NAPOLEON AND PERICLES

Two powerful nations have been vitally affected by natural calamities.

The former of these calamities was inevitable by human prudence, and

uncontrollable by human skill; the latter was to be foreseen at any

distance by the most ignorant, and to be avoided by the most unwary. I

mean in the first the Plague of the Athenians; in the second the

starvation of the French. The first happened under the administration

of a man transcendently brave; a man cautious, temperate, eloquent,

prompt, sagacious, above all that ever guided the councils and

animated the energies of a state; the second under a soldier of

fortune, expert and enthusiastic; but often deficient in moral

courage, not seldom in personal; rude, insolent, rash, rapacious;

valuing but one human life among the myriads at his disposal, and that

one far from the worthiest, in the estimation of an honester and a

saner mind.

It is with reluctant shame I enter on a comparison of such a person

and Pericles. On one hand we behold the richest cultivation of the

most varied and extensive genius; the confidence of courage, the

sedateness of wisdom, the stateliness of integrity; on the other,

coarse manners, rude language, violent passions continually exploding,

a bottomless void on the side of truth, and a rueful waste on that of

common honesty.... So many pernicious faults were not committed by

Xerxes or Darius, whom ancient historians call feeble princes, as were

committed by Napoleon, whom the modern do not call feeble, because he

felt nothing for others, coerced pertinaciously, promised rashly, gave

indiscriminately, looked tranquilly, and spoke mysteriously. Even in

his flight, signalized by nothing but despondency, Segur, his

panegyrist, hath clearly shown that, had he retained any presence of

mind, any sympathy, or any shame, he might have checked and crippled

his adversary. One glory he shares with Trajan and with Pericles, and

neither time nor malice can diminish it. He raised up and rewarded all

kinds of merit, even in those arts to which he was a stranger. In this

indeed he is more remarkable, perhaps more admirable, than Pericles

himself, for Pericles was a stranger to none of them.

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