NO revolutionary madness, it may be hoped, will ever desecrate the tomb of Hugo. But it is better, perhaps, even for a great writer to find his last home in the churchyard of his own village, as our own Shakespeare did. After all, as was said in the noblest funeral oration ever uttered, the monuments of great men are not the perishable material of wood or stone, but live graven in the fleshy tablets of the heart. Wherever he lies, and whatever the ultimate fate of his ashes, Hugo will live as long as literature lives. He broke the strait bonds which classical pedantry imposed upon French genius, and if there lies a great future before French literature, it will owe that future, in a great measure, to Hugo. The political moral of the funeral, and of the apprehensions felt as to the probability of an outbreak, are significant. The Government and society have divulged their own fears and their own feebleness, and the Anarchists have gained this great advantage, that if they are not powerful, these whom they have most reason to fear believe them powerful. The red flag has not succeeded in establishing a claim to recognition, but it has succeeded in creating something like a panic.
Manchester Courier, June 2
Victor Hugo's Funeral
Victor Hugo's Funeral
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Miracles of healing - Christian Miracles or Healing
History of Russia: Christian Versus Barbarian
History of Japan: Early Christian Martyrs
The Jesus of History
The Assyrian Origin of Devil Worshippers
The Christ Of Dogma
The early history of Constantinople
