It begins before the year one and goes down to the year
1453, and is a schedule or series of schedules of important events during
that time. Scarcely any fact deeply affecting European civilisation is
wholly passed over, and the great majority of facts are elaborately
recounted. Laws, dynasties, churches, barbarians, appear and disappear.
Everything changes; the old world—the classical civilisation of form and
definition—passes away, a new world of free spirit and inward growth
emerges; between the two lies a mixed weltering interval of trouble and
confusion, when everybody hates everybody, and the historical student
leads a life of skirmishes, is oppressed with broils and feuds. All
through this long period Gibbon’s history goes with steady consistent
pace; like a Roman legion through a troubled country—_hœret pede pes_;
up hill and down hill, through marsh and thicket, through Goth or
Parthian—the firm defined array passes forward—a type of order, and an
emblem of civilisation. Whatever may be the defects of Gibbon’s history,
none can deny him a proud precision and a style in marching order.
Another characteristic of the eighteenth century is its taste for
dignified pageantry. What an existence was that of Versailles! How
gravely admirable to see the _grand monarque_ shaved, and dressed, and
powdered; to look on and watch a great man carefully amusing himself
with dreary trifles. Or do we not even now possess an invention of that
age—the great eighteenth-century footman, still in the costume of his
era, with dignity and powder, vast calves and noble mien? What a world it
must have been when all men looked like that! Go and gaze with rapture at
the footboard of a carriage, and say, Who would not obey a premier with
such an air? Grave, tranquil, decorous pageantry is a part, as it were,
of the essence of the last age. There is nothing more characteristic of
Gibbon. A kind of pomp pervades him. He is never out of livery. He ever
selects for narration those themes which look most like a levee: grave
chamberlains seem to stand throughout; life is a vast ceremony, the
historian at once the dignitary and the scribe.
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