than when that, which ought to follow as an effect,
goes before under a vain notion that it will be a
cause.—Let us attend to the springs of action,
and we shall not be deceived. The works of peace
cannot flourish in a country governed by an intoxicated
Despot; the motions of whose distorted benevolence
must be still more pernicious than those of his cruelty.
’
I have bestowed; I have created; I have
regenerated; I have been pleased to organize;’—this
is the language perpetually upon his lips, when his
ill-fated activities turn that way. Now commerce,
manufactures, agriculture, and all the peaceful arts,
are of the nature of virtues or intellectual powers:
they cannot be given; they cannot be stuck in here
and there; they must spring up; they must grow of themselves:
they may be encouraged; they thrive better with encouragement,
and delight in it; but the obligation must have bounds
nicely defined; for they are delicate, proud, and
independent. But a Tyrant has no joy in any thing
which is endued with such excellence: he sickens
at the sight of it: he turns away from it, as
an insult to his own attributes. We have seen
the present ruler of France publicly addressed as
a Providence upon earth; styled, among innumerable
other blasphemies, the supreme Ruler of things; and
heard him say, in his answers, that he approved of
the language of those who thus saluted him. (
See
Appendix E.)—Oh folly to think that
plans of reason can prosper under such countenance!
If this be the doom of France, what a monster would
be the double-headed tyranny of Spain!
It is immutably ordained that power, taken and exercised
in contempt of right, never can bring forth good.
Wicked actions indeed have oftentimes happy issues:
the benevolent economy of nature counter-working and
diverting evil; and educing finally benefits from injuries,
and turning curses to blessings. But I am speaking
of good in a direct course. All good in this
order—all moral good—begins and
ends in reverence of right. The whole Spanish
People are to be treated not as a mighty multitude
with feeling, will, and judgment; not as rational
creatures;—but as objects without reason;
in the language of human law, insuperably laid down
not as Persons but as Things. Can good come from
this beginning; which, in matter of civil government,
is the fountain-head and the main feeder of all the
pure evil upon earth? Look at the past history
of our sister Island for the quality of foreign oppression:
turn where you will, it is miserable at best; but,
in the case of Spain!—it might be said,
engraven upon the rocks of her own Pyrenees,
Per me si va nella citta dolente;
Per me si va nell’ eterno
dolore;
Per me si va tra la perduta
gente.