Line 2.0.0 panions and my parents'? Can I not conclude,

Line 2.0.1 from the sweet sensations awakened' by the re

Line 2.0.2 membrance of my childhood, that my happi

Line 2.0.3 ness -will be complete? What mad fellow

Line 2.0.4 urges' me on to self-destruction ? But what

Line 2.0.5 can be done in this world ? Since I have to, is

Line 2.0.6 it not better to kill myself? If T ?was over

Line 2.0.7 sixty years of age I would respect the preju

Line 2.0.8 dices of my fellow-creatures, and would wait

Line 2.0.9 patiently for nature to accomplish its work;

Line 2.0.10 but since I commence to experience unhappi

Line 2.0.11 ness, and since nothing gives me pleasure, why

Line 2.0.12 should I endure days in which I succeed

Line 2.0.13 in nothing? How' far men arc from

Line 2.0.14 nature ! How cowardly, vile, and cringing they

Line 2.0.15 are ! What is the spectacle I shall witness in

Line 2.0.16 mv country ? Fellow-countrymen loaded with

Line 2.0.17 chains, all trembling, kissing the hand that

Line 2.0.18 oppresses them. They are no longer brave

Line 2.0.19 Corsicans animated by heroic virtues, and the'

Line 2.0.20 enemies of tyrants, luxury, and base

Line 2.0.21 courtesans. Proud and full of the noble con

Line 2.0.22 j sciousness of his own personal importance, a

Line 2.0.23 j Corsican was formerly happy. If he had

Line 2.0.24 I occupied his day in transacting public busi

Line 2.0.25 j ness, the night was spent in the tender arms of

Line 2.0.26 & dearly-loved wife ; his reason and his

Line 2.0.27 enthusiasm obliterated all the troubles of the

Line 2.0.28 day, tenderness and nature rendered the night

Line 2.0.29 comparable to that of gods. But with liberty

Line 2.0.30 those happy days have vanished like a dream.

Line 2.0.31 Frenchmen ! Not content v.ith having

Line 2.0.32 despoiled us of all we loved, you have

Line 2.0.33 corrupted our manners. The present con

Line 2.0.34 dition of my country, and my power

Line 2.0.35 lessness to change it, are additional

Line 2.0.36 reasons for me to leave* a land where I am

Line 2.0.37 obliged by duty to praise men whom I ought

Line 2.0.38 by virtue to hate. When I arrive in my

Line 2.0.39 country how am I to act, and what am I to

Line 2.0.40 do? When the mother country has ceased to

Line 2.0.41 exist a good citizen should die. If^Ihad to

Line 2.0.42 destroy but one man in order to deliver my

Line 2.0.43 fellow-countrymen I would start at once. I?would

Line 2.0.44 plunge the avenging dagger up to the hilt in

Line 2.0.45 the breast of the tyrant. My life is a

Line 2.0.46 burden, because I taste no pleasure, and

Line 2.0.47 becaijse, for me, everything is wearisome.

Line 2.0.48 My life is a burden, because I live, and must

Line 2.0.49 probably always live, with _men whose

Line 2.0.50 thoughts and manners are as different from

Line 2.0.51 mine as the silver moonlight is different from

Line 2.0.52 the light of the sun. I cannot, then, follow

Line 2.0.53 the only manner of living that could make

Line 2.0.54 life bearable for me, whence it follows that I