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III.

“Did not Josiah Quincy say,
“In congress only t'other day,

Mr. Quincy is I understand a famous prophet, the Richard Brothers of the Eastern States of America, and their oracle in the Congress of the United States. The speech to which Sir Bolus alludes is full of prophetic denunciations, uttered, as I am told, with all the fury of a sybil, but without her inspiration it would seem. Like the unhappy Cassandra, he appears to be for ever prophesying, without ever having the good fortune to be believed. Cassandra, however, was always revenged on the incredulity of mankind by the fulfillment of her predictions; whereas, it is I understand observed of this honourable gentleman, that he has neither the pleasure of being believed when he tells of futurity, nor the melancholy consolation of being justified by the event.

I remember he predicted the ruin of that country, if the bank of the United States was refused a renewal of its charter, and many of my friends on that event taking place, in great consternation wrote to America, to dispose of their public stock, supposing that an immediate dissolution of the confederacy would ensue. Indeed from a observation of his speeches for sometime past, it will appear that there was hardly any measure of a national nature, that did not loom before his prophetic vision, as the sad precursor of the ruin of the country. Yet it would seem that country, like an obstinante patient, whom some prophetic quack had foredoomed to death, still wickedly and indecorously survives, in spite of the Doctor's own potent endeavours to the contrary; a monument of his incapacity either to foretell, or to bring about his own predictions. For most assuredly it appears, from the view which we on this side the water are enabled to take of American affairs, that if the Union of the States is not speedily dissolved, it will not be owing to any want of exertion on the part of Mr. Quincy or his friends.


“That Britain's power was unconfin'd,
“As raging flood, or freeborn wind?
“That in three months no Yankey sail,
“Would spread its bosom to the gale?
“With such encouragement we came,
“In hope to share the glorious game,
“And line our coffers with that gold;
“The love of which makes bord'rers bold.
“And yet by our bright ruling star,
“The star of plunder and of war,
“Save neutral, or d---d oyster boat,
“Not fit on ocean's wave to float,
“A skiff, a veritable log,
“As none, but vent'rous Yankey dog,
“Would trust his carcase in a mile,
“Though ocean wore her sweetest smile;

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“Save such vile prey, our cruise has been,
“The vilest cruise that o'er was seen.”