And let a single helpless maiden pass I fear the dread events that dog them both, 1 BR. I do not, Brother, Infer, as if I thought my Sister's state As you imagine; she has a hidden strength 2 BR. What hidden strength, 405 410 415 Unless the strength of Heav'n, if you mean that? 1 BR. I mean that too, but yet a hidden strength, Which, if heav'n gave it, may be term'd her own; 'Tis chastity, my Brother, chastity: She that has that, is clad in complete steel, 420 And like a quiver'd Nymph with arrows keen May trace huge forests, and unharbour'd heaths, Infamous hills, and sandy perilous wilds, 413 squint] Quarles's Feast for Wormes (1633), p. 48. Heart-gnawing hatred, and squint-eyed suspicion.' . Warton. 42 Infamous] Hor. Od. i. iii. 20. 'Infames scopulos.' Newton. Where through the sacred rays of chastity, Yea there, where very desolation dwells, 425 430 By grots, and caverns shagg'd with horrid shades, Blue meager hag, or stubborn unlaid ghost, Hence had the huutress Dian her dread bow, 440 443 426 bandite] Tickell changed bandite' into ' banditti,' and 'Dian' into 'Diana.' 12 shagg'd] Benlowes's Theophila, p. 226. 'Embost with trees, with bushes shagg'd.' 432 Some say] Hamlet, act 1, sc. 1. ‘But then, they say, no spirit walks abroad.' 433 fog] Milton here had his eye on Fletcher's F. Shepherdess, act 1. I have heard, (my mother told it me),' &c. Newton. Fear'd her stern frown, and she was queen o' th' woods. What was that snaky-headed Gorgon shield, That wise Minerva wore, unconquer'd virgin, Wherewith she freez'd her foes to congeal'd stone, But rigid looks of chaste austerity, 450 435 And noble grace that dash'd brute violence 465 And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, 49 freez'd] Dante Inferno, c. ix. Che se 1 Gorgon si mostra. 455 liveried] Nabbes's Microcosmus, p. 22. 469 divine] Hor. Sat. ii. ii. 79. 'Atque affligit humo divinæ particulam auræ !' Tod Such are those thick and gloomy shadows damp 2 BR. How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh, and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, 1 B. List, list, I hear Some far off halloo break the silent air. 2 B. Methought so too; what should it be? 1 B. For certain Either some one like us night-founder'd here, Or else some neighbour woodman, or, at worst, Some roving robber calling to his fellows. 475 480 485 2 B. Heav'n keep my Sister. Again, again, and Best draw, and stand upon our guard. 1 B. I'll halloo; If he be friendly, he comes well; if not, [near; Defence is a good cause, and Heav'n be for us. Enter the ATTENDANT SPIRIT, habited like a shepherd. That halloo I should know, what are you? speak; 478 Apollo's] Love's Lab. Lost, act iv. sc. iii. Come not too near, you fall on iron stakes else. SPIR. What voice is that? my young Lord? speak again. 2 B. O brother, 'tis my father's shepherd, sure. 1 B. Thyrsis? Whose artful strains have oft delay'd 495 The huddling brook to hear his madrigal, 566 510 fears are true. SPIR. I'll tell ye; 'tis not vain or fabulous, Though so esteem'd by shallow ignorance, What the sage poets, taught by th' heavenly Muse, 509 sadly] Soberly, seriously. P. L. vi. 541. Newton. |