have a sympathy with him. Are they forced upon
him? The whole business between them and the
nominal king will be mutual counteraction. In
all other countries the office of ministers of state
is of the highest dignity. In France it is full
of peril, and incapable of glory. Rivals, however,
they will have in their nothingness, whilst shallow
ambition exists in the world, or the desire of a miserable
salary is an incentive to short-sighted avarice.
Those competitors of the ministers are enabled by
your Constitution to attack them in their vital parts,
whilst they have not the means of repelling their charges
in any other than the degrading character of culprits.
The ministers of state in Prance are the only persons
in that country who are incapable of a share in the
national councils. What ministers! What councils!
What a nation!—But they are responsible.
It is a poor service that is to be had from responsibility.
The elevation of mind to be derived from fear will
never make a nation glorious. Responsibility prevents
crimes. It makes all attempts against the laws
dangerous. But for a principle of active and
zealous service, none but idiots could think of it.
Is the conduct of a war to be trusted to a man who
may abhor its principle,—who, in every
step he may take to render it successful, confirms
the power of those by whom he is oppressed? Will
foreign states seriously treat with him who has no
prerogative of peace or war,—no, not so
much as in a single vote by himself or his ministers,
or by any one whom he can possibly influence?
A state of contempt is not a state for a prince:
better get rid of him at once.
I know it will be said that these humors in the court
and executive government will continue only through
this generation, and that the king has been brought
to declare the dauphin shall be educated in a conformity
to his situation. If he is made to conform to
his situation, he will have no education at all.
His training must be worse even than that of an arbitrary
monarch. If he reads,—whether he reads
or not, some good or evil genius will tell him his
ancestors were kings. Thenceforward his object
must be to assert himself and to avenge his parents.
This you will say is not his duty. That may be;
but it is Nature; and whilst you pique Nature against
you, you do unwisely to trust to duty. In this
futile scheme of polity, the state nurses in its bosom,
for the present, a source of weakness, perplexity,
counteraction, inefficiency, and decay; and it prepares
the means of its final ruin. In short, I see
nothing in the executive force (I cannot call it authority)
that has even an appearance of vigor, or that has the
smallest degree of just correspondence or symmetry
or amicable relation with the supreme power, either
as it now exists, or as it is planned for the future
government.