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To daily fraud, contempt, abuse, and wrong,
In power of others, never in my own;
Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half.
O first created beam, and thou great Word,
Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree?
And silent as the moon,
When she deserts the night
Hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
Since light so necessary is to life,
And almost life itself, if it be true
She all in every part; why was the sight
87 silent] 'Mediæque silentia lunæ.' Stat. Theb. ii. 58. tacito sub lumine Phoeben.' Sil. Ital. xv. 566. Mr. Todd quotes Dante Inferno, c. 1. 'Mi ripingeva là dove 'l sol tace.' Mr. Dyce cites Shirley's Bird in a Cage, act iii. sc. 2. 'As silent as the moon.'
89 cave] Claudiani Cons. Stilickonis, iii. 268. 'Concepit luna cavernis.' Iliados Epitome, ed. Korten, ver. 875.
Lucret. iv. 392. Etheriis adfixa cavernis.'
That she might look at will through every pore?
By privilege of death and burial
From worst of other evils, pains, and wrongs, 105 But made hereby obnoxious more
To all the miseries of life,
Life in captivity
Among inhuman foes.
But who are these; for with joint pace I hear 110
CHOR. This, this is he; softly a while,
O change beyond report, thought, or belief!
100 a living death] Consult the note, in Mr. Todd's edition, for the frequent use of this expression, from Petrarch, and Shakespeare, and the old English Poets.
102 a moving grave] A living grave.' Sidney's Arcadia, p. 352. A walking grave.' Sir R. Howard's Vestal Virgin, 1665.
Sits diffus'd.' Heywood's Troy, p. 314.
Mr. Thyer quotes Ovid ex Ponto, iii. 3. 7.
'Fusaque erant toto languida membra toro.'
With languish'd head unpropp'd,
In slavish habit, ill-fitted weeds
Or do my eyes misrepresent? can this be he,
Irresistible Samson? whom unarmed [withstand;
Made arms ridiculous, useless the forgery
Of brazen shield and spear, the hammer'd cuirass, Chalybean temper'd steel, and frock of mail Adamantean proof;
But safest he who stood aloof,
When insupportably his foot advanc'd,
In scorn of their proud arms and warlike tools, Spurn'd them to death by troops. The bold Asca
Fled from his lion ramp; old warriors turn'd
188 Chalybean] Virg. Georg. i. 58. Ov. Fast. iv. 405.
134 Adamantean] Johnson thinks this word peculiar to Milton. Perhaps he coined it from Ovid. Met. vii. 104. Todd. 186 insupportably] Spens. F. Q. i. vii. 11.
he gan advance
With huge force, and insupportable main.'
Or grov'ling soil'd their crested helmets in the dust.
Then by main force pull'd up, and on his shoulders
Like whom the Gentiles feign to bear up heav'n.
Thy bondage or lost sight,
Shut up from outward light,
T' incorporate with gloomy night;
Puts forth no visual beam.
O mirror of our fickle state,
The rarer thy example stands,
By how much from the top of wondrous glory,
147 gates of Azza] Beaumont's Psyche, c. v. st. 71.
Strongest of mortal men,
To lowest pitch of abject fortune thou art fall'n. For him I reckon not in high estate,
Whom long descent of birth
Or the sphere of fortune raises:
But thee, whose strength, while virtue was her mate, Might have subdued the earth,
Universally crown'd with highest praises.
SAMS. I hear the sound of words, their sense the Dissolves unjointed ere it reach my ear.
CHOR. He speaks, let us draw nigh. Matchless The glory late of Israel, now the grief, [in might, We come, thy friends and neighbours not unknown, From Eshtaol and Zora's fruitful vale, To visit or bewail thee, or, if better, Counsel or consolation we may bring, Salve to thy sores: apt words have The tumours of a troubled mind, And are as balm to fester'd wounds.
power to swage
179 glory] Fletcher's Pisc. Eclogues, 1633, p. 27. his glory late, but now his shame.'
184 Salve to thy sores] This is one of the most common expressions in old English poetry. See Southwell's Mæonia, p. 21. Park's note to Heliconia, Part 1, p. 186. Billingsley's Divine Raptures, p. 67. Smith's Chloris, 1597. Byrd's Psalms, p. 11. Lydgate's Troy, p. 220. Gascoigne's Works,, p. 14. 177. 230. 247. Beaumont's Psyche, c. xiii. st. 225; and Ellis's Specimens, ii. p. 15.
184 apt words] Esch. Prom. Vinct. ver. 377. Hor. Epist. i. t. 84.
'Sunt verba et voces, quibus hunc lenire dolorem