H. Doyle, _Reminiscences and Opinions_, pp. 178-87),
the general is wise enough to know them by heart. But a book that
is 'a catechism to fight' (in Jonson's phrase) would have sinned
against itself had it taken no account of them, and I have given
_Horatius_ in its integrity: if only, as Landor puts it,
To show the British youth, who ne'er
Will lag behind, what Romans were,
When all the Tuscans and their Lars
Shouted, and shook the towers of Mars.
As for _The Armada_, I have preferred it to _The Battle of
Naseby_, first, because it is neither vicious nor ugly, and
the other is both; and, second, because it is so brilliant an
outcome of that capacity for dealing with proper names which
Macaulay, whether poet or not, possesses in common with none
but certain among the greater poets. For _The Last Buccaneer_
(a curious anticipation of some effects of Mr. Rudyard Kipling),
and that noble thing, the _Jacobite's Epitaph_, they are dated
1839 and 1845 respectively.
LXXXVIII
_The Poetical Works of Robert Stephen Hawker_ (Kegan Paul,
1879). By permission of Mrs. R. S. Hawker. 'With the exception
of the choral lines--
And shall Trelawney die?
There's twenty thousand Cornishmen
Will know the reason why!--
and which have been, ever since the imprisonment by James II.
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