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To him who in the love of Nature holds Communion with her visible forms, she speaks A various language.
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These struggling tides of life that seemIn wayward, aimless course to tend,Are eddies of the mighty streamThat rolls to its appointed end.
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Remorse is virtue's root; its fair increase are fruits of innocence and blessedness.
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The blacks of this region are a cheerful, careless, dirty, race, not hard worked, and in many respects indulgently treated. It is of course the desire of the master that his slaves shall be laborious; on the other hand it is the determination of the slave to lead as easy a life as he can. The master has the power of punishment on his side; the slave, on his, has invincible inclination, and a thousand expedients learned by long practice... Good natured though imperfect and slovenly obedience on one side, is purchased by good treatment on the other.
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Truth gets well if she is run over by a locomotive, while error dies of lockjaw if she scratches her finger.
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