Lastly, by visiting other countries, a subject of Great Britain will acquire a greater esteem than ever for the constitution of his own. Freed from vulgar prejudices, he will perceive, that the blessings and advantages which his countrymen enjoy, do not flow from their superiority in wisdom, courage, or virtue, over the other nations of the world, but, in some degree, from the peculiarity of their situation in an island; and, above all, from those just and equitable laws which secure property, that mild free government which abhors tyranny, protects the meanest subject, and leaves the mind of man to its own exertions, unrestrained by those arbitrary, capricious, and impolitic shackles, which confine and weaken its noblest endeavours in almost every other country of the world. This animates industry, creates fertility, and scatters plenty over the boisterous island of Great Britain, with a profusion unknown in the neighbouring nations, who behold with astonishment such numbers of British subjects, of both sexes, and of all ages, roaming discontented through the lands of despotism, in search of that happiness, which, if satiety and the wanton restlessness of wealth would permit, they have a much better prospect of enjoying in their own country.
Cœlum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt. Strenua nos exercet inertia, navibus atque Quadrigis petimus bene vivere. Quod petis, hic est.
TRANSLATIONS OF THE LATIN AND ITALIAN QUOTATIONS IN THE SECOND VOLUME.
The wretched father running to their aid, With pious haste, but vain, they next invade.
How beautiful he is! O how beautiful he is!
O God, where am I? what pleasure ravishes my soul!
The memory of Cassius and Brutus made a deeper impression on the minds of the spectators, on this very account, that their statues were _not_ seen in the procession.
Many have held the empire longer; none ever relinquished it from more generous motives.
Now by rich Circe’s coast they bend their way.
Last with her martial troops all sheathed in brass, Camilla came, a queen of Volscian race; Nor were the web or loom the virgin’s care, But arms and coursers, and the toils of war. She led the rapid race, and left behind The flagging floods, and pinions of the wind: Lightly she flies along the level plain, Nor hurts the tender grass, nor bends the golden grain.