Nor has the pestilential philosophism of France made any progress in Spain.

No flight of infidel harpies has alighted upon their ground.

A Spanish understanding is a hold too strong to give way to the meagre tactics of the 'Systeme de la Nature;' or to the pellets of logic which Condillac has cast in the foundry of national vanity, and tosses about at hap-hazard--self-persuaded that he is proceeding according to art.

The Spaniards are a people with imagination: and the paradoxical reveries of Rousseau, and the flippancies of Voltaire, are plants which will not naturalise in the country of Calderon and Cervantes.

Though bigotry among the Spaniards leaves much to be lamented; I have proved that the religious habits of the nation must, in a contest of this kind, be of inestimable service.
Yet further: contrasting the present condition of Spain with that of France at the commencement of her revolution, we must not overlook one characteristic; the Spaniards have no division among themselves by and through themselves; no numerous Priesthood--no Nobility--no large body of powerful Burghers--from passion, interest, and conscience--opposing the end which is known and felt to be the duty and only honest and true interest of all.