The prince of peace signing the Portugal Treaty

British Museum catalogue: Godoy, as a savage and swashbuckling Spanish officer, forces two kneeling and terrified Portuguese to sign a peace treaty. His foot is on the document...with an arrogant and minatory gesture he puts the point of his large sabre on his signature: Prince of Peace. Close behind Godoy are ranks of Spanish soldiers, who level their muskets at the two Portuguese. Behind the latter on rising ground is the wall of a fortified town which is in flames; through a gateway women and children call for help. Godoy holds two muskets against his left shoulder; in his belt are four pistols; a dagger is thrust through the upturned brim of his feathered hat. All the Spaniards wear feathered hats and quasi-Elizabethan costume with slashed doublets and hose, and low top-boots. The Portuguese are similiarly dressed, but without hats, and with breeches reaching below the knee. British Museum catalogue: Godoy, as a savage and swashbuckling Spanish officer, forces two kneeling and terrified Portuguese to sign a peace treaty. His foot is on the document...with an arrogant and minatory gesture he puts the point of his large sabre on his signature: Prince of Peace. Close behind Godoy are ranks of Spanish soldiers, who level their muskets at the two Portuguese. Behind the latter on rising ground is the wall of a fortified town which is in flames; through a gateway women and children call for help. Godoy holds two muskets against his left shoulder; in his belt are four pistols; a dagger is thrust through the upturned brim of his feathered hat. All the Spaniards wear feathered hats and quasi-Elizabethan costume with slashed doublets and hose, and low top-boots. The Portuguese are similiarly dressed, but without hats, and with breeches reaching below the knee. Published July 22, 1801 by S. W. Fores, 50 Piccadilly Caption: Folios of Caracatures lent out for the Evening Caption: Pubd July 22d 1801 by S W Fores 50 Piccadilly Dialogue: Godoy: Come Sir speedily, or I shall put the whole Country to the sword, Men, Woemen & children -- I will not be trifled with!! remember I am the Prince of Peace. Portuguese plenipotentiary: For Heavens sake stop this effusion of Blood, let the destruction of three Citys suffice you. the Cries of oblige me to to, Yes I do know You are the Prince of Peace Text: Treaty of P[eace] between...