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FOREWORD 
O
ught  one  to  reprint  historical  essays  which  have  al
ready been published once?  This is a question which 
faces any historian who happens to have written such 
occasional essays. They may look well enough in their place, in 
the  weekly  or  monthly  press,  but when  they reappear,  strung 
together, they often wear a miscellaneous look, as if they formed 
not a book but a scrap-heap. Since I am aware of this fact, and 
since  these  essays,  ranging  unevenly  over  so  many  centuries, 
may seem to invite such criticism, perhaps I should introduce 
them with an apologia. I should state why I have been so bold 
as  to  republish  essays  which  have  already  appeared  in  well
known periodicals, and particularly in that distressingly radical 
organ,  for whose space however  I am most grateful,  The .New 
Statesman and Nation.1 
My answer to this question is simple, perhaps presumptuous. 
Essays like these, various in time, depth and subject, can only 
bear republication if they receive an underlying unity from the 
philosophy of the writer: a philosophy,  I would add,  which is 
best illustrated by their very variety. Such a philosophy may be 
criticised  as a  bad or questionable philosophy, but if  it is dis
cernible  through all  these  essays  and  gives  them  consistency, 
that is enough for my purpose. It will ensure that this volume is 
not a scrap-heap but a book. 
It  is  perhaps  anachronistic  to  write  of a  historian's  philo
sophy.  Today  most  professional  historians  'specialise'.  They 
choose a period, sometimes a very brief period, and within that 
period they strive, in desperate competition with ever-expand
ing  evidence,  to  know  all  the  facts.  Thus  armed,  they  can 
comfortably shoot  down  any amateurs  who  blunder  or rivals 
who  stray  into  their  heavily  fortified  field;  and,  of  course, 
knowing the strength of modern defensive weapons, they them-
1 Of the essays reprinted m this book No. 7 first appeared in EncounNots.er 2,0,  
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selves keep  prudently within their own frontiers.  Theirs  is a 
static world. They have a self-contained economy, a Maginot 
Line, and large reserves which they seldom use; but they have 
no philosophy. For a historical philosophy is incompatible with 
such narrow frontiers. It must apply to humanity in any period. 
To  test  it,  a  historian  must  dare  to travel abroad,  even in 
hostile country; to express it he must be ready to write essays 
even  on  subjects  on  which  he  may  be  ill-qualified  to  write 
books. This was a truism to the great historians of the past: who 
would ever ask what was Gibbon's period? Today it is a heresy: 
with few exceptions, we do not even enquire after the philosophy 
of our masters. 
If these essays are united by any such philosophy, the reader 
will discover it. He will also discover any special interests or 
eccentricities of which I may be guilty. Here I will only say that 
to me the interest of history lies not in its  periods but in its 
problems, and, primarily, in one general problem which is its 
substance  in all  times and  all  places:  the  interplay  between 
heavy social forces  or intractable geographical facts and the 
creative  or  disruptive  forces  which  wrestle  with  them:  the 
nimble mind, the burning conscience, the blind passions of man. 
For history, I believe, is not static, a mere field to be mapped 
out. It is not predictable, nor yet aimless. It is an endless play 
of forces,  all determinable,  except  one:  and  that  one  is  the 
dynamic element, the human mind which sometimes triumphs, 
sometimes destroys, sometimes founders. If these essays, random 
samples from a great ocean,  nevertheless illuminate different 
aspects  of that  central problem,  I  can collect  and  republish 
them with a clear conscience. 
HUGH  TREVOR-ROPER 
CHRIST  CHURCH 
OXFORD
CONTENTS 
cilAPTElt  PAGE 
I.  THE  HOLY  LAND  I 
II.  6 
THE  WORLD  OF  HOMER 
III.  THE  DARK  AGES  I2 
IV.  THE  MEDIEVAL  ITALIAN  CAPITALISTS  18 
V.  IBN KHALDOUN AND THE DECLINE OF  BARBARY  24 
VI.  UP  AND  DowN  IN  THE  CouNTRY:  THE  PAsToN 
LETTERS  30 
VII. 
