Will　they　revive？　　Under　the　genial　influences　of　free　institutions
  will　the　good　seed　which　is　in　them　take　root　downwards；　and　bear
  fruit　upwards？　and　make　them　all　what　that　fair　France　has　been；　in
  spite　of　all　her　faults；　so　often　in　past　yearsa　joy　and　an
  inspiration　to　all　the　nations　round？　　Shall　it　be　thus？　　God　grant
  it　may；　but　He；　and　He　alone；　can　tell。　　We　only　stand　by；　watching；
  if　we　be　wise；　with　pity　and　with　fear；　the　working　out　of　a
  tremendous　new　social　problem；　which　must　affect　the　future　of　the
  whole　civilised　world。
  For　if　the　agonising　old　nations　fail　to　regenerate　themselves；　what
  can　befall？　　What；　when　even　Imperialism　has　been　tried　and　failed；
  as　fail　it　must？　　What　but　that　lower　depth　within　the　lowest　deep？
  That　last　dread　mood
  Of　sated　lust；　and　dull　decrepitude。
  No　law；　no　art；　no　faith；　no　hope；　no　God。
  When　round　the　freezing　founts　of　life　in　peevish　ring；
  Crouched　on　the　bare…worn　sod；
  Babbling　about　the　unreturning　spring；
  And　whining　for　dead　creeds；　which　cannot　save；
  The　toothless　nations　shiver　to　their　grave。
  And　we；　who　think　we　stand；　let　us　take　heed　lest　we　fall。　　Let　us
  accept；　in　modesty　and　in　awe；　the　responsibility　of　our　freedom；
  and　remember　that　that　freedom　can　be　preserved　only　in　one　old…
  fashioned　way。　　Let　us　remember　that　the　one　condition　of　a　true
  democracy　is　the　same　as　the　one　condition　of　a　true　aristocracy；
  namely；　virtue。　　Let　us　teach　our　children；　as　grand　old　Lilly
  taught　our　forefathers　300　years　ago〃It　is　virtue；　gentlemen；　yea；
  virtue　that　maketh　gentlemen；　that　maketh　the　poor　rich；　the　subject
  a　king；　the　lowborn　noble；　the　deformed　beautiful。　　These　things
  neither　the　whirling　wheel　of　fortune　can　overturn；　nor　the
  deceitful　cavillings　of　worldlings　separate；　neither　sickness　abate；
  nor　age　abolish。〃
  Yes。　　Let　us　teach　our　children　thus　on　both　sides　of　the　Atlantic。
  For　if　theywhich　God　forbidshould　grow　corrupt　and　weak　by　their
  own　sins；　there　is　no　hardier　race　now　left　on　earth　to　conquer　our
  descendants　and　bring　them　back　to　reason；　as　those　old　Jews　were
  brought　by　bitter　shame　and　woe。　　And　all　that　is　before　them　and
  the　whole　civilised　world；　would　be　long　centuries　of　anarchy　such
  as　the　world　has　not　seen　for　agesa　true　Ragnarok；　a　twilight　of
  the　very　gods；　an　age　such　as　the　wise　woman　foretold　in　the　old
  Voluspe。
  When　brethren　shall　be
  Each　other's　bane；
  And　sisters'　sons　rend
  The　ties　of　kin。
  Hard　will　be　that　age；
  An　age　of　bad　women；
  An　axe…age；　a　sword…age；
  Shields　oft　cleft　in　twain；
  A　storm…age；　a　wolf…age；
  Ere　earth　meet　its　doom。
  So　sang；　2000　years　ago；　perhaps；　the　great　unnamed　prophetess；　of
  our　own　race；　of　what　might　be；　if　we　should　fail　mankind　and　our
  own　calling　and　election。
  God　grant　that　day　may　never　come。　　But　God　grant；　also；　that　if
  that　day　does　come；　then　may　come　true　also　what　that　wise　Vala
  sang；　of　the　day　when　gods；　and　men；　and　earth　should　be　burnt　up
  with　fire。
  When　slaked　Surtur's　flame　is；
  Still　the　man　and　the　maiden；
  Hight　Valour　and　Life；
  Shall　keep　themselves　hid
  In　the　wood　of　remembrance。
  The　dew　of　the　dawning
  For　food　it　shall　serve　them：
  From　them　spring　new　peoples。
  New　peoples。　　For　after　all　is　said；　the　ideal　form　of　human　society
  is　democracy。
  A　nationand；　were　it　even　possible；　a　whole　worldof　free　men；
  lifting　free　foreheads　to　God　and　Nature；　calling　no　man　masterfor
  one　is　their　master；　even　God；　knowing　and　obeying　their　duties
  towards　the　Maker　of　the　Universe；　and　therefore　to　each　other；　and
  that　not　from　fear；　nor　calculation　of　profit　or　loss；　but　because
  they　loved　and　liked　it；　and　had　seen　the　beauty　of　righteousness
  and　trust　and　peace；　because　the　law　of　God　was　in　their　hearts；　and
  needing　at　last；　it　may　be；　neither　king　nor　priest；　for　each　man
  and　each　woman；　in　their　place；　were　kings　and　priests　to　God。　　Such
  a　nationsuch　a　societywhat　nobler　conception　of　mortal　existence
  can　we　form？　　Would　not　that　be；　indeed；　the　kingdom　of　God　come　on
  earth？
