y; is an apostate from the order of
manhood, and ought to be considered as one who
hath not only given up the proper dignity of man,
but sunk himself beneath the rank of animals, and
contemptibly crawls through the world like a worm.
However, it matters very little now what the king
of England either says or does; he hath wickedly
broken through every moral and human obligation,
trampled nature and conscience under his feet;
and, by a steady and unconstitutional spirit of
insolence and cruelty, procured for himself an
universal hatred."
"There is surely something singularly benevolent
in the character of our sovereign. From the moment
he ascended the throne, there is no crime of which
human nature is capable (and I call upon the
recorder to witness it) that has not appeared
venial in his sight."--Let. 48.
"I know that man [the king] much better than any
of you. _Nature_ intended him only for a good
humored fool. A systematical education, with long
practice, has made him a consummate hypocrite....
What would have been the triumph of that odious
hypocrite and his minions if Wilkes had been
defeated? It was not your fault, reverend sir,
that he did not enjoy it completely."--Let. 51, to
Rev. Mr. Horne.
I shall now give two passages from another portion of Mr. Paine's work
to parallel with the last two of Junius on the king:
"Good heavens! what volumes of thanks does America
owe to Britain! What infinite obligation to the
tool that fills with paradoxical vacancy the
throne!"--Crisis, iii.
"The connection between vice and meanness is a fit
subject for satire, but when the satire is a fact
it cuts with the irresistible power of a diamond.
If a Quaker, in defense of his just rights, his
property, and the chastity of his house, takes up
a musket he is expelled the meeting; but the
present king of England, who seduced and took into
keeping a sister of their society, is reverenced
and supported by repeated testimonies, while the
friendly noodle from whom she was taken, and who
is now in this city, continues a drudge in the
service of his rival, as if proud of being
cuckolded by a c
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