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cannot free myself from the impression that, for some forty
minutes, the fate of the great battle hung upon a breath of wind

such as I have felt stealing from behind, as it were, upon my cheek
while engaged in looking to the westward for the signs of the true

weather.
Never more shall British seamen going into action have to trust the

success of their valour to a breath of wind. The God of gales and
battles favouring her arms to the last, has let the sun of

England's sailing-fleet and of its greatest master set in unclouded
glory. And now the old ships and their men are gone; the new ships

and the new men, many of them bearing the old, auspicious names,
have taken up their watch on the stern and impartial sea, which

offers no opportunities but to those who know how to grasp them
with a ready hand and an undaunted heart.

XLIX.
This the navy of the Twenty Years' War knew well how to do, and

never better than when Lord Nelson had breathed into its soul his
own passion of honour and fame. It was a fortunate navy. Its

victories were no mere smashing of helpless ships and massacres of
cowed men. It was spared that cruel favour, for which no brave

heart had ever prayed. It was fortunate in its adversaries. I say
adversaries, for on recalling such proud memories we should avoid

the word "enemies," whose hostile sound perpetuates the antagonisms
and strife of nations, so irremediable perhaps, so fateful - and

also so vain. War is one of the gifts of life; but, alas! no war
appears so very necessary when time has laid its soothing hand upon

the passionate misunderstandings and the passionate desires of
great peoples. "Le temps," as a distinguished Frenchman has said,

"est un galant homme." He fosters the spirit of concord and
justice, in whose work there is as much glory to be reaped as in

the deeds of arms.
One of them disorganized by revolutionary changes, the other rusted

in the neglect of a decayed monarchy, the two fleets opposed to us
entered the contest with odds against them from the first. By the

merit of our daring and our faithfulness, and the genius of a great
leader, we have in the course of the war augmented our advantage

and kept it to the last. But in the exulting illusion of
irresistible might a long series of military successes brings to a

nation the less obviousaspect of such a fortune may perchance be
lost to view. The old navy in its last days earned a fame that no

belittling malevolence dare cavil at. And this supreme favour they
owe to their adversaries alone.

Deprived by an ill-starred fortune of that self-confidence which
strengthens the hands of an armed host, impaired in skill but not

in courage, it may safely be said that our adversaries managed yet
to make a better fight of it in 1797 than they did in 1793. Later

still, the resistance offered at the Nile was all, and more than
all, that could be demanded from seamen, who, unless blind or

without understanding, must have seen their doom sealed from the
moment that the Goliath, bearing up under the bows of the Guerrier,

took up an inshore berth. The combined fleets of 1805, just come
out of port, and attended by nothing but the disturbing memories of

reverses, presented to our approach a determined front, on which
Captain Blackwood, in a knightly spirit, congratulated his Admiral.

By the exertions of their valour our adversaries have but added a
greater lustre to our arms. No friend could have done more, for

even in war, which severs for a time all the sentiments of human
fellowship, this subtle bond of association remains between brave

men - that the final testimony to the value of victory must be
received at the hands of the vanquished.

Those who from the heat of that battle sank together to their
repose in the cool depths of the ocean would not understand the

watchwords of our day, would gaze with amazed eyes at the engines
of our strife. All passes, all changes: the animosity of peoples,

the handling of fleets, the forms of ships; and even the sea itself
seems to wear a different and diminished aspect from the sea of

Lord Nelson's day. In this ceaseless rush of shadows and shades,
that, like the fantastic forms of clouds cast darkly upon the

waters on a windy day, fly past us to fall headlong below the hard
edge of an implacable horizon, we must turn to the national spirit,

which, superior in its force and continuity to good and evil
fortune, can alone give us the feeling of an enduringexistence and

of an invincible power against the fates.
Like a subtle and mysterious elixir poured into the perishable clay

of successive generations, it grows in truth, splendour, and
potency with the march of ages. In its incorruptible flow all

round the globe of the earth it preserves from the decay and
forgetfulness of death the greatness of our great men, and amongst

them the passionate and gentle greatness of Nelson, the nature of
whose genius was, on the faith of a brave seaman and distinguished

Admiral, such as to "Exalt the glory of our nation."
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