Ireland in the Days of Dean Swift (Irish Tracts, 1720 to 1734)Swift, Jonathan
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Ireland in the Days of Dean Swift (Irish Tracts, 1720 to 1734)
Swift, Jonathan
Ireland -- History -- 18th century; Swift, Jonathan, 1667-1745
The fourteenth is, a disposition of the people of a country to wear their
own manufactures, and import as few incitements to luxury, either in
clothes, furniture, food, or drink, as they can possibly live
conveniently without.
There are many other causes of a nation's thriving, which I at present
cannot recollect; but without advantage from at least some of these, after
turning my thoughts a long time, I am not able to discover whence our
wealth proceeds, and therefore would gladly be better informed. In the
meantime, I will here examine what share falls to Ireland of these causes,
or of the effects and consequences.
It is not my intention to complain, but barely to relate facts; and the
matter is not of small importance. For it is allowed, that a man who lives
in a solitary house, far from help, is not wise in endeavouring to acquire
in the neighbourhood the reputation of being rich; because those who come
for gold, will go off with pewter and brass, rather than return empty: and
in the common practice of the world, those who possess most wealth, make
the least parade; which they leave to others, who have nothing else to
bear them out in showing their faces on the Exchange.
As to the first cause of a nation's riches, being the fertility of the
soil, as well as temperature of the climate, we have no reason to
complain; for, although the quantity of unprofitable land in this kingdom,
reckoning bog and rock and barren mountain, be double in proportion to
what it is in England; yet the native productions, which both kingdoms
deal in, are very near on an equality in point of goodness, and might,
with the same encouragement, be as well manufactured. I except mines and
minerals; in some of which, however, we are only defective in point of
skill and industry. In the second, which is the industry of the people,
our misfortune is not altogether owing to our own fault, but to a million
of discouragements.
The conveniency of ports and havens, which nature has bestowed so
liberally on this kingdom, is of no more use to us than a beautiful
prospect to a man shut up in a dungeon.
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