The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 03 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 03 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
On the other hand, a commercial spirit is a very weak as well as
dangerous substitute for a spirit of freedom: a sense of self-interest,
of mere mercenary advantage, can but ill supply the place of principle.
The love of gain, however active or persevering this principle may be in
accomplishing its own particular ends, can never be safely trusted to as
an _ally_ in a cause where there are other objects to be attended to.
Men who are actuated by this sole principle will very obstinately, no
doubt, defend their wealth, while they can retain it; but when that is
no longer the case, they will think nothing else worth retaining, and
meanly compromise their independence for their safety. That common
birthright which they receive from nature, in which every Englishman has
an equal interest as such, appears of little value in their eyes.
Liberty is in their eyes a coarse homely figure, but for the jewels that
sparkle in her hair, and the rings on her fingers. It is inconceivable
to them how a man can have any attachment to a simple shed, or can take
any pride in his title to that respect, which is due to him only because
he feels himself to be free. They will defend England as connected with
her colonies, with her proud canopies of Eastern state, her distant
spicy groves and the rich spoils of her Western isles; but will they
defend her as she is England, as their country? Strip her of her
conquests, her slaves, and her plantations, her bales of goods, her gold
and silver, and leave her only herself, what would there be in all the
rest worth the labour of a struggle? Her barren acres, her brave,
simple, generous, honest-hearted, hardy race of men, her liberty, her
fame, her integrity they look upon with the most sovereign contempt and
indifference, and would be ready to sacrifice them all for the purchase
of some new golden settlement, ‘some happier island in the watery waste—
‘Where slaves no more their native land behold,
But fiends torment, and Christians thirst for gold.’
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