Wheatfields, one would think, cannot come to grow untilled; no man made clayey, or made weary thereby;--unless indeed machinery will do it?
Gratuitous Tailors and Restaurateurs may start up, at fit intervals, one as yet sees not how.

But if each will, according to rule of Benevolence, have a care for all, then surely--no one will be uncared for.

Nay, who knows but, by sufficiently victorious Analysis, 'human life may be indefinitely lengthened,' and men get rid of Death, as they have already done of the Devil?
We shall then be happy in spite of Death and the Devil .-- So preaches magniloquent Philosophism her Redeunt Saturnia regna.
The prophetic song of Paris and its Philosophes is audible enough in the Versailles Oeil-de-Boeuf; and the Oeil-de-Boeuf, intent chiefly on nearer blessedness, can answer, at worst, with a polite "Why not ?" Good old cheery Maurepas is too joyful a Prime Minister to dash the world's joy.

Sufficient for the day be its own evil.

Cheery old man, he cuts his jokes, and hovers careless along; his cloak well adjusted to the wind, if so be he may please all persons.