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Eternities and deepest Death-kingdoms, are indispensable alike to the noblest (150 art not an alien; thou everywhere art a | Worker and to the least noble: denizen! Complain not; the very Spar One thing only I will say here, in tans did not complain.
special reference to the former class, the And who art thou that braggest of (100 noble and noblest; but throwing light on thy life of Idleness; complacently showest all the other classes and their arrangements thy bright gilt equipages; sumptuous cush of this difficult matter: The "wages” of ions; appliances for folding of the hands every noble Work do yet lie in Heaven to mere sleep? Looking up, looking | or else Nowhere. Not in Bank-of-Engdown, around, behind or before, discernest land bills, in Owen's Labor-bank, or thou, if it be not in Mayfair alone, any any the most improved establishment (160 idle hero, saint, god, or even devil? Not of banking and money-changing, needest a vestige of one. In the Heavens, in the | thou, heroic soul, present thy account Earth, in the Waters under the Earth, is of earnings. Human banks and labornone like unto thee. Thou art an (110 banks know thee not; or know thee after original figure in this Creation; a denizen generations and centuries have passed in Mayfair alone, in this extraordinary away, and thou art clean gone from Century or Half-Century alone! One | “rewarding,”—all manner of bank-drafts, monster there is in the world: the idle shop-tills, and Downing-street Exchequers man. What is his “Religion”? That lying very invisible, so far from thee! Nature is a Phantasm, where cunning Nay, at bottom, dost thou need any (170 beggary or thievery may sometimes find reward? Was it thy aim and life-purgood victual. That God is a lie; and pose to be filled with good things for thy that Man and his Life are a lie.—Alas, heroism; to have a life of pomp and ease, alas, who of us is there that can say, I (120 and be what men call “happy," in this have worked? The faithfulest of us are world, or in any other world? I answer unprofitable servants; the faithfulest of for thee deliberately, No. The whole us know that best. The faithfulest of us spiritual secret of the new epoch lies in may say, with sad and true old Samuel, this, that thou canst answer for thyself, “Much of my life has been trifled away!”. with thy whole clearness of head and But he that has, and except “on public heart, deliberately, No!
(180 occasions " professes to have, no function My brother, the brave man has to give but that of going idle in a graceful or | his Life away. Give it, I advise thee; graceless manner; and of begetting sons —thou dost not expect to sell thy Life to go idle; and to address Chief Spin- (130 in an adequate manner? What price, for ners and Diggers, who at least are spin example, would content thee? The just ning and digging, “Ye scandalous persons | price of thy LIFE to thee,—why, God's who produce too much”—My Corn-Law entire Creation to thyself, the whole Unifriends, on what imaginary still richer verse of Space, the whole Eternity of Eldorados, and true iron-spikes with law Time, and what they hold: that is the of gravitation, are ye rushing!
price which would content thee; that, (190 As to the Wages of Work there might and if thou wilt be candid, nothing short innumerable things be said; there will | of that! It is thy all; and for it thou and must yet innumerable things be said wouldst have all. Thou art an unreasonand spoken, in St. Stephen's and out (140 able mortal;—or rather thou art a poor of St. Stephen's; and gradually not a few | infinite mortal, who, in thy narrow claythings be ascertained and written, on prison here, seemest so unreasonable! Thou Law-parchment, concerning this very wilt never sell thy Life, or any part of matter:-“Fair day's-wages for a fair thy Life, in a satisfactory manner. Give day's-work" is the most unrefusable de- it, like a royal heart; let the price be mand! Money-wages “to the extent of Nothing: thou hast then, in a certain (200 keeping your worker alive that he may sense, got All for it! The heroic man,work more:” these, unless you mean to and is not every man, God be thanked, dismiss him straightway out of this world, a potential hero?-has to do so, in all
times and circumstances. In the most | He who takes not counsel of the Unheroic age, as in the most unheroic, he seen and Silent, from him will never will have to say, as Burns said proudly real visibility and speech. Thou (260 and humbly of his little Scottish Songs, must descend to the Mothers, to the Manes,
little dewdrops of Celestial Melody in an and Hercules-like long suffer and labor · age when so much was unmelodious: there, wouldst thou emerge with victory
“By Heaven, they shall either be in- [210 | into the sunlight. As in battle and the valuable or of no value; I do not need shock of war,-for is not this a battle?your guineas for them.” It is an element thou too shalt fear no pain or death, shalt which should, and must, enter deeply into love no ease or life; the voice of festive
all settlements of wages here below. Lubberlands, the noise of greedy Acheron, + They never will be "satisfactory” other shall alike lie silent under thy victorious
wise; they cannot, O Mammon Gospel, feet. Thy work, like Dante's, shall (270 they never can! Money for my little “make thee lean for many years." The piece of work “to the extent that will al world and its wages, its criticisms, coun
low me to keep working;” yes, this, sels, helps, impediments, shall be as a - unless you mean that I shall go my (220 | waste ocean-flood; the chaos through
ways before the work is all taken out of which thou art to swim and sail. Not me: but as to “wages”-!
