This gentleman, the son of Mr. John Hanbury, a director of the South-Sea company, was thrice successively a representative of the county of Monmouth, and in 1744 was created a knight of the Bath. In the year 1746 he was sent ambassador to the Court of Berlin, and afterwards to that of St. Petersburgh, and died in 1759, a few months subsequent to his return from Russia. He was the author of a variety of small poems written with ease and spirit, and which are dispersed through the volumes of Dodsley and other collectors. His only prose composition which has been published, forms No. 37 of the World, and contains, in the history of Mary Trueman, a most striking detail, partly serious, and partly ludicrous, of the miseries of dependence. Being of unusual length, it was prefaced by the editor in these terms: "The following letter is written with so much nature and simplicity, that, rather than curtail it of its length, I have thought proper (as I once did before) to extend my paper to another half sheet;" a compliment which the narrative of Sir Charles highly merited.