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Coleridge, Stephen

"The Glory of English Prose Letters to My Grandson"

As this eager muster of men
underwent the enchantment of periods exquisite in their balance
and modulation, the compulsion of his flashing glance and animated
gesture, what stirred and commanded them was the recollection of
national service, the thought of the speaker's mastering purpose,
his unflagging resolution and strenuous will, his strength of thew
and sinew well tried in long years of resounding war, his
unquenched conviction that the just cause can never fail. Few are
the heroic moments in our parliamentary politics, but this was
one."
I will not trench upon politics in these letters; but I may hazard the
belief that could those who rejected this noble effort, by the greatest
statesman of the age, to assuage the everlasting Irish conflict, have
looked into the future, few of them but would have supported it with
relief and thanksgiving.
It is generally perhaps a blessing that the curtain that covers the future
is impenetrable; but in this case, had it been lifted for us to gaze upon
the appalling future, Gladstone's last effort for the peace of his country
would surely not have been permitted to miscarry.
Your loving old
G.P.

33

MY DEAR ANTONY,
Two other living writers I will now commend to you, and then I shall
have done.


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