ure of him a son of Order, not of Disorder?
It is a tragical position for a true man to work in revolutions. He
seems an anarchist; and indeed a painful element of anarchy does
encumber him at every step,--him to whose whole soul anarchy is
hostile, hateful. His mission is Order; every man's is. He is here to
make what was disorderly, chaotic, into a thing ruled, regular. He is
the missionary of Order. Is not all work of man in this world a
_making of Order_? The carpenter finds rough trees: shapes them,
constrains them into square fitness, into purpose and use. We are all
born enemies of Disorder: it is tragical for us all to be concerned in
image-breaking and down-pulling; for the Great Man, _more_ a man than
we, it is doubly tragical.

Thus too all human things, maddest French Sansculottisms, do and must
work towards Order. I say, there is not a _man_ in them, raging in the
thickest of the madness, but is impelled withal, at all moments,
towards Order. His very life means that; Disorder is dissolution,
death. No chaos but it seeks a _centre_ to revolve round. While man is
man, some Cromwell or Napoleon is the necessary finish of a
Sansculottism.--Curious: in those days when Hero-worship was the most
incredible thing to every one, how it does come-out nevertheless, and
assert itself practically, in a way which all have to credit. Divine
_right_, take it on the great scale, is found to mean divine _might_
withal! While old false Formulas are getting trampled everywhere into
destruction, new genuine Substances unexpectedly unfold themselves
indestructible. In rebellious ages, when Kingship itself seems dead
and abolished, Cromwell, Napoleon step-forth again as Kings. The
history of these men is what we have now to look at, as our last
phasis of Heroism. The old ages are brought back to us; the manner in
which Kings were made, and Kingship itself first took rise, is again
exhibited in the history of these Two.

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We have had many civil-wars in England; wars of Red and White Roses,
wars of Simon de Montfort; wars enough, which are not very memorable.
But that war of the Puritans has a significance which belongs to no
one of the others. Trusting to your candour, which will suggest on the
other side what I have not room to say, I will call it a section once
more of that great universal war which alone makes-up the true History
of the World,--the war of Belief against Unbelief! The