-Things, and
that the difference of the two is infinitely more considerable than was
supposed.

This Mollwitz is a most deliberate, regulated, ponderously impressive
(GRAVITATISCH) Feat of Arms, as the reader sees; done all by Regulation
methods, with orthodox exactitude; in a slow, weighty, almost
pedantic, but highly irrefragable manner. It is the triumph of Prussian
Discipline; of military orthodoxy well put in practice: the honest
outcome of good natural stuff in those Brandenburgers, and of the
supreme virtues of Drill. Neipperg and his Austrians had much despised
Prussian soldiering: "Keep our soup hot," cried they, on running out
this day to rank themselves; "hot a little, till we drive these fellows
to the Devil!" That was their opinion, about noon this day: but that is
an opinion they have renounced for all remaining days and years.--It is
a Victory due properly to Friedrich Wilhelm and the Old Dessauer, who
are far away from it. Friedrich Wilhelm, though dead, fights here, and
the others only do his bidding on this occasion. His Son, as yet,
adds nothing of his own; though he will ever henceforth begin largely
adding,--right careful withal to lose nothing, for the Friedrich Wilhelm
contribution is invaluable, and the basis of everything;--but it is
curious to see in what contrast this first Battle of Friedrich's is with
his latter and last ones.

Considering the Battle of Mollwitz, and then, in contrast, the
intricate Pragmatic Sanction, and what their consequences were and their
antecedents, it is curious once more! This, then, is what the Pragmatic
Sanction has come to? Twenty years of world-wide diplomacy, cunningly
devised spider-threads overnetting all the world, have issued here.
Your Congresses of Cambray, of Soissons, your Grumkow-Seckendorf
Machiavelisms, all these might as well have lain in their bed. Real
Pragmatic Sanction would have been, A well-trained Army and your
Treasury full. Your Treasury is empty (nothing in it but those foolish
200,000 English guineas, and the passionate cry for more): and your Army
is not trained as this Prussian one; cannot keep its ground against this
one. Of all those long-headed Potentates, simple Friedrich Wilhelm, son
of Nature, who had the honesty to do what Nature taught him, has come
out, gainer. You all laughed at him as a fool: do you begin to see
now who was wise, who fool? He has an Army that "advances on you with
glittering musketry, steady as on the para