world？ Not a first…rate keeping of the peace； this； we begin to surmise！ At least it seems strange to us。
For we； and the overwhelming majority of all our acquaintances； in this Parish and Nation and the adjacent Parishes and Nations； are profoundly conscious to ourselves of being by nature peaceable persons； following our necessary industries； without wish； interest or faintest intention to cut the skin of any mortal； to break feloniously into his industrial premises； or do any injustice to him at all。 Because indeed； independent of Government； there is a thing called conscience； and we dare not。 So that it cannot but appear to us； 〃the peace；〃 under dexterous management； might be very much more easily kept； your Lordship； nay； we almost think； if well let alone； it would in a measure keep _itself_ among such a set of persons！ And how it happens that when a poor hardworking creature of us has laboriously earned sixpence； the Government comes in； and （as some compute） says； 〃I will thank you for threepence of that； as per account； for getting you peace to spend the other threepence；〃 our amazement begins to be considerable；and I think results will follow from it by and by。 Not the most dexterous keeping of the peace； your Lordship； unless it be more difficult to do than appears！
Our domestic peace； we cannot but perceive； as good as keeps itself。 Here and there a select Equitable Person； appointed by the Public for that end； clad in ermine； and backed by certain companies of blue Police； is amply adequate； without immoderate outlay in money or otherwise； to keep down the few exceptional individuals of the scoundrel kind； who； we observe； by the nature of them； are always weak and inconsiderable。 And as to foreign peace； really all Europe； now especially with so many railroads； public journals； printed books； penny…post； bills of exchange； and continual intercourse and mutual dependence； is more and more becoming （so to speak） one Parish； the Parishioners of which being； as we ourselves are； in immense majority peaceable hard…working people； could； if they were moderately well guided； have almost no disposition to quarrel。 Their economic interests are one； 〃To buy in the cheapest market； and sell in the dearest；〃 their faith； any _religious_ faith they have； is one； 〃To annihilate shamsby all methods； street…barricades included。〃 Why should they quarrel？ The Czar of Russia； in the Eastern parts of the Parish； may have other notions； but he knows too well he must keep them to himself。 He； if he meddled with the Western parts； and attempted anywhere to crush or disturb that sacred Democratic Faith of theirs； is aware there would rise from a hundred and fifty million human throats such a _Hymn of the Marseillaise_ as was never heard before； and England； France； Germany； Poland； Hungary； and the Nine Kingdoms； hurling themselves upon him in never…imagined fire of vengeance； would swiftly reduce his Russia and him to a strange situation！ Wherefore he forbears；and being a person of some sense； will long forbear。 In spite of editorial prophecy； the Czar of Russia does not disturb our night's rest。 And with the other parts of the Parish our dreams and our thoughts are of anything but of fighting； or of the smallest need to fight。
For keeping of the peace； a thing highly desirable to us ； we strive to be grateful to your Lordship。 Intelligible to us； also； your Lordship's reluctance to get out of the old routine。 But we beg to say farther； that peace by itself has no feet to stand upon； and would not suit us even if it had。 Keeping of the peace is the function of a policeman； and but a small fraction of that of any Government； King or Chief of men。 Are not all men bound； and the Chief of men in the name of all； to do properly this： To see； so far as human effort under pain of eternal reprobation can； God's Kingdom incessantly advancing here below； and His will done on Earth as it is in Heaven？ On Sundays your Lordship knows this well； forgot it not on week…days。 I assure you it is forevermore a fact。 That is the immense divine and never…ending task which is laid on every man； and with unspeakable increase of emphasis on every Government or Commonwealth of men。 Your Lordship； that is the basis upon which peace and all else depends！ That basis once well lost； there is no peace capable of being kept；the only peace that could then be kept is that of the churchyard。 Your Lordship may depend on it； whatever thing takes upon it the name of Sovereign or Government in an English Nation such as this will have to get out of that old routine； and set about keeping something very different from the peace； in these days！
Truly it is high time that same beautiful notion of No…Government should take itself away。 The world is daily rushing towards wreck； while that lasts。 If your Government is to be a Constituted Anarchy； what issue can it have？ Our one interest in such Government is； that it would be kind enough to cease and go its ways； _before_ the inevitable arrive。 The question； Who is to float atop no…whither upon the popular vertexes； and act that sorry character； 〃carcass of the drowned ass upon the mud…deluge〃？ is by no means an important one for almost anybody；hardly even for the drowned ass himself。 Such drowned ass ought to ask himself； If the function is a sublime one？ For him too； though he looks sublime to the vulgar and floats atop； a private situation； down out of sight in his natural ooze； would be a luckier one。