DESIDERIUS  ERASMUS  35 
VIII.  NrccoLo  MACHIAVELLI  61 
IX.  THE  TWILIGHT  OF  THE  MONKS  67 
X.  ENGLAND'S  MODERNISER:  THOMAS  CROMWELL  74 
XI.  THE  CRISIS  OF  ENGLISH  HUMANISM:  REGINALD 
POLE  AND  HIS  CIRCLE  79 
XII.  HUGH  LATIMER  AND  THE  ENGLISH  COMMON
WEALTH 
XIII.  SrR  THOMAS  MoRE  AND  THE  ENGLISH  LAY 
RECUSANTS  91 
XIV.  ELIZABETH  AND  CECIL  98 
XV.  THE LAST ELIZABETHAN: SrR WALTER RALEIGH  103 
XVI.  THE  JESUIT  MISSION  IN  ENGLAND  AND  THE 
GUNPOWDER  PLOT  I08 
XVII.  TWICE  MARTYRED:  THE  ENGLISH  JESUITS  AND 
3 
THEIR  HISTORIANS  I I 
XVIII.  THE  JESUITS  IN JAPAN  I 19 
XIX.  FULLER'S 'WORTHIES' AND THE AGE OF ENGLISH 
CHARITY  125 
'.XX.  JAMES  I  AND  HIS  BISHOPS  I 30 
vii
Vlll  CONTENTS 
CHAPTER  PAGE 
XXI.  46 
THE JEWISH  DISPERSION  I 
XXII.  r 5 r 
THE  SEPHARDIM  IN  ENGLAND 
XXIII. 
THE JEWS  AND  MODERN  CAPITALISM  156 
XXIV.  r6r 
RuBENS  IN  POLITICS 
XXV. 
GUSTAVUS  ADOLPHUS  AND  THE  SWEDISH 
167 
EMPIRE 
XXVI. 
A  CASE  OF  Co-ExrsTENcE:  CHRISTENDOM 
AND  THE  TURKS  173 
XXVII.  THE  COUNTRY-HOUSE  RADICALS  r 79 
XXVIII. 
THE  OUTBREAK  OF  THE  GREAT  REBEL-
LION  189 
XXIX. 
THE SOCIAL CAUSES OF THE GREAT REBEL-
LION  195 
XXX.  I: 
THE  MYTH OF  CHARLES  A  TERCENTEN-
206 
ARY  OCCASION 
XXXI. 
'ErKON  BASILIKE':  THE  PROBLEM  OF  THE 
KING's  BooK  2 r 1 
XXXII. 
THE  QUAKERS  22! 
�:XXIII. 
HUGUENOTS  AND  PAPISTS  227 
XXXIV.  THOMAS  HOBBES  233 
XXXV.  THE  ANTI-HOBBISTS  239 
XXXVI.  244 
CLARENDON  AND  THE  GREAT  RI<,BELLION 
XXVII.  Rr,vour-
MACAULAY  AND  THE  GLoRrous 
TION  249 
XXXVIII. 
THE  MARQUIS  OF  HALIFAX 
XXXIX. 
THE  SPANISH  ENLIGHTENMENT  260 
XL. 
THE  FAUSTIAN  HISTORIAN:  JACOB  BURCK-
HARDT  273 
XLI.  279 
LYTTON  STRACHEY  AS  HISTORIAN 
XLII.  KARL  MARX AND  THE  STUDY  OF  HISTORY  285
CHAPTER  I 
THE  H OLY  LAND 
rom one narrow  area - the borderlands  of Arabia and 
Palestine - three great religions have been carried abroad. 
F
What peculiar character gave to one corner of the earth 
such spiritual concentration? For answer we must look not to 
history, but to geography, or rather to historical geography. In 
particular  we  may  look  to  that  great work,  George  Adam 
Smith's Historical Geography of the Holy Land. No other book so 
vividly re-creates the character of that eventful  country or so 
skilfully calls in the rocks and valleys to explain its three thou
sand years of history. For the Scots professor was no academic 
observer:  he had not only read but ridden his way through 
every corner of his subject. And in the end it was not only past 
history that he explained. Twenty years later Palestine became 
once more a battleground of great armies, and the book which 
was written for scholars became the manual of statesmen. The 
Prime Minister, Lloyd George, was 'absorbed' by it; the victori
ous General Allenby carried it with him on his campaign; it was 
used at the Peace Conference; and the first High Commissioner, 
before taking up the government of the new Mandate, sought 
out, as his adviser, the Hebrew scholar from Aberdeen. 
What is the essential, the permanent character of Palestine? 
From the first it has been double: Palestine is both 'the bridge 
between Asia and Africa' and 'the refuge of the drifting popula
tions of Arabia'. Great armies have passed through it to battle: 
the armies of Sennacherib and the Pharaohs, of Cambyses and 
Alexander, of Ptolemies and Seleucids, of Pompey and Caesar, 
the Caliphs and the Crusaders, Sultan Selim and Mehemet Ali, 
Napoleon and Allenby. Monotonously they have followed the 
same great highways, picked up in the Serbonian Bog the same 
fearful  plague,  and  fought  their crucial battles  in  the  same 
natural  theatre,  the passage  and  gateway  of Jezreel.  There 
Sisera and Saul were destroyed; there, at Megiddo, Josiah was 
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destroyed  by Pharaoh  Necho;  and the  greatest  battle of all, 
where the Kings of the Earth are to be destroyed, was naturally 
placed, by the heated Zealots who imagined it, at Mcgiddo, or 
Armageddon. 
