Extraordinary Popular Delusions And The Madness Of

Some Love To Roam O'er The Dark Sea's Foam, Where The Shrill Winds Whistle Free.

Of All The Offspring Of Time, Error Is The Most Ancient, And Is So Old And Familiar An Acquaintance, That Truth, When Discovered, Comes Upon Most Of Us Like An Intruder, And Meets The Intruder's Welcome.

Aid The Dawning, Tongue And Pen; Aid It, Hopes Of Honest Men!

Money, Again, Has Often Been A Cause Of The Delusion Of The Multitudes. Sober Nations Have All At Once Become Desperate Gamblers, And Risked Almost Their Existence Upon The Turn Of A Piece Of Paper.

War In Men's Eyes Shall Be A Monster Of Iniquity In The Good Time Coming. Nations Shall Not Quarrel Then, To Prove Which Is The Stronger; Nor Slaughter Men For Glory's Sake; - Wait A Little Longer.