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In The Infancy Of Civilization, When Our Island Was As Savage As New Guinea, When Letters And Arts Were Still Unknown To Athens, When Scarcely A Thatched Roofed Hut Stood On What Was Later The Site Of Rome, This Contemned People Had Their Fenced Cities And Cedar Palaces, Their Splendid Temple, Their Fleets Of Merchant Ships, Their Schools Of Sacred Learning, Their Great Statesmen And Soldiers, Their Natural Philosophers, Their Historians And Their Poets.

The History Of Nations, In The Sense In Which I Use The Word, Is Often Best Studied In Works Not Professedly Historical.

Lars Porsena Of Clusium By The Nine Gods He Swore That The Great House Of Tarquin Should Suffer Wrongs No More.

He Who, In An Enlightened And Literary Society, Aspires To Be A Great Poet, Must First Become A Little Child.

The Sweeter Sound Of Woman's Praise.