the waste waves and their weedy gulfOn the whole, we do entirely agree streams, shalt thou take for guidance: with those old Monks, Laborare est thy star alone,—“Se tu segui tua stella!” Orare. In a thousand senses, from one Thy star alone, now clear-beaming over end of it to the other, true Work is Chaos, nay now by fits gone out, dis- (280 Worship. He that works, whatsoever astrously eclipsed: this only shalt thou be his work, he bodies forth the form strive to follow. O, it is a business, as of Things Unseen; a small Poet every | I fancy, that of weltering your way Worker is. The idea, were it but of his (230 through Chaos and the murk of Hell, poor Delf Platter, how much more of his Green-eyed dragons watching you, threeEpic Poem, is as yet “seen,” half-seen, headed Cerberuses,-not without symonly by himself; to all others it is a thing pathy of their sort! “Eccovi ľuom ch' unseen, impossible; to Nature herself it è stato all Inferno." For in fine, as Poet is a thing unseen, a thing which never Dryden says, you do walk hand in hand hitherto was;—very "impossible," for with sheer Madness, all the way,– (290 it is as yet a No-thing! The Unseen who is by no means pleasant company! Powers had need to watch over such a You look fixedly into Madness, and her unman; he works in and for the Unseen. | discovered, boundless, bottomless NightAlas, if he look to the Seen Powers (240 empire; that you may extort new Wisdom only, he may as well quit the business; out of it, as an Eurydice from Tartarus. his No-thing will never rightly issue as a The higher the Wisdom, the closer was
Thing, but as a Deceptivity, a Sham-thing, its neighborhood and kindred with mere ; -which it had better not do!
Insanity; literally so;—and thou wilt, with y No-thing of an Intended Poem, o a speechless feeling, observe how highest ¿ Poet who hast looked merely to reviewers, Wisdom, struggling up into this world, (300 - copyrights, booksellers, popularities, be has oftentimes carried such tinctures and
hold it has not yet become a Thing; for adhesions of Insanity still cleaving to it the truth is not in it! Though printed, hither! hotpressed, reviewed, celebrated, sold (250 All Works, each in their degree, are to the twentieth edition: what is all that? a making of Madness sane;—truly enough
The Thing, in philosophical uncommer a religious operation; which cannot be ·cial language, is still a No-thing, mostly carried on without religion. You have
semblance and deception of the sight; not work otherwise; you have eye-service, benign Oblivion incessantly gnawing at it, greedy grasping of wages, swift and ever impatient till Chaos, to which it belongs, swifter manufacture of semblances (310 do reabsorb it!
to get hold of wages. Instead of better felt-hats to cover your head, you have have, Antæus-like, their foot on Mother bigger lath-and-plaster hats set traveling Fact: how can they but learn? the streets on wheels. Instead of heav The vulgarest Plugson of a Masterenly and earthly Guidance for the souls Worker, who can command Workers, of men, you have “Black or White Sur and get work out of them, is already (370 plice" Controversies, stuffed hair-and a considerable man. Blessed and thriceleather Popes;-terrestrial Law-wards, blessed symptoms I discern of MasterLords and Law-bringers, “organizing Workers who are not vulgar men; who Labor" in these years, by passing (320 are Nobles, and begin to feel that they Corn-Laws. With all which, alas, this must act as such: all speed to these, they distracted Earth is now full, nigh to are England's hope at present! But in bursting. Semblances most smooth to this Plugson himself, conscious of almost the touch and eye; most accursed, never no nobleness whatever, how much is theless, to body and soul. Semblances, there! Not without man's faculty, inbe they of Sham-woven Cloth or of sight, courage, hard energy, is this (380 Dilettante Legislation, which are not real rugged figure. His words none of the wool or substance, but Devil's-dust, ac wisest; but his actings cannot be altocursed of God and man! No man has gether foolish. Think, how were it, worked, or can work, except reli- 1330 | stoodst thou suddenly in his shoes! He giously; not even the poor day-laborer, has to command a thousand men. And the weaver of your coat, the sewer of your not imaginary commanding; no, it is real, shoes. All men, if they work not as in a incessantly practical. The evil passions Great Taskmaster's eye, will work wrong, of so many men (with the Devil in them, work unhappily for themselves and you. as in all of us) he has to vanquish; by
