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“THERE is not,” observes a spirited French writer, “any language which may be deemed compleat; any that can express all our ideas, and all our sensations; their shades are imperceptible, and too numerous. No one can precisely reveal the degree of sensation which he feels. We are constrained, for instance, to describe, under the general name of Love and Hate, all their variety of passion. It is thus also of our Griefs and Pleasures; so that all languages but imperfectly express the sensations of man.”