Charles Spurgeon

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THERE seems to have been in the olden times among the petty sovereigns of the East, regular seasons<br /> for warfare; perhaps they marched forth in the spring, when the grass would afford food for their<br /> horses, or possibly in the autumn, when the troops could forage upon the standing crops. These sovereigns<br /> of small territories were little better than the captains of hordes of robbers, and their revenues were<br /> rather derived from plunder than from legitimate taxation. We may thank God that we live in a happier<br /> era, for the miseries of nations were then beyond imagination; desolating as war now is, its evils are<br /> comparatively little compared with those days of perpetual plunder. There are times when kings go forth<br /> to battle now; they will be at their accursed trade when they think that their people will tolerate another<br /> oppressive tax, or when their credit is good enough for their bankers to make them another advance;<br /> alas, the blood which has been poured forth to gratify the ambition of princes!

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