Industrial work, still under bondage to manifold force of speech and of silence, 1390 Mammon, the rational soul of it not yet to repress or evade. What a force of awakened, is a tragic spectacle. Men in silence, to say nothing of the others, is the rapidest motion and self-motion; rest in Plugson! For these his thousand men 'less, with convulsive energy, as if (340 he has to provide raw-material, machindriven by Galvanism, as if possessed by a ery, arrangement, houseroom; and ever Devil; tearing asunder mountains,—to | at the week's end, wages by due sale. no purpose, for Mammonism is always No Civil-List, or Goulburn-Baring BudgMidas-eared! This is sad, on the face et has he to fall back upon, for paying of it. Yet courage: the beneficent Des- of his regiment; he has to pick his supplies tinies, kind in their sternness, are appris from the confused face of the whole (400 ing us that this cannot continue. Labor Earth and Contemporaneous History, by is not a devil, even while encased in his dexterity alone. There will be dry Mammonism; Labor is ever an imprisoned eyes if he fail to do it!-He exclaims, god, writhing unconsciously or con- (350 at present, “black in the face," near sciously to escape out of Mammonism! strangled with Dilettante Legislation: Plugson of Undershot, like Taillefer of “Let me have elbow-room, throat-room, Normandy, wants victory; how much and I will not fail! No, I will spin yet, happier will even Plugson be to have a and conquer like a giant: what 'sinews Chivalrous victory than a Choctaw one! of war' lie in me, untold resources to
The unredeemed ugliness is that of a wards the Conquest of this Planet, if, (410 | slothful People. Show me a People instead of hanging me, you husband them,
energetically busy; heaving, struggling, and help me!”—My indomitable friend, all shoulders at the wheel; their heart it is true; and thou shalt and must be
pulsing, every muscle swelling, with (360 helped. : man's energy and will;—I show you a | This is not a man I would kill and
People of whom great good is already strangle by Corn-Laws, even if I could! predicable; to whom all manner of good | No, I would Aling my Corn-Laws and
is yet certain, if their energy endure. shot-belts to the Devil; and try to help • By very working, they will learn; they | this man. I would teach him, by noble
precept and law-precept, by noble (420 wing of horse, most part of it, towards example most of all, that Mammonism his right; edging himself, “shogging,” (20 was not the essence of his or of my station as Oliver calls it, his whole line more and in God's Universe; but the adscititious more to the right! His meaning is, to excrescence of it; the gross, terrene, / get hold of Brocksmouth House and the godless embodiment of it; which would pass of the Brook there; after which it have to become, more or less, a godlike will be free to him to attack us when he one. By noble real legislation, by true, will !—Lesley, in fact, considers, or at least noble's-work, by unwearied, valiant, and the Committee of Estates and Kirk conwere it wageless effort, in my Parliament sider, that Oliver is lost; that, on the and in my Parish, I would aid, con- (430 whole, he must not be left to retreat, but strain, encourage him to effect more or less must be attacked and annihilated (30 this blessed change. I should know that it here. A vague story, due to Bishop would have to be effected; that unless it Burnet, the watery source of many such, were in some measure effected, he and still circulates about the world, That it I and all of us, I first and soonest of all, was the Kirk Committee who forced were doomed to perdition!—Effected it Lesley down against his will; that Oliver, will be; unless it were a Demon that at sight of it, exclaimed, “The Lord hath made this Universe; which I, for my own delivered,” etc.; which nobody is in the part, do at no moment, under no form, in | least bound to believe. It appears, from the least believe.
(440 other quarters, that Lesley was advised May it please your Serene Highnesses, | or sanctioned in this attempt by the [40 your Majesties, Lordships and Law Committee of Estates and Kirk, but also wardships, the proper Epic of this world that he was by no means hard to advise; is not now “Arms and the Man”, how that, in fact, lying on the top of Doon much less, “Shirt-frills and the Man": Hill, shelterless in such weather, was no, it is now “Tools and the Man”: that, no operation to spin out beyond neceshenceforth to all time, is now our Epic; sity;--and that if anybody pressed too
-and you, first of all others, I think, much upon him with advice to come down were wise to take note of that!
