaffectionate man to most people.

But today, that all changed.

"DRIVE!!!!"

The scream from him was enough for the whip to go down even harder than the last time. He was now holding the unconscious Mary II tightly in his arms.

"NEIGH, NEIGH!!"

The poor horses!!

Clarissa Hemsworth couldn't move. Not even when she hit the concrete. Because all she could feel was feet stabbing her in every corner of her body. The stampede had begun.

There was no denying it.

OW OW, OOF.

2:00 pm, Kensington Palace, September 1690:

The Queen was now plunged into bed while her despairing husband was curled up in the corner of the room, shaking uncontrollably with sobs, his dear Edward drifting between the two, trying to keep composure.

Please don't die Mary, please don't die-

"Your Majesty??" That was Bentinck, shaken.

Only then did the crumpled King look up.

"Find him." A nod. "FIND HIM!! PLEASE!"

"With Godspeed!" That was Edward, with all the strength needed for a prince of England. "We demand whoever did this.. this.. act.. to be punished! IMMEDIATELY!"

Mary please don't die!! -

Mother, please be strong -

"Oh goodness me!!" Dr Radcliffe gasped, straightening back up. "This wound goes deeper than we thought!"

No. Just please, no -

"IT CAN'T BE THAT BAD IF ONE BULLET HIT THE CARRIAGE!!" the prince yelled, storming back over to the bleeding bed, William trailing behind him.

"It Can't Be!!" The King had gone from screaming to sobbing again.

However, soon after, the mob of servants outside heard nothing but silence.

The Prince and Princess of Denmark were kept outside with the servants, Anne in particular banging on the door to get in and help while George had to hold her back. But even they knew the news they were dreading was going to come out of those doors.

"NOOO!!" The King - "NO, NO! NOOO!!"

"Please!! I need in!"

"Anne please, this isn't going to work -"

"Darling Mary, wake up PLEASE!!"

"Mother please, just wake up! -"

Brompton Road, September 1690:

It had taken what seemed like years for Clarissa to find the strength to stand up.

What on dear Earth just happened? Did that just happen? I could vomit. Truly vomit.

Right here, right now.

Was this what she moved here from Devonshire for? Witnessing shootouts at carriage rides??

Well, she was here now.

You have made your grave. Lie in it.

Wait what?! It's 'bed', not 'grave'!

And at that moment, the sky darkened.

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Hi!! Thank you for the tag, beloved Sheep!

Now, for my hear me out cake, one person on it would DEFINITELY be Mary Queen of Scots! She and Queen Victoria were the first two historical figures I was drawn to so a hear me out cake wouldn't be the same without them.

I'm also putting our beloved Charles II, Catherine of Braganza and Nell Gwynne in the cake as well. Why not? I love them so much.

And Rochester and Monmouth as well. Now just crazy Stuart men.

You all obviously know a hear me out cake wouldn't be a hear me out cake without my dear (controversial) James II. The man is now fully integrated into my brain and my soul, haha.

Stupid man with his stupid face and stupid wig and unhinged sexual energy. Alongside those damn legs.

They're beautiful. He's beautiful.

I can't live without him.

Then his wives, Anne Hyde and darling Maria. And Louisa Maria.

I love them.

And then umm, Mary II and William III (Sheep won't want me to steal William but I will anyways) and Anne and George.

Alongside Shrewsbury!

So there you have it. A very crowded hear me out cake.

Tagging @acrossthewavesoftime, @vintagedolce @culpepers-wife and @lavenderrosiefan.

And anyone else who wants to join. :⁠-⁠)

Calling history nerds 🚨🚨🚨

Which historical figure(s) would you put on your hear me put cake?

I would put Thaddeus Kosciuszko and Ulysses S Grant on ofc :) (They can also be someone just for goofiness)

hear me out cake example:

Tag people!!! @allysah @tommy-288 @tompoose @maip--macrothorax @rosemeriwether @pranklinfierce @chaotic-history and everyone else :)

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These two look so friggin alike!!!! 1st: George, Prince of Wales (Now known as King George V) 2nd: Grand Duke Nicholas (Now known as Tsar Nicholas II)

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Meadow Garden II

Pairing: King George III x Reader

Synopsis: The desire to see him was stronger than knowing that it might not last after all

Warnings: Mature

Part III

It has been a month since you discovered that the man you loved and which your heart was yearning for was to get married to a noble lady from Germany. It has also been a month since you called things of between you guys. You didn’t want to stand between his duties as a king and his duties to you as your lover.

So you made the cut yourself ending your relationship.

You heard that the wedding would take place at the Main Chapel in London. You knew he would stay at his new estate in Buckingham Palace with his servants and his right hand man Reynolds. And with the start of their Honeymoon it would be a month until you could catch a glimpse of him.

'Have you heard?' Your father asked you placing tonight dinner in front of you.

You frowned wanting him to continue. 'The King just arrived and it seems he’s alone, without his wife.’ You breathe hitched and you could hear your heart beating faster and faster.

Why was he here? Shouldn’t he be with his wife are they spending their time separately? You couldn’t find and answer and you wished your thoughts would stop looking for any.

'Why are you telling me this?' You asked ignoring the sad look he’s giving you. You loved your father dearly but he kept insisting you to speak to George at least open his letters.

