“Who but my father would keep such a bird in such a cage,” he said with boyish indignation.  And it was for this boy friend that Raleigh began the book by which we know him best, his History of the World.  Never has such a great work been attempted by a captive.  To write the history of even one country must mean much labor, much reading, much thought.  To write a history of the world still more.  And I have told you about Raleigh because with him begins an interest in history beyond the bounds of our own island.  Before him our historians had only written of England.

It gives us some idea of the large courage of Raleigh’s mind when we remember that he was over fifty when he began this tremendous piece of work for the sake of a boy he loved.  Raleigh labored at this book for seven years or more.  He was allowed to have his own books in prison.  Sir Robert Cotton lent him others, and learned friends came to talk over his book with him and help him.  And so the pile of written sheets grew.  But the book was never finished, for long before the first volume was ready the brave young prince for whom it was written died.

To Raleigh, this was the cruelest blow fate ever dealt him, for with the death of Prince Henry died his hope of freedom.  In spite of his long imprisonment, Raleigh had never lost hope of one day regaining his freedom.  Prince Henry just before his death had wrung an unwilling promise from the King his father that Raleigh should be set free.  But when the Prince died the King forgot his promise.

“O eloquent, just and mighty death!” Raleigh says in the last lines of his book, “Whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded, what none hath dared, thou hast done; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised; thou hast drawn together all the far stretching greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words Hic Jacet.

“Lastly, whereas this book by the title it hath, calls itself, the first part of The General History of the World, implying a second and third volume, which I also intended and have hewn out, besides many other discouragements, persuading my silence, it hath pleased God to take that glorious prince out of the world, to whom they were directed; whose unspeakable and never enough lamented loss hath taught me to say with Job, my heart is turned to mourning and my organ into the voice of them that weep.”

Raleigh begins his great book with the Creation and brings it down to the third Macedonian war, which ended in 168 B.C.  So you see he did not get far.  But although when he began he had intended to write much more, he never meant to bring his history down to his own time.  “I know that it will be said by many,” he writes in his preface, “that I might have been more pleasing to the reader if I had written the story of mine own times, having been permitted to draw water as near the well-head as another.  To this I answer that whosoever in writing a modern history, shall follow truth too near the heels, it may haply strike out his teeth.”