We shall grant all this, but it must still be admitted, that it were totally inconsistent with the elegant genius and chaste taste of Tacitus to make a tatooed, nose-ringed, naked Hottentot of a chief expatiate, in a stream of eloquence which has never been surpassed, on the sacred beauty of freedom, the anathematised deformity of slavery, and to conjure a band of untamed barbarians, rude of intellect and savage of mind, by the glory of their ancestors to protect their country and to vindicate its rights.