Depart, ye creators of discord! The soil of liberty is weary of bearing you.

Would ye breathe the atmosphere of the Aventine mount?
The national ship is already prepared for you.

I hear on the shore the impatient cries of the crew; I see the breezes of liberty swelling its sails.

Like Telemachus, ye will go forth on the waters to seek your father; but never will you have to dread the Sicilian rocks, nor the seductions of a Eucharis." Courtesies of pedants, rhetorical personifications, and the invective of maniacs is the prevailing tone.

The same defect characterizes the best speeches, namely, an overexcited brain, a passion for high-sounding terms, the constant use of stilts and an incapacity for seeing things as they are and of so describing them.