* If calamity were only good to restore a fool to his senses, still we might justly say, "that it was good for some thing."
* If calamity were only good to restore a fool to his senses, still we might justly say, "that it was good for some thing."
* If calamity were only good to restore a fool to his senses, still we might justly say, "that it was good for some thing."
* If calamity were only good to restore a fool to his senses, still we might justly say, "that it was good for some thing."
* If calamity were only good to restore a fool to his senses, still we might justly say, "that it was good for some thing."
Yours, &c.
March 5, 1794.
Of what strange influence is this word revolution, that it should thus, like a talisman of romance, keep inchained, as it were, the reasoning faculties of twenty millions of people! France is at this moment looking for the decision of its fate in the quarrels of two miserable clubs, composed of individuals who are either despised or detested. The municipality of Paris favours the Cordeliers, the Convention the Jacobins; and it is easy to perceive, that in this cafe the auxiliaries are principals, and must shortly come to such an open rupture, as will end in the destruction of either one or the other. The world would be uninhabitable, could the combinations of the wicked be permanent; and it is fortunate for the tranquil and upright part of mankind, that the attainment of the purposes for which such combinations are formed, is usually the signal of their dissolution.
The municipality of Paris had been the iniquitous drudges of the Jacobin party in the legislative assembly—they were made the instruments of massacring the prisoners,* of dethroning and executing the king,** and successively of destroying the Brissotine faction,*** filling the prisons with all who were obnoxious to the republicans,**** and of involving a repentant nation in the irremidiable guilt of the Queen's death.—*****