The Sun.
London, England, 1844-09-19 00:00:00

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LONDON, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1844.

The Post, usually so calm and decorous in its lan-
guage, and so like a lady's-maid in its notions of the
genteel, is this morning in—what Sir ANTHONY
ABSOLUTE would call —" a thundering passion."
O'CONNELL and the Repeal question have, between
them, fairly "scared it from its propriety," and it
expresses itself with a vehemence that may be almost
sa,d to border upon frenzy. " Great wits to mad-
ness nearly are allied," says DRYDEN ; but here we
have a proof that " small wits" have quite as close a
connexion with insanity, for our Contemporary's
sagacity is anything but remarkable for its enlarged
character ; and none can doubt, who peruses the fol-
lowing strange, wild passage, that his mind is just at
present in that state of hallucination, which no generous
or susceptible nature can witness without emotion :
"It is the merest folly in English statesmen," re-
marks the Post, in the intensity of its wrath, "to
trust longer to the effects of conciliation. Ireland must
be abandoned to the disloyal Romanists, or re-con-
quered, Ireland never can be governed by conciliation.
She must be surrendered at discretion to the enemies
of England, or governed by force. Nor let squeamish
people start at this doctrine. Force is the principle
to which the Romanists have appealed. What else
meant the monster meetings of last year ? What
meant O'Cox-sismi.'s speeches breathing, as they did,
blood and vengeance ? The Repealers have, in fact,
admitted that they will, if they can, carry their ends
by violence. By violence, therefore, is England jus-
tified in maintaining her supremacy!" Is it the
placid and sentimental Post, usually so studious in
the cultivation of the gentilities, that holds this fe-
rocious language ? Is it the Post, so conspicuous by
its high-toned theories and its strenuous inculcation
of a lofty political morality, that thus advocates the
most demoralising of all evils, civil war ?—that re-
commends England to draw the sword, and once
again let loose the blood-hounds of rapine' and car-
nage through the length ant( breadth of un-
happy Ireland ? can Scarcely credit the
evidence of our senses, ; and can only account
.s language by supposing
for our Contemporary
that his excessive indignation against the Re-
peal agitators has obnubilated his judgment,
and blunted, it not wholly destroyed, that fine sense
of humanity of which he is continually making such
a parade. But to say nothing of the mingled frenzy
and absurdity of the above passage, what can be falser
than some of the statements contained in it ? " Ire

land never can be governed by conciliation !" Why,
she never has been so governed, except perhaps
during the brief period when she had a NORMANDY
for a Viceroy, and a AloneEnt for her Chief Secre-

tary, and then she was notoriously more tranquil
and contented than she had been for ages before;
the demand for a Repeal of the Union, if
made at all, was made only in a faint,
languid whisper, and excited little or no public
attention ; and the Irish Judges on their different
circuits congratulated their countrymen on the great
diminution of crime among them. If we except this
brief—far too brief—period, Ireland, we repeat, never
has been governed by conciliation. On the contrary,
she has been governed on ,he principle of coercion,
for the high Tories—the CASTLERZAOII and the