Crabbe； speaking of constitutional philosophies； faith in the ballot…box and such like； has this indignant passage： 〃If any voice of deliverance or resuscitation reach us； in this our low and all but lost estate； sunk almost beyond plummet's sounding in the mud of Lethe； and oblivious of all noble objects； it will be an intimation that we must put away all this abominable nonsense； and understand； once more； that Constituted Anarchy； with however many ballot…boxes； caucuses； and hustings beer…barrels； is a continual offence to gods and men。 That to be governed by small men is not only a misfortune； but it is a curse and a sin； the effect； and alas the cause also； of all manner of curses and sins。 That to profess subjection to phantasms； and pretend to accept guidance from fractional parts of tailors； is what Smelfungus in his rude dialect calls it； 'a damned _lie_；' and nothing other。 A lie which； by long use and wont； we have grown accustomed to； and do not the least feel to be a lie； having spoken and done it continually everywhere for such a long time past；but has Nature grown to accept it as a veracity； think you； my friend？ Have the Parcae fallen asleep； because you wanted to make money in the City？ Nature at all moments knows well that it is a lie； and that； like all lies； it is cursed and damned from the beginning。
〃Even so； ye indigent millionnaires； and miserable bankrupt populations rolling in gold；whose note…of…hand will go to any length in Threadneedle Street； and to whom in Heaven's Bank the stern answer is； 'No effects！' Bankrupt； I say； and Californias and Eldorados will not save us。 And every time we speak such lie； or do it or look it； as we have been incessantly doing； and many of us with clear consciousness； for about a hundred and fifty years now； Nature marks down the exact penalty against us。 'Debtor to so much lying： forfeiture of existing stock of worth to such extent；approach to general damnation by so much。' Till now； as we look round us over a convulsed anarchic Europe； and at home over an anarchy not yet convulsed； but only heaving towards convulsion； and to judge by the Mosaic sweating…establishments； cannibal Connaughts and other symptoms； not far from convulsion now； we seem to have pretty much _exhausted_ our accumulated stock of worth； and unless money's 'worth' and bullion at the Bank will save us； to be rubbing very close upon that ulterior bourn which I do not like to name again！
〃On behalf of nearly twenty…seven millions of my fellow…countrymen； sunk deep in Lethean sleep； with mere owl…dreams of Political Economy and mice…catching； in this pacific thrice…infernal slush…element； and also of certain select thousands； and hundreds and units； awakened or beginning to awaken from it； and with horror in their hearts perceiving where they are； I beg to protest； and in the name of God to say； with poor human ink； desirous much that I had divine thunder to say it with； Awake； arise；before you sink to death eternal！ Unnamable destruction； and banishment to Houndsditch and Gehenna； lies in store for all Nations that； in angry perversity or brutal torpor and owlish blindness； neglect the eternal message of the gods； and vote for the Worse while the Better is there。 Like owls they say； 'Barabbas will do； any orthodox Hebrew of the Hebrews； and peaceable believer in M'Croudy and the Faith of Leave…alone will do： the Right Honorable Minimus is well enough； he shall be our Maximus； under him it will be handy to catch mice； and Owldom shall continue a flourishing empire。 '〃
One thing is undeniable； and must be continually repeated till it get to be understood again： Of all constitutions； forms of government； and political methods among men； the question to be asked is even this； What kind of man do you set over us？ All questions are answered in the answer to this。 Another thing is worth attending to： No people or populace； with never such ballot…boxes； can select such man for you； only the man of worth can recognize worth in men；to the commonplace man of no or of little worth； you； unless you wish to be _mis_led； need not apply on such an occasion。 Those poor Tenpound Franchisers of yours； they are not even in earnest； the poor sniffing sniggering Honorable Gentlemen they send to Parliament are as little so。 Tenpound Franchisers full of mere beer and balderdash； Honorable Gentlemen come to Parliament as to an Almack's series of evening parties； or big cockmain （battle of all the cocks） very amusing to witness and bet upon： what can or could men in that predicament ever do for you？ Nay； if they were in life…and…death earnest； what could it avail you in such a case？ I tell you； a million blockheads looking authoritatively into one man of what you cal