"the Infancy of the Union." a Discourse Delivered Before the New York Historical Society, Thursday, December 19, 1839
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I have often made this contrast, and have often tried to find, in the annals of Revolutionary France, any thing on which that high principle of our intellectual and moral nature, the poetic instinct, can dwell with pleasure. They were tragic enough; but it was the unvarying, unmitigated tragedy which nauseates the mind with horrors. There was no more poetry in it than there is in the gallows or the bow-string. It was like witchcraft's dread mixture, the fermenta- tion of coarse animal ingredien...ts, without a leaf, or a flower, or a fragrant herb being cast into the boiling cauldron, or ever bubbling to its surface. There was no object of sympathy, or there were ten 44 thousand too many. The Republic itself, even as it sprang from its birth-place, was no creation of beauty. There were the helmet and the sword, and the gorgon shield with all its hissing snakes — but there was not the majestic step or the stately beauty of the Goddess. And when the Republic fell, after it had so often changed its garb from one costume of frippery to another, and so often washed its bloody hands, there is nothing to com- pare it to, in all its mutilated and unpitied deformity, but that most disgusting of its horrible pictures, when Robespierre lay stretched on a table in the Committee of Public Safety, with his hands tied behind him, like a common felon — his jaw broken by his own cowardly pistol-shot, dressed in a sky-blue silk coat, with his powdered hair and his lace ruffles dabbled in his own blood.
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