Old Tubal Cain Was A Man Of

The King Can Drink The Best Of Wine -so Can I;and Has Enough When He Would Dine -so Have I;and Can Not Order Rain Or Shine -nor Can I.then Where's The Difference - Let Me See -betwixt My Lord The King And Me?

In Reading The History Of Nations, We Find That, Like Individuals, They Have Their Whims And Their Peculiarities, Their Seasons Of Excitement And Recklessness, When They Care Not What They Do. We Find That Whole Communities Suddenly Fix Their Minds Upon One Object And Go Mad In Its Pursuit; That Millions Of People Become Simultaneously Impressed With One Delusion, And Run After It, Till Their Attention Is Caught By Some New Folly More Captivating Than The First.

There Is Scarcely An Occurrence In Nature Which, Happening At A Certain Time, Is Not Looked Upon By Some Persons As A Prognosticator Either Of Good Or Evil. The Latter Are In The Greatest Number, So Much More Ingenious Are We In Tormenting Ourselves Than In Discovering Reasons For Enjoyment In The Things That Surround Us.

Aid The Dawning, Tongue And Pen; Aid It, Hopes Of Honest Men!

Extraordinary Popular Delusions And The Madness Of Crowds