These men left their first country to improve their condition; they quit their resting-place to ameliorate it still more; fortune awaits them everywhere, but happiness they cannot attain.

The desire of prosperity is become an ardent and restless passion in their minds which grows by what it gains.

They early broke the ties which bound them to their natal earth, and they have contracted no fresh ones on their way.

Emigration was at first necessary to them as a means of subsistence; and it soon becomes a sort of game of chance, which they pursue for the emotions it excites as much as for the gain it procures.
Sometimes the progress of man is so rapid that the desert reappears behind him.

The woods stoop to give him a passage, and spring up again when he has passed.