CHAPTER XI 

 HATE 



" In peace there's nothing so becomes a man 

 As modest stillness and humility : 

 But when the blast of war blows in our ears, 

 Then imitate the action of the tiger 

 Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood, 

 Then lend the eye a terrible aspect ; 

 Now set the teeth, and stretch the nostril wide, 

 Hold hard the breath, and bend up every spirit 

 To his full height i On, on, you noblest English." 



"Henry V." Act III. Sc. i. 



THERE has recently been an extraordinary re- 

 crudescence of hatred throughout what we used 

 to think was a civilised world. The active and 

 patent stock of hatred in humanity has never 

 been constant, it ebbs from time to time and 

 then wells up again. The immobilised, the po- 

 tential stock is, however, limitless. Indications 

 indeed are not wanting that hatred has in his- 

 torical times lessened both in quality and in 

 quantity. In the magnificent Psalm of David 



(cxxxix.) the author critically examines whether 



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