He was disposed for an easy, joyous, luxurious, princely life.

Banquets, masquerades, tournaments, the chase, interspersed with the routine of official duties, civil and military, seemed likely to fill out his life.

His hospitality, like his fortune, was almost regal.

While the King and the foreign envoys were still in the Netherlands, his house, the splendid Nassau palace of Brussels, was ever open.

He entertained for the monarch, who was, or who imagined himself to be, too poor to discharge his own duties in this respect, but he entertained at his own expense.