Cobbett would not forcibly incorporate Ireland, least of all the corpse of Ireland.

But before his defeat Cobbett had an enormous following; his "Register" was what the serial novels of Dickens were afterwards to be.

Dickens, by the way, inherited the same instinct for abrupt diction, and probably enjoyed writing "gas and gaiters" more than any two other words in his works.
But Dickens was narrower than Cobbett, not by any fault of his own, but because in the intervening epoch of the triumph of Scrooge and Gradgrind the link with our Christian past had been lost, save in the single matter of Christmas, which Dickens rescued romantically and by a hair's-breadth escape.

Cobbett was a yeoman; that is, a man free and farming a small estate.

By Dickens's time, yeomen seemed as antiquated as bowmen.