...d which now lie at Civita Vecchia, waiting for me if I ever return that way. 'T is a melancholy tour, this through Europe; and I do not understand how any one can return from it without being, in Coleridge 's phrase, a sadder and a wiser man. Every reflecting mind at home must be struck with the many social evils which prevail around; but the most careless eye cannot avoid seeing the painful contrast...