That crisis was _not_ the foundling of a strong Tudor monarchy, for the monarchy almost immediately perished; it _was_ the founding of a strong class holding all the capital and land, for it holds them to this day.

Cobbett would have asked nothing better than to bend his mediaeval bow to the cry of "St.George for Merry England," for though he pointed to the other and uglier side of the Waterloo medal, he was patriotic; and his premonitions were rather against Blucher than Wellington.

But if we take that old war-cry as his final word (and he would have accepted it) we must note how every term in it points away from what the modern plutocrats call either progress or empire.

It involves the invocation of saints, the most popular and the most forbidden form of mediaevalism.

The modern Imperialist no more thinks of St.George in England than he thinks of St.John in St.John's Wood.