would have admitted indefinite amendment: you are no great favourite with us or with the rest of the world; but you said one excellent thing, for which we look on you with benevolence, nay, almost with respect. We scarcely know whether to smile at its wit, or to sigh at its wisdom. Mark this truth, all ye gentlemen of England, who would make laws as the Romans made fasces,—a bundle of rods with an axe in the middle; mark it! and remember! long may it live, allied with hope in ourselves, but with gratitude in our children;—long after the Book which it now 'adorns' and 'points' has gone to its dusty slumber;—long, long after the feverish hand which now writes it down, can defend or enforce it no more!—"The very worst use to which you can put a man is to hang him!"
THE END.
LONDON:
PRINTED BY SAMUEL BENTLEY,
Dorset-street, Fleet-street.
