Arm his profane tongue with contemptuous words Against the sun-clad power of Chastity Fain would I something say; — yet to what end? Thou hast nor ear, nor soul, to apprehend The sublime notion and high mystery That must be uttered to unfold the sage... Paradise Lost - Page xxxby John Milton - 1851 - 415 pagesFull view
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John Broadbent - 1973 - 358 pages
...(Comus' lush imagery versus the Lady's vehemently pure abstractions) it generates a convincing violence : Thou hast nor ear, nor soul to apprehend The sublime...That must be uttered to unfold the sage And serious doctrine of virginity, And thou art worthy that thou shouldst not know More happiness than this thy...