Last words of Thomas Carlyle - Warburg Institute

82 WOTTON EEINFEEDgross, you shall often finddetail.him spiteful and selfish inMean men have obtained preferment, and he_jis unpreferred; then while he despises them, hecannot help half envj;ing. The world has used himill,jand he has no stronghold of his own where hemight abide its shocks in peace, nay, love it, pitiful asit is ; but wages a sort of Bedouin warfare with itsarrangements ; an employment in which no one canappear to advantage. Yet certainly he wishes to dowell; and his sins are of omission not commission.Let us pity the good philosopher ! He was made fora better world than ours, and only in the Heaven,where he looks to arrive, can his fine spirit be itself.* *But now,' continued he, I must speak ofBurridge whom you poisoned last night with arsenic.Frank, in spite of his atrabiliar philosophy, is no badfellow ; his Uver, I believe, is wrong, but his heart isnot. A man of birth and wealth, with sense enoughto see what is wrong, but scarcely what is right, sitsin Parliament legislating after the manner of anEnglish squire ; hunts at home or abroad when he isnot voting ; believes in Hume ; curses the badness ofthe weather, the villainy of men, the derangement ofthe universe at large ;yet, strange enough, feels withalthat he must vote with ministers, and Church andState be supported ; both are false, but bad might beworse. A Manichean I might call him, or rather anArimanian, for in theory his sole God is the devil,since he worships nothing but necessity ;yet such