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XI. page 67
`Much of this would do for a patriot and philanthropist of the
highest class--for a Pym, a Hampden, or a Wilberforce; or, we
could fancy, a son of Andrew Marvell, vowing over his grave "to
endeavour to imitate the virtues and emulate the self-sacrificing
patriotism of so estimable a parent, and so good a man." But we
can hardly fancy, we cannot leave, a son of Duncombe in such a
frame of mind. We cannot say to _HIM_--
Macte nova virtute, puer; sic itur ad astra.
"In virtue renewed go on; thus to the skies we go."
We are unfeignedly reluctant to check a filial effusion, or to
tell disagreeable truths; but there are occasions when a sense of
public duty imperatively requires them to be told.
`Why did this exemplary parent die poor? When did he abandon the
allurements of a patrician circle? He died poor because he
wasted a fine fortune. If he abandoned a patrician circle,
it was because he was tired of it, or thought he could make a
better thing of democracy. If he conquered his passions, it was,
like St Evremond--by indulging them.
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