There were at least 20 of them, he would make Reynolds deliver them to you ever other day. The first ones you were destroyed by you not wanting to read what he had to say. But the rest was kept hidden by your father.

To be honest you were thankful for him doing that. You wanted closure and maybe those letters would help you find it.

'I know you still love him despite everything that happened. I’m also pretty sure he still loves you just open the last letter Reynolds brought and decide for yourself. Married or not you can’t hide feelings.'

'We are to different,father' you mumbled.

'In what way? I see a you man loving a beautiful and smart young woman.' He said placing the letters in front of you, it was a whole box but the one that stood out the most was without Royal stamp.

'Royal or not royal those titles shouldn’t define anything.' He patted your head leaving you alone.

𝑀𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒,

𝒯𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝐼 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓉𝓎𝓅𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝐼 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝓂𝓎𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝐹𝒶𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓇 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒. 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝑒 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒹. 𝑀𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓃’𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝑒𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃. 𝒴𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝑒𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅𝓈 𝓂𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔, 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓊𝒷𝓁𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈 𝐼 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈. 𝐼’𝓁𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓃𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝑜𝓅𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒,

𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒢𝑒𝑜𝓇𝑔𝒾𝑒

Your tear droplets started to blur out the ink on the letter. You didn’t bother wiping your tears away why couldn’t you love somebody else.

Why the King of Great Britain? You knew everything had a reason and you didn’t wish to live in agony any longer. You got up getting your cloak hastily. You blew out the candles in front of you not even telling your father that you are leaving.

But he didn’t have to them your father was standing near the window seeing your figure running out of the house. His face was plastered with a content smile, he knew you’d make a good decision.

It was getting darker but you could already see the Estate. You greeted the maids which passed you. You were in your thoughts that you didn’t see yourself running into the man you were looking for.

Reynolds

'Oh my god, I’m sorry Reynolds I didn’t see you' you said helping him up.

‘It’s fine, what are you doing here?' He asked surprised with a visible frown on his forehead. Before you could answer he saw the letter in your hand, and all he did was smirk happily.

‘You’ll find him in his Observatory’ you beamed happily, but before you could even pass him he grabbed your wrist.

'He was not himself so please don’t hurt him, I beg you.' He muttered releasing you from his grasp.

'I won’t Reynolds' you smiled sadly.

You made your way to the Observatory feeling utterly nervous. Each step felt heavier and heavier but you knew what to do. You saw that the door was open and stepping closer you saw his body leaning in front of several blueprints.

'Get out Reynolds' he said in a tone you never really heard from him.

‘It’s me' you said hesitantly.

You could see his body freezing when you voice echoed into the room.

'I must truly be turning into a mad man' he whispered to himself. You step closer Into the room until u stood right behind him.

'You aren’t turning into a mad man' you whispered placing your hand onto his right shoulder to turn him around so he could face you. His eyes were closed and you could see that he wasn’t taking your break up well.

You tugged the letter into your bust and placed your hands onto his cheeks. He didn’t dare to look up his eyes were closed tightly thinking if he opened them you wouldn’t be there anymore.

'Open your eyes for me my love' you whispered stroking his face gently. You saw his trembling hands reaching up to your face, and when he placed his hands onto you cheeks he finally opened his eyes. Realizing that you were were truly there made him break out in tears.

'It’s okey Georgie, I’m here' you muttered placing a kiss onto his forehead. You pulled yourself back wiping his tears away.

'I’m sorry that I left' you said placing a longing kiss onto his lips. He reacted immediately pressing you closer to himself like you’d vanish any minute.

He slipped his tongue into your mouth roaming around like a starved man. Who hasn’t been fed in days. You pulled back breathing heavily but you didn’t waste a second to smash you lips back onto his.

His hands started to roam around your body as you tugged onto his hair wanting to feel him all over you. George pulled back pressing his face onto your chest sucking heavily on them. He wanted to loosen your dress when he felt something poking out of your cleavage. He looked closely and recognized it immediately, it was the last letter he wrote to you.

'You read it' he said looking up to you. You nodded getting it out handing it to him. He opened it seeing all the your dried tears spots.

'Yes I did, that’s why I’m here Georgie'

'I never wanted to hurt you, believe me. This marriage is only political, to have better trading routes between Germany and Britain. I don’t love her and I’ll never love her my love. She is also not delighted about being sold off by her brothers. When I told Reynolds to hand you those letters I had hope, that you would come back to me. But which each letter my hope somewhat disappeared but I still held onto it. Because I knew that someday you’d come back to me. He said showing you the smile you loved the most.

'You truly love me' your said knowing the answer. 'If loved you from the moment I saw you walking through the meadow garden. All my heart wants is you.' He said pressing a kiss onto your lips.

But it was interrupted by loud steps coming closer and closer and a voice yelling.

'GEORGE'

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Me with Mary Queen of Scots, Charles II and his mistresses, Catherine of Braganza, Monmouth, James II, Anne Hyde and Mary of Modena, all the Jacobites, William and Mary and Anne and George.

every time I see a post about our most beloved dead ppl that broke containment with like more than 10k notes I'm hit with such whiplash I feel like I'm passing a carriage with them on it and they're waving and blowing kisses and I'm like holy shit where are you going your majesties

it's not like the British generals, tho, I mean these are MONARCHS most of the time so like. idk why I'm surprised like we are all aware of the existence of James II yes