No, it must be my own, I scorn a Proxy.Sebast. p. 9.[124]
But Dorax was a Renegado, what then? He had renounc'd Christianity, but not Providence. Besides; such hideous Sentences ought not to be put in the Mouth of the Devil. For that which is not fit to be heard, is not fit to be spoken. But to some people an Atheistical Rant is as good as a Flourish of Trumpets. To proceed. Antonio tho' a profess'd Christian, mends the matter very little. He is looking on a Lot which he had drawn for his Life: This proving unlucky, after the preamble of a Curse or two, he calls it,
As black as Hell, an other lucky saying!
I think the Devils in me:——good again,
I cannot speak one syllable but tends
To Death or to Damnation.Id. p. 10.[125]
Thus the Poet prepares his Bullies for the other World! Hell and Damnation are strange entertaining words upon the Stage! Were it otherwise, the Sense in these Lines, would be almost as bad as the Conscience. The Poem warms and rises in the working: And the next Flight is extreamly remarkable:
Not the last sounding could surprize me more,
That summons drowsy Mortals to their doom,
When call'd in hast they fumble for their Limbs:p. 47.[126]