ever. Never, never more shall we behold that generous 
     loyalty to rank and sex, that proud submission, that 
     dignified obedience, that subordination of the heart, 
     which kept alive, even in servitude itself, the spirit of an 
     exalted freedom. The unbought grace of life, the cheap 
     defence of nations, the nurse of manly sentiment and 
     heroic enterprise, is gone! It is gone, that sensibility of 
     principle, that charity of honor, which felt a stain like a 
     wound, which inspired courage whilst it mitigated ferocity, 
     which ennobled whatever it touched, and under which vice 
     itself lost half its evil, by losing all its grossness.

     And here is William Cobbett, the cool Saxon, in his A  
Years’ Residence in America  (1795) recording his amazement 
at the new kind of man made there by print culture: