They are her tigers.
She does not mingle jackals with them.
She puts and keeps apart the disgusting beasts.

M.Bonaparte will be with Claudius, with Ferdinand VII of Spain, with Ferdinand II of Naples, in the hyena cage.
He is a bit of a brigand, and a great deal of a knave.

One is always conscious of the poor prince of industry, who lived from hand to mouth in England; his present prosperity, his triumph, his empire, and his inflation amount to nothing; the purple mantle trails over shoes down at heel.

Napoleon the Little, nothing more, nothing less.

The title of this book is well chosen.
The meanness of his vices prejudices the grandeur of his crimes.