The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)Hazlitt, William
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The collected works of William Hazlitt, Vol. 12 (of 12)
Hazlitt, William
English essays -- 19th century
There are no horrors, real or
pretended, to warrant this new outrage on common sense and human nature.
It stands on its own proud basis of injustice—it towers and mocks the
skies in all the majesty of regal wrong. ‘The shame, the blood be upon
their heads.’ If there are no horrors ready-made to their hands, they
stand upon their privilege to commit wanton outrage and unqualified
aggression; and if by these means they can provoke horrors, then the
last are put first as the most plausible plea, as a handsome mask and
soft lining to the hard gripe and features of Legitimacy—Religion
consecrates, and Loyalty sanctions the fraud! But, should the scheme
fail in spite of every art and effort, and the wrong they have meditated
be retorted on their own heads, then we shall have, as before, an appeal
made to Liberty and Humanity—the motto of despots will once more be
_peace on earth and good will to men_—and we too shall join in the yell
of blood and the whine of humanity. We are only waiting for an excuse
now—till the threats and insults and cruelties of insolent invaders call
forth reprisals, and lead to some act of popular fury or national
justice that shall serve as a signal to rouse the torpid spirit of trade
in the city, or to inflame the loyalty of country gentlemen deaf for the
present to all other sounds but that appalling one of RENT! We must
remain neuter while a grievous wrong is acting, unless we can get
something by the change, or pick a quarrel with the right. We are
peaceable, politic, when a nation’s liberty only is at stake, but were
it a monarch’s crown that hung tottering in the air, oh! how soon would
a patriot senate and people start out to avenge the idle cause: a single
speech from the throne would metamorphose us into martyrs of
self-interest, saviours of the world, deliverers of Europe from lawless
violence and unexampled wrong. But here we have no heart to stir,
because the name of liberty alone (without the cant of loyalty) has lost
its magic charm on the ears of Englishmen—impotent to save, powerful
only to betray and destroy themselves and others!
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