text:  Every labourer in France whose sweat had flowed for the benefit of others whose goods had been seized by the exactors of the Taille and the Gabelle [1] the fruits of whose soil had been wasted because he was not allowed to sell them at the neighbouring market whose domestic happiness had been polluted or whose self-respect had been lowered by injuries and insults all retribution for which was hopeless might well be expected to value these advantages more than life itself