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Fa. They did not seem to wish to conceal themselves : on the contrary, they gloried in what they were about—they moved forwards, I say, io e large plain, where stood a pretty village, which they set on fire
Ch. Set a village on fire ? wicked wretches!
Fa. And while it was burning, they murdered tzventy thousand men.
Ch. O fie! papa! you do not intend I should believe this! I thought all along you were making up a tale, as you often do; but you shall not catch me this time. What! they lay still, I suppose, and let these fellows cut their throats !
Fa. No, truly----they resisted as long as they could.
Ch. How should these men kill twenty thousand people, pray?
Fa. Why not? the murderers were thirty thou. sand.
Ch. O, now I have found you out ! you mean a BATTLE.
Fa. Indeed I do. I do not know of any mur. ders half so bloody.
BAKBAULD AND AIKIN.
Evenings at Home, vol. i. A SOLDIER is a being hired to kill in cold blood as many of his own species, who have never offended him, as possibly he can.
SWIFT. Gulliver's Travels, part iv. cb. iv.
For love of all the Gods
WHEN the blast of war blows in our ears Then imitate the action of the tyger ;Stiffen the sinews, sumion up the blood, Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage : Then lend the eye a terrible aspect, Let it pry through the portage of the head Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it, As fearfully as doth a galled rock O’erhang and jutty his confounded base, Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean. Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide, Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit To his full height.
Henry V. act it. -Let not thy sword skip one. Pity not honour'd age for his white beard;
Let not the virgin's cheek Make soft thy trenchant sword; Spare not the babe, Whose dimplid smiles from fools exhaust their
mercy; Think it a bastard, whom the oracle Hath doubtfully pronounc'd thy throat shall cut, And mince it sans remorse : swear against objects,
Put on thine
Put armour on thine
eyes ; Whose proof, nor yells of mothers, maids, nor
babes, Nor sight of priests in holy vestments bleeding, Shall pierce a jot. There's gold to pay thy soldiers: Make large confusion.
Follow thy drum; With man's blood paint the ground, gules, total
gules : Religious canons, civil laws are cruel ; Then what should war be?
IDEM. Timon of Atbens, act iv,
EVILS OF WAR.
WAR is the most dreadful of all evils by which heaven has afflicted man.
FENELON. Telemaque, liv. ri.
WAR never fails to exhaust the state, and endanger its destruction, with whatever success it is carried on. Though it may be commenced with advantage, it can never be finished without danger of the most fatal reverse of fortune. With whatever superiority of strength an engagement is begun, the least mistake, the slightest accident, may turn the scale and give victory to the enemy. Nor can a nation that should be always victorious prosper : it would destroy itself by destroying others : the country would be depopulated, the soil untilled, and trade interrupted : and what is worse, the best laws would lose their force, and a corruption of manners insensibly take place. Literature will be neglected among the youth, the troops, conscious of their own importance, will indulge themselves in the most pernicious licentiousness with
impunity, and the disorder will necessarily spread
Famine, the plague, and war, are the three most famous ingredients in this lower world. Under famine, may be classed all the noxious foods which want obliges us to have recourse to, thus shortening our life while we hope to support it. In the plague are included all contagious distempers, and there are not less than two or three thousand.
These two gifts we hold from Providence ; but war, in which they are concentred, we owe to the fancy of three or four hundred persons scattered over the surface of the globe, under the name of princes and ministers; and on this account it may be that in several dedications they are called living images of the deity.
The most hardened flatterers will allow, that war is ever attended with plague and famine, especially if he has seen the military hospitals in Germany, or passed through some villages where some notable feat of arms has been performed.
It is unquestionably a very notable art to ravage countries, destroy dwellings, and one year with another, out of a hundred thousand men to cut off forty thousand. This invention was originally cultivated by nations assembled for their common good. It is otherwise in our time.
An odd circumstance in this infernal enterprize is, that every chief of these ruffians has his colours