The moment he deliberates, that moment his reason, the fortress, is lost, the walls shake, down it comes,--and at the same moment enters Nobkissin into the citadel of his honor and integrity, with colors flying, with drums beating, and Mr.
Burke uses a metaphor to illustrate the loss of integrity when one contemplates accepting bribes.
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They will become flatterers instead of legislators,--the instruments, not the guides of the people.
I would not exclude alteration neither; but even when I changed, it should be to preserve.
Whatever they are, I wish my countrymen rather to recommend to our neighbors the example of the British Constitution than to take models from them for the improvement of our own.
They come from one who has been no tool of power, no flatterer of greatness, and who in his last acts does not wish to belie the tenor of his life.
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