But what were  these  Kings  of the  Earth  and  their  great 
transient  armies  to  the  mountain  tribes  of Israel?  Like  the 
beduin of the desert in our wars, they looked down upon the 
passing chariots from above and only descended afterwards, for 
the leavings.  For the Hebrews were a highland people:  their 
very language shows it. Their word for valley is 'depth', their 
visitors 'come up',  even their hilltops are viewed from above. 
To them horses and chariots were exotic beasts and unfamiliar 
machines. All the great chariot-rides in the Bible take place in 
the north, in Samaria. The horse, until Solomon, was not used; 
if captured, it was hamstrung; and the Prophets, those die-hard 
conservatives,  continued  to  frown  upon  it  as  an  irreligious 
novelty. It was in 'the high places of Israel' that the Hebrews 
settled; it was there that their own  unique history took place; 
th�y  left  the  valleys  to  foreign  armies  and  caravans,  the 
sea coast to the sea-faring Phoenicians and the sea-borne Phili
stines. 
Furthermore, these drifting tribes of Arabia who had settled 
in Palestine were both wedged in and split up by the shape of the 
land. On the east the Jordan, sunk in its tropical valley, is not, 
like other rivers, a trade-route: it is a barrier. On the west the 
inhospitable sea coast was not, like the tempting archipelago of 
the Greeks, a highway to other continents: it was 'a stiff, stormy 
line', a border,  a horizon. There is no word in Hebrew for a 
bridge - no bridge over their only river; nor for harbour either 
- no harbour in their only sea. And between these two bar
riers the country is further broken up into 'shelves and coigns' 
into which the swarming clans of Arabia fitted themselves by 
tribes and,  thus fitted,  preserved,  as  in Alpine  cantons,  their 
different cultures. 
Thus when history first lights up within Palestine, what we see is a 
confused medley of clans - all that crowd of Canaanites, Amorites, 
Perizzites, Hivites, Girgashites, Hittites, sons of Anak and Zamzum� 
mim which is so perplexing to the student and yet in such thorough 
harmony with the natural  conditions  of the country and with the
THE  HOLY  LAND  3 
rest of the history . . . . P  alestine, formed as it is, and surrounded as it 
is, is emphatically a land of tribes. 
At first it was the land of these Canaanite tribes, scattered and 
sedentary,  an agricultural and commercial people dwelling in 
strong  places  and  practising  like  all  primitive  agricultural 
peoples,  orgiastic  rites.  Each  tribe  had  its  tutelary  deity,  like 
local  madonnas  in  Italy:  they  'practised  abominations'  and 
worshipped Baal 'on every high hill and under every green tree'. 
Later,  when  the  Hebrews  conquered  and  absorbed them  and 
became, like them, an agricultural people, they fitted as natur
ally, tribe by tribe, into the same local niches and adopted as 
naturally  the  same  local  cults.  They  'went  a-whoring  after 
strange gods'. 
And yet, in the end, they were not seduced. They did not per
severe  along  the  path  of their  predecessors.  Why not?  Once 
again geography offers an answer. For over and above the local 
subdivisions  of Palestine stands  a  greater,  more fundamental 
division:  the  division  between Arabia and Syria,  between  the 
desert  and  the  sown.  The  Hebrews  were  not,  like  their 
predecessors,  a  sedentary,  agricultural  people:  they  wen� 
beduin  from  the  desert  and  their  religion  was  the  religion 
of the desert,  'the sour Wahaby fanaticism'  and yet also  'the 
great antique humanity of the Semitic desert' which Doughty 
afterwards found in his solitary Arabian wanderings.  From the 
nomadic  Kenites,  the  outcast  tinkers  of the  desert,  they  had 
learned their grim religion, the worship of Y ahveh, the god of 
the volcano in Sinai;  and now they carried it from 'the waste, 
the howling wilderness' into 'the land of corn and wine' which 
they  had  conquered.  Then  the  miracle  happened.  Absorbed, 
Canaanised,  civilised,  they yet contrived to retain their desert 
religion with its violence and its humanity. The Old Testament, 
in  so  far  as  it is  history,  is  the history of a  great ideological 
struggle: a struggle between the invading gods of the desert and 
the native gods of the sown. 
How  splendid  are  the  stories  of its  human  agents!  Politic 
kings,  setting  up  their  new  regality  with  its  officers  and  tax
gatherers and incorporated court-chaplains, might seek to tame 
the old aristocratic anarchy of the desert; but always the beduin 
with their marahouts, the prophets, intervened. Sometimes their