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knew he could not give. Show us almost any act of legislative greatness, and we will show it you as anticipated by Cromwell. Of course there was a wild outbreak and outcry when Charles came from Dover to London, and blazing bonfires, and maypoles, and fireworks, and garlands, inaugurating a new despotism; not the despotism of God and goodness, not the despotism of power and majesty, but the despotism of lust and licentiousness, of cruelty and cowardice, of fraud and intolerance, of Nell Gwynne and Castlemaine and Portsmouth; and good men gave up all for lost. But that royal monarch whose bones had been insulted, and whose memory had been cursed, he was not dead! Even Clarendon was

! compelled to contrast his royal master's throne with that ungarnished one; and men who, like Baxter, had only irritated and annoyed and weakened his Government by their bilious maundering, threw back glances of sadness to those days, and thought and spoke of their lost happiness with a sigh. Of Baxter this is especially true, and it is representatively true. We always feel, after reading his irritable attempts to annoy the Government of the great Protector during his life, that there is a fine but a just compensation in the tones in which he bewails the dead Protector' memory, and the decency and order of England in that departed day ; not to speak of his own arrest and trial, and the attempts made by the wicked Jeffries upon the honour and life of the venerable old saint.

But the shadow of the great Protector was over the land still. Tear him limb from limb-behead him-affix his head to any gibbet—you cannot get rid of his work so. He failed, says Mr. Forster !

“ They never fail who die in a great cause.

The block may soak their gore,
Their head be strung to city gates or castle walls,
But still their spirit walks abroad!”

As the mad voluptuary rode down to the House, did he never gaze up to that head he believed to be his powerful conqueror's, and see in the scowl of the skeleton skull the avenging genius of the country, whose holy altars he had profaned, and whose rights he had outraged? The mind of Cromwell was abroad, and the genius of freedom, as represented by him, conquered once more.

But now, for the present, we leave him, to our imagination, calm in his uncrowned majesty ; surrounded by his illustrious compatriots ; friend, and fellow-labourer of Hampden, and Pym ; of Selden and of Hale; whose friendly hand employed and fostered the genius of Milton and of Marvell ; whose holy hours were solaced by the sacred converse of Owen and of Howe, of Manton and of Goodwyn and Caryl ; whose strong arm shielded his own land ; whose awful spirit overshadowed with fear the greatest nations and greatest statesmen of his age; by whose command Blake dashed in pieces the sceptre of Spain, and bowed even the nobility of Holland. Some there are who find a fitting com

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parison between his deeds and those of some despots of later date. As well compare rats to lions. For around his name so distinct an aureole of light gathers, that we shall refuse to see the justice of the comparison with even the greatest statesmen of antiquity. And while we rejoice that the exigency of our nation, since his age, has not needed such a man, we shall see in him, and his appearance, a Providence not less distinct than that which scattered the Armada ; which maps out the great predispositions and predestinations of history; which gave us an English birth; which disposes all great events, and has resources of great men to answer and bless a people's prayer.

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