spiritual energy, in ancient loyalty to law, and in the qualities
that yield such loyalty,--she perhaps alone of all may be able,
with huge travail, and the strain of all her faculties, to
accomplish some solution. She will have to try it, she has now
to try it; she must accomplish it, or perish from her place in
the world!

England, as I persuade myself, still contains in it many
_kings_; possesses, as old Rome did, many men not needing
"election" to command, but eternally elected for it by the Maker
Himself. England's one hope is in these, just now. They are
among the silent, I believe; mostly far away from platforms and
public palaverings; not speaking forth the image of their
nobleness in transitory words, but imprinting it, each on his own
little section of the world, in silent facts, in modest valiant
actions, that will endure forevermore. They must sit silent no
longer. They are summoned to assert themselves; to act forth,
and articulately vindicate, in the teeth of howling multitudes,
of a world too justly _maddened_ into all manner of delirious
clamors, what of wisdom they derive from God. England, and the
Eternal Voices, summon them; poor England never so needed them as
now. Up, be doing everywhere: the hour of crisis has verily
come! In all sections of English life, the god-made _king_ is
needed; is pressingly demanded in most; in some, cannot longer,
without peril as of conflagration, be dispensed with. He,
wheresoever he finds himself, can say, "Here too am I wanted;
here is the kingdom I have to subjugate, and introduce God's Laws
into,--God's Laws, instead of Mammon's and M'Croudy's and the Old
Anarch's! Here is my work, here or nowhere."--Are there many
such, who will answer to the call, in England? It turns on that,