My Bursting Heart Must Find Vent At

These Are The Times When A Genius Wants To Live.

These Are Times In Which A Genius Would Wish To Live. It Is Not In The Still Calm Of Life, Or The Repose Of A Pacific Station, That Great Characters Are Formed.

The Reins Of Government Have Been So Long Slackened, That I Fear The People Will Not Quietly Submit To Those Restraints Which Are Necessary For The Peace And Security Of The Community.

A People Fired ... With Love Of Their Country And Of Liberty, A Zeal For The Public Good, And A Noble Emulation Of Glory, Will Not Be Disheartened Or Dispirited By A Succession Of Unfortunate Events. But Like Them, May We Learn By Defeat The Power Of Becoming Invincible.

You Cannot Know, Should I Discribe To You; The Feelings Of A Parent . . . . Four Years Have Already Past Away Since You Left Your Native Land, And This Rural Cottage-humble Indeed, When Compared To The Palaces You Have Visited, And The Pomp You Have Been Witness To. But I Dare Say You Have Not Been So Inattentive An Observer, As To Suppose That Sweet Peace, And Contentment, Cannot Inhabit The Lowly Roof, And Bless The Tranquil Inhabitants, Equally Guarded And Protected, In Person And Property, In This Happy Country, As Those Who Reside In The Most Elegant And Costly Dwellings.