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IN WHICH ALE IS SHOWN TO HAVE ONE QUALITY OF WINE.
To proclaim that yon ribs of beef and yonder ruddy Britons have met, is to furnish matter for an hour's comfortable meditation.
Digest the fact.

Here the Fates have put their seal to something Nature clearly devised.

It was intended; and it has come to pass.

A thing has come to pass which we feel to be right! The machinery of the world, then, is not entirely dislocated: there is harmony, on one point, among the mysterious powers who have to do with us.
Apart from its eloquent and consoling philosophy, the picture is pleasant.