and fight, it was likeliest to be Royalist Civil Dignitaries, who had plagued him
with their cavilings at his cunctations, (50 From CROMWELL'S LETTERS at his "secret fellow-feeling for the SecAND SPEECHES
tarians and Regicides” ever since this THE BATTLE OF DUNBAR
war began. The poor Scotch Clergy
have enough of their own to answer for “The Lord General about four o'clock,” | in this business; let every back bear the say the old Pamphlets, “went into the burden that belongs to it. In a word, Town to take some refreshment,” a hasty Lesley descends, has been descending all late dinner, or early supper, whichever day, and “shogs” himself to the right,we may call it; “and very soon returned urged, I believe, by manifold counsel, back,”—having written Sir Arthur's Let- and by the nature of the case; and, [60 ter, I think, in the interim. Coursing what is equally important for us, Oliver about the field, with enough of things to sees him, and sees through him, in this order; walking at last with Lambert in movement of his. the Park or Garden of Brocksmouth (10 At the sight of this movement, Oliver House, he discerns that Lesley is astir suggests to Lambert standing by him, on the Hillside; altering his position some Does it not give us an advantage, if we, what. That Lesley, in fact, is coming instead of him, like to begin the attack? wholly down to the basis of the Hill, where | Here is the Enemy's right wing coming his horse had been since sunrise: coming out to the open space, free to be attacked wholly down to the edge of the Brook and on any side; and the main-battle, 170 glen, among the sloping harvest-fields hampered in narrow sloping ground bethere; and also is bringing up his left tween Doon Hill and the Brook, has no
move the sight.ambert stadvantage attack?
room to maneuver or assist: beat this Heaven, before battle joined: Major right wing where it now stands; take it Hodgson, giving his charge to a brother in flank and front with an overpowering Officer, turned aside to listen for a minforce,-it is driven upon its own main | ute, and worship and pray along (130 battle, the whole Army is beaten? Lam- with them; haply his last prayer on this bert eagerly assents, “had meant to say Earth, as it might prove to be. But no: the same thing.” Monk, who comes up this Cornet prayed with such effusion as at this moment, likewise assents; as (80 was wonderful; and imparted strength to the other officers do, when the case in my Yorkshire friend, who strengthened set before them. It is the plan resolved | his men by telling them of it. And the upon for battle. The attack shall begin Heavens, in their mercy, I think, have tomorrow before dawn.
opened us a way of deliverance!--The And so the soldiers stand to their Moon gleams out, hard and blue, riding arms, or lie within instant reach of their among hail-clouds; and over St. Abb's (140 arms, all night; being upon an engage- | Head a streak of dawn is rising. ment very difficult indeed. The night And now is the hour when the attack is wild and wet;—2d of September means should be, and no Lambert is yet here, 12th by our calendar: the Harvest (90 he is ordering the line far to the right yet; Moon wades deep among clouds of sleet and Oliver occasionally, in Hodgson's and hail. Whoever has a heart for hearing, is impatient for him. The Scots prayer, let him pray now, for the wrestle too, on this wing, are awake; thinking of death is at hand. Pray,-and withal to surprise us; there is their trump keep his powder dry! And be ready sounding, we heard it once; and Lamfor extremities, and quit himself like a bert, who was to lead the attack, is (150 man!—Thus they pass the night; mak not here. The Lord General is iming that Dunbar Peninsula and Brock patient;—behold Lambert at last! The Rivulet long memorable to me. We Eng trumpets peal, shattering with fierce lish have some tents; the Scots have (100 | clangor Night's silence; the cannons none. The hoarse sea moans bodeful, awaken along all the Line: “The Lord swinging low and heavy against these of Hosts! The Lord of Hosts!” On, my whinstone bays; the sea and the tempests brave ones, on! are abroad, all else asleep but we,-and The dispute “on this right wing was there is One that rides on the wings of the hot and stiff, for three quarters of an wind.
hour.” Plenty of fire, from field- (160 Towards three in the morning the pieces, snap-hances, matchlocks, enterScotch foot, by order of a Major-General tains the Scotch main-battle across the say some, extinguish their matches, all Brock;—poor stiffened men, roused from but two in a company; cower under (110 the corn-shocks with their matches all the corn-shocks, seeking some imperfect out! But here on the right, their horse, shelter and sleep. Be wakeful, ye Eng “with lancers in the front rank," charge lish; watch, and pray, and keep your desperately; drive us back across the powder dry. About four o'clock comes hollow of the Rivulet;-back a little; order to my pudding-headed Yorkshire but the Lord gives us courage, and we friend, that his regiment must mount storm home again, horse and foot, (170 and march straightway; his and various upon them, with a shock like tornado other regiments march, pouring swiftly tempests; break them, beat them, drive to the left to Brocksmouth House, to them all adrift. “Some fled towards the Pass over the Brock. With over- (120 | Copperspath, but most across their own powering force let us storm the Scots foot.” Their own poor foot, whose right wing there; beat that, and all is matches were hardly well alight yet! beaten. Major Hodgson riding along, Poor men, it was a terrible awakening for heard, he says, “a Cornet praying in the them: field-pieces and charge of foot night;” a company of poor men, I think, | across the Brocksburn; and now here is making worship there, under the void | their own horse in mad panic tramp- (180