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    There is an incessant influx of novelty into the world, and yet we tolerate incredible dulness.  I need only suggest what kind of sermons are still listened to in the most enlightened countries. There are such words as joy and sorrow, but they are only the burden of a psalm, sung with a nasal twang, while we believe in the ordinary and mean.  We think that we can change our clothes only. It is said that the British Empire is very large and respectable, and that the United States are a first-rate power.  We do not believe that a tide rises and falls behind every man which can float the British Empire like a chip, if he should ever harbor it in his mind.  Who knows what sort of seventeen-year locust will next come out of the ground?  The government of the world I live in was not framed, like that of Britain, in after-dinner conversations over the wine.
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