Serene of night. That moment, where, beneath, The dread, transfigured peak leaned from the verge Of the ingulfed, unfathomable void, A shadow fell along the airy steep, And vanished, like a just appearing cloud And, headlong, disappeared in the deep gulf. BOOK V. WITHDRAWN from that dire field, and far remote Or challenge accusation; but none stirred. Looked up into the darkness with fixed eye. But by their apathy not less enraged, His fury dashed itself against despair, In words like these: "Since none who shared with me This late prodigious fortune, would impeach My conduct of the war, or cares to hint It otherwise had fallen had Satan led, There haply needs not to enforce my words Yet why of words speak I? at all why speak! Or heal the breach in our strong title up: It lies not in the flowery epilogue To an act barren of glory, or the pomp To excuse dishonor, thus dishonored more, What more can it avail? But strength bestowed |