Belgian essays (French) -- Translations into English; Death
I know very well that this heroism is not like the heroism which we love.
For us, heroism must before all be voluntary, free from any constraint,
active, ardent, eager and spontaneous; whereas with our enemies it has
mingled with it a great deal of servility, passiveness, sadness, gloomy,
ignorant, massive submission and rather base fears. It is nevertheless
the fact that, in the moment of supreme peril, little remains of all
these distinctions, and that no force in the world can drive to its death
a people which does not bear within itself the strength to confront it.
Our soldiers make no mistake upon this point. Question the men returning
from the trenches: they detest the enemy, they abhor the aggressor, the
unjust and arrogant aggressor, uncouth, too often cruel and treacherous;
but they do not hate the man: they do him justice; they pity him; and,
after the battle, in the defenceless wounded soldier or disarmed prisoner
they recognize, with astonishment, a brother in misfortune who, like
themselves, is submitting to duties and laws which, like themselves, he
too believes lofty and necessary. Under the insufferable enemy they see
an unhappy man who likewise is bearing the burden of life. They forget
the things that divide them to recall only those which unite them in a
common destiny; and they teach us a great lesson. Better than ourselves,
who are far from danger, at the contact of profound and fearful verities
and realities they are already beginning to discern something that we
cannot yet perceive; and their obscure instinct is probably anticipating
the judgment of history and our own judgment, when we see more clearly.
Let us learn from them to be just and to distinguish that which we
are bound to despise and loathe from that which we may pity, love and
respect. Setting aside the unpardonable aggression and the inexpiable
violation of treaties, this war, despite its insanity, has come near
to being a bloody but magnificent proof of greatness, heroism and the
spirit of sacrifice. Humanity was ready to rise above itself, to surpass
all that it had hitherto accomplished. It has surpassed it. Never before
had nations been seen capable, for months on end, perhaps for years, of
renouncing their repose, their security, their wealth, their comfort,
all that they possessed and loved, down to their very life, in order
to do what they believed to be their duty. Never before had nations
been seen that were able as a whole to understand and admit that the
happiness of each of those who live in this time of trial is of no
consequence compared with the honour of those who live no more or the
happiness of those who are not yet alive. We stand on heights that had
not been attained before. And, if, on the enemies’ side, this unexampled
renunciation had not been poisoned at its source; if the war which
they are waging against us had been as fine, as loyal, as generous, as
chivalrous as that which we are waging against them, we may well believe
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