loved the banished King. But they keenly felt that, in the 
short campaign which had decided the fate of their country, theirs had 
been an inglorious part. Forty fine regiments, a regular army such as 
had never before marched to battle under the royal standard of England, 
had retreated precipitately before an invader, and had then, without a 
struggle, submitted to him. That great force had been absolutely of no 
account in the late change, had done nothing towards keeping William 
out, and had done nothing towards bringing him in. The clowns, who,
armed with pitchforks and mounted on carthorses, had straggled in the 
train of Lovelace or Delamere, had borne a greater part in the 
Revolution than those splendid household troops, whose plumed hats, 
embroidered coats, and curvetting chargers the Londoners had so often 
seen with admiration in Hyde Park. The mortification of the army was 
increased by the taunts of the foreigners, taunts which neither orders 
nor punishments could entirely restrain.5 At several places the anger 
which a brave and highspirited body of men might, in such 
circumstances, be expected to feel, showed itself in an alarming manner. 
A battalion which lay at Cirencester put out the bonfires, huzzaed for 
King James, and drank confusion to his daughter and his nephew. The 
garrison of Plymouth disturbed the rejoicings of the County of 
Cornwall: blows were exchanged, and a man was killed in the fray.6 
The ill humour of the clergy and of the army could not but be noticed 
by the most heedless; for the clergy and the army were distinguished 
from other classes by obvious peculiarities of garb. "Black coats and 
red coats," said a vehement Whig in the House of Commons, "are the 
curses of the nation." 7 But the discontent was not confined to the black 
coats and the red coats. The enthusiasm with which men of all classes 
had welcomed William to London at Christmas had greatly abated 
before the close of February. The new king had, at the very moment at 
which his fame and fortune reached the highest point, predicted the 
coming reaction. That reaction might, indeed, have been predicted by a 
less sagacious observer of human affairs. For it is to be chiefly ascribed 
to a law as certain as the laws which regulate the succession of the 
seasons and the course of the trade winds. It is the nature of man to 
overrate present evil, and to underrate present good; to long for what he 
has not, and to be dissatisfied with what he has. This propensity, as it 
appears in individuals, has often been noticed both by laughing and by 
weeping philosophers. It was a favourite theme of Horace and of Pascal, 
of Voltaire and of Johnson. To its influence on the fate of great 
communities may be ascribed most of the revolutions and 
counterrevolutions recorded in history. A hundred generations have 
elapsed since the first great national emancipation, of which an account 
has come down to us. We read in the most ancient of books that a 
people bowed to the dust under a cruel yoke, scourged to toil by hard
taskmasters, not supplied with straw, yet compelled to furnish the daily 
tale of bricks, became sick of life, and raised such a cry of misery as 
pierced the heavens. The slaves were wonderfully set free: at the 
moment of their liberation they raised a song of gratitude and triumph: 
but, in a few hours, they began to regret their slavery, and to murmur 
against the leader who had decoyed them away from the savoury fare 
of the house of bondage to the dreary waste which still separated them 
from the land flowing with milk and honey. Since that time the history 
of every great deliverer has been the history of Moses retold. Down to 
the present hour rejoicings like those on the shore of the Red Sea have 
ever been speedily followed by murmurings like those at the Waters of 
Strife.8 The most just and salutary revolution must produce much 
suffering. The most just and salutary revolution cannot produce all the 
good that had been expected from it by men of uninstructed minds and 
sanguine tempers. Even the wisest cannot, while it is still recent, weigh 
quite fairly the evils which it has caused against the evils which it has 
removed. For the evils which it has caused are felt; and the evils which 
it has removed are felt no longer. 
Thus it was now in England. The public was, as it always is during the 
cold fits which follow its hot fits, sullen, hard to please, dissatisfied 
with itself, dissatisfied with those who had lately been its favourites. 
The truce between the two great parties was at an end. Separated by the 
memory of all that had been    
    
		
	
	
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