|S. Austin Allibone, comp. Prose Quotations from Socrates to Macaulay. 1880.|
| I know, too, the obstinacy of unbelief in those perverted minds which have no delight but in contemplating the supposed distress and predicting the immediate ruin of their country. These birds of evil presage at all times have grated our ears with their melancholy song; and, by some strange fatality or other, it has generally happened that they have poured forth their loudest and deepest lamentations at the periods of our most abundant prosperity.|Edmund Burke
: Letters on a Regicide Peace,
Letter III., 1797.