‘——darksome cave——
———low sitting on the ground,
Musing full sadly in his sullen mind;
His greasy locks, long growen, and unbound,
Disorder’d hung, about his shoulders round,
And hid his face; through which his hollow eyne
Look’d deadly dull, and stared as astound.’
The ‘proem’ to this, the actual description of the passion, is graphic; and, if we may use the expression, is graphically set. A modulation here is worth quoting:—