  And　tell　me　not　that　that　is　impossibletoo　fair　a　dream　to　be　ever
  realised。　　All　that　makes　it　impossible　is　the　selfishness；
  passions；　weaknesses；　of　those　who　would　be　blest　were　they　masters
  of　themselves；　and　therefore　of　circumstances；　who　are　miserable
  because；　not　being　masters　of　themselves；　they　try　to　master
  circumstance；　to　pull　down　iron　walls　with　weak　and　clumsy　hands；
  and　forget　that　he　who　would　be　free　from　tyrants　must　first　be　free
  from　his　worst　tyrant；　self。
  But　tell　me　not　that　the　dream　is　impossible。　　It　is　so　beautiful
  that　it　must　be　true。　　If　not　now；　nor　centuries　hence；　yet　still
  hereafter。　　God　would　never；　as　I　hold；　have　inspired　man　with　that
  rich　imagination　had　He　not　meant　to　translate；　some　day；　that
  imagination　into　fact。
  The　very　greatness　of　the　idea；　beyond　what　a　single　mind　or
  generation　can　grasp；　will　ensure　failure　on　failurefollies；
  fanaticisms；　disappointments；　even　crimes；　bloodshed；　hasty　furies；
  as　of　children　baulked　of　their　holiday。
  But　it　will　be　at　last　fulfilled；　filled　full；　and　perfected；　not
  perhaps　here；　or　among　our　peoples；　or　any　people　which　now　exist　on
  earth：　　　but　in　some　future　civilisationit　may　be　in　far　lands
  beyond　the　seawhen　all　that　you　and　we　have　made　and　done　shall　be
  as　the　forest…grown　mounds　of　the　old　nameless　civilisers　of　the
  Mississippi　valley。
  RONDELET；　｛7｝　THE　HUGUENOT　NATURALIST　｛8｝
  〃Apollo；　god　of　medicine；　exiled　from　the　rest　of　the　earth；　was
  straying　once　across　the　Narbonnaise　in　Gaul；　seeking　to　fix　his
  abode　there。　　Driven　from　Asia；　from　Africa；　and　from　the　rest　of
  Europe；　he　wandered　through　all　the　towns　of　the　province　in　search
  of　a　place　propitious　for　him　and　for　his　disciples。　　At　last　he
  perceived　a　new　city；　constructed　from　the　ruins　of　Maguelonne；　of
  Lattes；　and　of　Substantion。　　He　contemplated　long　its　site；　its
  aspect；　its　neighbourhood；　and　resolved　to　establish　on　this　hill　of
  Montpellier　a　temple　for　himself　and　his　priests。　　All　smiled　on　his
  desires。　　By　the　genius　of　the　soil；　by　the　character　of　the
  inhabitants；　no　town　is　more　fit　for　the　culture　of　letters；　and
  above　all　of　medicine。　　What　site　is　more　delicious　and　more　lovely？
  A　heaven　pure　and　smiling；　a　city　built　with　magnificence；　men　born
  for　all　the　labours　of　the　intellect。　　All　around　vast　horizons　and
  enchanting　sitesmeadows；　vines；　olives；　green　champaigns；
  mountains　and　hills；　rivers；　brooks；　lagoons；　and　the　sea。
  Everywhere　a　luxuriant　vegetationeverywhere　the　richest　production
  of　the　land　and　the　water。　　Hail　to　thee　sweet　and　dear　city！　　Hail；
  happy　abode　of　Apollo；　who　spreadest　afar　the　light　of　the　glory　of
  thy　name！〃
  〃This　fine　tirade；〃　says　Dr。　Maurice　Raynaudfrom　whose　charming
  book　on　the　〃Doctors　of　the　Time　of　Moliere〃　I　quote〃is　not；　as
  one　might　think；　the　translation　of　a　piece　of　poetry。　　It　is　simply
  part　of　a　public　oration　by　Francois　Fanchon；　one　of　the　most
  illustrious　chancellors　of　the　faculty　of　medicine　of　Montpellier　in
  the　seventeenth　century。〃　　〃From　time　immemorial；〃　he　says；　〃'the
  faculty'　of　Montpellier　had　made　itself　remarkable　by　a　singular
  mixture　of　the　sacred　and　the　profane。　　The　theses　which　were
  sustained　there　began　by　an　invocation　to　God；　the　Blessed　Virgin；
  and　St。　Luke；　and　ended　by　these　words：　　　'This　thesis　will　be
  sustained　in　the　sacred　Temple　of　Apollo。'〃
  But　however　extravagant　Chancellor　Fanchon's　praises　of　his　native
  city　may　seem；　they　are　really　not　exaggerated。　　The　Narbonnaise；　or
  Languedoc；　is　perhaps　the　most　charming　district　of　charming　France。
  In　the　far　north…east　gleam　the　white　Alps；　in　the　far　south…west
  the　white　Pyrenees；　and　from　the　purple　glens　and　yellow　downs　of
  the　Cevennes　on　the　north…west；　the　Herault　slopes　gently　down
  towards　the　〃Etangs；〃　or　great　salt…water　lagoons；　and　the　vast
  alluvial　flats　of　the　Camargue；　the　field　of　Caius　Marius；　where
  still　run　herds　of　half…wild　horses；　descended　from　some　ancient
  Roman　stock；　while　beyond　all　glitters　the　blue　Mediterranean。　　The
  great　almond　orchards；　each　one　sheet　of　rose…colour　in　spring；　the