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 cause of all this carnage!"—So says Mr. Southey apud the Quarterly Review, 1817. Thus sings Mr. Coleridge, in his "Fears in Solitude," 1798:—

"'We have offended, oh! my countrymen! We have offended very grievously, And been most tyrannous. ———Thankless too for peace; (Peace long preserv'd by fleets and perilous seas) Secure from actual warfare, we have lov'd To swell the war-whoop, passionate for war! Alas! for ages ignorant of all Its ghastlier workings (famine or blue plague, Battle, or siege, or flight through wintry snows), We, this whole people, have been clamorous For war and bloodshed; animating sports, The which we pay for as a thing to talk of, Spectators and not combatants! No guess Anticipative of a wrong unfelt, No speculation on contingency, However dim and vague, too vague and dim To yield a justifying cause; and forth (Stuff'd out with big preamble, holy names, And adjurations of the God in Heaven), We send our mandates for the certain death Of thousands and ten thousand! Boys and girls, And women, that would groan to see a child Pull off an insect's leg, all read of war, The best amusement for our morning's meal! The poor wretch, who has learnt his only prayers For curses, who knows scarcely words enough To ask a blessing from his Heavenly Father, Becomes a fluent phraseman, absolute And technical in victories and defeat, And all our dainty terms for fratricide; Terms which we trundle smoothly o'er our tongues, Like mere abstractions, empty sounds to which"