and act out for it, the God's-justice it is writhing
to get uttered and perishing for want of,--yes, he too will see
awaken round him, in passionate burning all-defiant loyalty, the
heart of England, and such a 'support' as no Division-List or
Parliamentary Majority was ever yet known to yield a man! Here
as there, now as then, he who can and dare trust the heavenly
Immensities, all earthly Localities are subject to him. We will
pray for such a Man and First-Lord;--yes, and far better, we will
strive and incessantly make ready, each of us, to be worthy to
serve and second such a First-Lord! We shall then be as good
as sure of his arriving; sure of many things, let him arrive
or not.

Who can despair of Governments that passes a Soldiers'
Guardhouse, or meets a redcoated man on the streets! That a body
of men could be got together to kill other men when you bade
them: this, _a priori,_ does it not seem one of the impossiblest
things? Yet look, behold it: in the stolidest of Donothing
Governments, that impossibility is a thing done. See it there,
with buff-belts, red coats on its back; walking sentry at
guardhouses, brushing white breeches in barracks; an
indisputable palpable fact. Out of grey Antiquity, amid all
finance-difficulties, _scaccarium_-tallies, ship-monies, coat-
and-conduct monies, and vicissitudes of Chance and Time, there,
down to the present blessed hour, it is.

Often, in these painfully decadent and painfully nascent Times,
with their distresses, inarticulate gaspings and
'impossibilities;' meeting a tall Lifeguardsmans in his snow-
white trousers, or seeing those two statuesque Lifeguardsmen in
their frowning bearskins, pipe-clayed buckskins, on their coal-
black sleek-fiery quadrupeds, riding sentry at the Horse-
Guards,'--it strikes one with a kind of mournful interest, how,
in such universal down-rushing and wrecked impotence of almost
all old institutions, this oldest Fighting Institution is still
so young! Fresh-complexioned, firm-limbed, six feet by the
standard, this fighting-man has verily been got up, and can
fight. While so much has not yet got into being; while so much
has gone gradually out of it, and become an empty Semblance or
Clothes-suit; and highest king's-cloaks, mere chimeras parading
under them so long, are getting unsightly to the earnest eye,
unsightly, almost offensive, like a costlier kind of scarecrow's-
blanket,--here still is a reality!

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