The English on the other hand have been not monsters or demons, but men unstrung.
"In tragic life, God wot, No villain need be, passions spin the plot; We are betrayed by what is false within." Least of all am I to be understood as ascribing to modern Englishmen any sort of planned, aforethought malice in regard to Ireland.

It is what Bacon might have called a mere idol of the platform to suppose that they are filled with a burning desire to oppress Ireland.

The dream of their lives is to ignore her, to eliminate from their calculations this variable constant which sheds bewilderment upon every problem.

Could they but succeed in that, a very Sabbath of peace would have dawned for them.

The modern Englishman is too much worried to plan the oppression of anybody.