A fellow in a market town, Most musical, cried razors up and down.

Care to our coffin adds a nail, no doubt, And every grin so merry draws one out.

No, let the monarch's bags and others hold The flattering, mighty, nay, al-mighty gold.

What rage for fame attends both great and small! Better be damned than mentioned not at all.

But what all the violence of the feudal institutions could never have effected, the silent and insensible operation of foreign commerce and manufactures gradua…

The elaborate financial interdependence of the modern world has grown up in spite of ourselves. Men are fundamentally just as disposed as they were at any time…

The more our commercial system gains in complication, the more does the common prosperity of us all come to depend upon the due performance of all contracts. C…