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THE RAMBLER.
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Since I have thus pointed out the faults of Milton, critical integrity requires that I should endeavour to display his excellencies, though they will not easily be discovered in short quotations, because they consist in the justness of diffuse reasonings, or in the contexture and method of continued dialogues; this play having none of those descriptions, similes, or splendid sentences, with which other tragedies are so lavishly adorned.

Yet some passages may be selected which seem to deserve particular notice, either as containing sentiments of passion, representations of life, precepts of conduct, or sallies of imagination. It is not easy to give a stronger representation of the weariness of despondency than in the words of Samson to his father:

 ————I feel my genial spirits droop,

 My hopes all flat; nature within me seems

 In all her functions weary of herself;

 My race of glory run, and race of shame;

 And I shall shortly be with them that rest.

The reply of Samson to the flattering Dalilah affords a just and striking description of the stratagems and allurements of feminine hypocrisy.

 ————These are thy wonted arts,

 And arts of every woman false like thee,

 To break all faith, all vows, deceive, betray,

 Then as repentant to submit, beseech,

 And reconcilement move with feign'd remorse,

 Confess and promise wonders in her change;

 Not truly penitent, but chief to try

 Her husband, how far urg'd his patience bears,

 His virtue or weakness which way to assail: