And now, gentlemen, was this vast campaign fought without a general? If
Trafalgar could not be won without the mind of a Nelson, or Waterloo
without the mind of a Wellington, was there no one mind to lead those
innumerable armies, on whose success depended the future of the whole
human race? Did no one marshal them in that impregnable convex front,
from the Euxine to the North Sea? No one guide them to the two great
strategic centres, of the Black Forest and Trieste? No one cause them,
blind barbarians without maps or science, to follow those rules of war,
without which victory in a protracted struggle is impossible; and by the
pressure of the Huns behind, force on their flagging myriads to an
enterprise which their simplicity fancied at first beyond the powers of
mortal men? Believe it who will: but I cannot. I may be told that they
gravitated into their places, as stones and mud do. Be it so. They
obeyed natural laws of course, as all things do on earth, when they
obeyed the laws of war: those too are natural laws, explicable on simple
mathematical principles. But while I believe that not a stone or a
handful of mud gravitates into its place without the will of God; that it
was ordained, ages since, into what particular spot each grain of gold
should be washed down from an Australian quartz reef, that a certain man
might find it at a certain moment and crisis of his life;--if I be
superstitious enough (as thank God I am) to hold that creed, shall I not
believe that though this great war had no general upon earth, it may have
had a general in Heaven? and that in spite of all their sins, the hosts
of our forefathers were the hosts of God?
APPENDIX: THE LIMITS OF EXACT SCIENCE AS APPLIED TO HISTORY.
It is with a feeling of awe, I had almost said of fear, that I find
myself in this place, upon this errand. The responsibility of a teacher
of History in Cambridge is in itself very heavy: but doubly heavy in the
case of one who sees among his audience many men as fit, it may be some
more fit, to fill this Chair: and again, more heavy still, when one
succeeds to a man whose learning, like his virtues, one can never hope to
equal.
But a Professor, I trust, is like other men, capable of improvement; and
the great law, 'docendo disces,' may be fulfilled in him, as in other
men. Meanwhile, I can only promise that such small powers as I possess
will be honestly devoted to this Professorate; and that I shall endeavour
to teach Modern History after a method which shall give satisfaction to
the Rulers of this University.
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