Note 32 — Chapter I

“Degenerate trade, whose minions could despise The heart-born anguish of a thousand cries; Could lock with impious hands its teaming stores, Whilst famished nations died along its shores; Could mock the groans of fellow men, and bear The curse of kingdoms peopled with despair; Could stamp disgrace on man’s polluted name, And barter with their gold eternal shame.”—Campbell.