It Must Be
So Much More Interesting To Be Threatened With An Invasion,
Especially A Spanish Invasion, Than With A Strike, For Instance.
The Clashing Of Swords And The Flashing Of Spears In The Sunshine
Are So Much More Dazzling And Inspiring Than A Line Of Policemen
With Clubs!
Yes, I wish it were the age of chivalry again, and that
I were looking down from these hills into the Royal Chase.
Of
course I know that there were wicked and selfish tyrants in those
days, before the free press, the jury system, and the folding-bed
had wrought their beneficent influences upon the common mind and
heart. Of course they would have sneered at Browning Societies and
improved tenements, and of course they did not care a penny whether
woman had the ballot or not, so long as man had the bottle; but I
would that the other moderns were enjoying the modern improvements,
and that I were gazing into the cool depths of those deep forests
where there were once good lairs for the wolf and wild boar. I
should like to hear the baying of the hounds and the mellow horns of
the huntsman. I should like to see the royal cavalcade emerging
from one of those wooded glades: monarch and baron bold, proud
prelate, abbot and prior, belted knight and ladye fair, sweeping in
gorgeous array under the arcades of the overshadowing trees, silver
spurs and jewelled trappings glittering in the sunlight, princely
forms bending low over the saddles of the court beauties.
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