" ... Is it not singular, and almost touching, to see Paris City drawn out, in the meek May nights, in civic ceremony, which they call 'SOUPER FRATERNEL,' Brotherly Supper?... See it, O Night! With cheerfully pledged wine-cup, hobnobbing to the Reign of Liberty, Equality, Brotherhood, with their wives in best ribands, with their little ones romping round, the Citoyens, in frugal Love-feast, sit there. Night in her wide empire sees nothing similar. O my brothers, why is the reign of Brotherhood _not_ come; It is come, it shall have come, say the Citoyens frugally hobnobbing.--Ah me! these everlasting stars, do they not look down 'like glistening eyes, bright with immortal pity, over the lot o…
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