and Du ve England

, fit he was sarala 15, who

, refiri an emtor and rical authore Dustice

. This

Venus had inte assured that Morus was not the writer of the

do e of that pobiet Regii sanguinis Clamor:” but Milton was ved himseli tos certain that Morus was the publisher of the

work and the writer of the dedication. Milton knew, also, that the name of Morus was higher in the literary world than that of Du Moulin; and, regarding them both as joint

parties in a bond, lie conceived himself to be Maris indeed justified in calling upon the most responsible

of the two for the payment of his debt. With respect to punishment, he would be averse from inflicting on his adversary any other than the brand of the pen; and would certainly be more inclined to conceal an obnoxious writer than to expose him to the law. Du Moulin's triumph on his escape, to whatever cause he might be indebted for it, was certainly not inconsiderable, as the passage inserted in the note will sufficiently demonstrate."

cement of the Vilton hade

we shall now

Having taken a general view of this con

than once had troversy, in which Milton's last productions

our page, and are as distinguishable, as his former ones, for spirit, vigour, and acuteness, it will be proper stribing thal for us to return to his “ Second Defence;"

reproaches of of which our notices have not yet been ample in proportion to its demands. It is indeed filled with such interesting matter, that our readers would have cause to censure us if we were to pass over it with only common attention. From those parts of it, which relate immediately to the author, we have more

ness and the

Veniamus quod in vitâ au

nihil: Quid erg

| xc barbarus fe

atem objectat

magnus ille justitiæ vindex, cui & hanc operam & hoc caput
libens devoveram, per Miltoni superbiam salutem meam asse-
ruit, ut ejus sapientiæ solenne est ex malis bona, ex tenebris
lucem elicere. Miltonus enim, qui plenis caninæ eloquentiæ
velis in Morum invectus fucrat, quique id fermè unicuin De
fensionis secundæ suæ fecerat argumentum, ut Mori vitam
atque famam laceraret, adduci nunquam potuit, ut se tam crassé
hallucinatum esse fateretur. Scilicet metuens ne cæcitati ejus
populus illuderet, eumque compararent granımaticorum pueri
Catullo illi cæco apud Juvenalem, qui piscem Domitiano dona-
tum laudaturus,

plurima dixit
In lævum conversus, at illi dextra jacebat
Bellua,

ingens, quo nil

tractius. Ta

små dicere, ist, unde grat!

larguam, ne

de hæreticis, Wibus suis

crocephalus

Perseverante igitur Miltono totum illud periculosi in Regent
amoris crimen Moro impingere, non poterant cæteri perduelles
sine magnâ boni patroni sui injuriâ alium à Moro tanti criminis
reum peragere. Cumque Miltonus me salvum esse mallet quam
se ridiculum, hoc operæ meæ præmium tuli, ut Miltonum, quem
inclementius acceperam, haberem patron
dulum utsparnictv." Birch's Life

than once had occasion to insert extracts in 2: 2x pron our page, and of this portion of the work

we shall now content ourselves with tranw triko scribing that passage which replies to the - Second been reproaches of his antagonist on his blind

ness and the pretended deformity of his person.

Veniamus nunc ad mea crimina: estne quod in vitâ aut moribus reprehendat? Certè

nihil: Quid ergo? Quod nemo nisi immanis Tac barbarus fecisset, formam mihi ac cæci. cest, rebet, tatem objectat.

Monstrum horrendum, informe, ingens, cui lumen ademptum.

Nunquam existimabam equidem fore, ut de formâ cum Cyclope certamen mihi esset; verum statim se revocat. Quanquam nec ingens, quo nihil est exilius, exsanguius contractius." Tametsi virum nihil attinet de formâ dicere, tandem quando hìc quoqu ést, unde gratias Deo agam, et mendaces the darguam, nè quis (quod Hispanoruin rule de hæreticis, quos vocant, plus nimii sau dotibus suis credulum opinatur) me humid cynocephalum quempiam, aut rhiveen: esse putet, dict

mis quitems is mir ds

odò me vauti, E. nal

is néene, mis isor sum process

and periculosi ile terant ceter per

svas not eithel

cient in coura

that weapon

can fasten? Certainly nothing. What then even low, I sl is his conduct? That of which no one but a

confounded w savage and a barbarian could be guilty, distinguished he reproaches me with my form and my var; and I kn blindness. In his page I am—“A monster should be call horrid, hideous, huge, and blind." I never, krge for all the indeed, imagined that, with respect to per- and perfectior son, there would be instituted any competits of my life tition between me and a cyclops. But my myself to the d accuser immediately corrects himself: “ So far, however, is he from huge, that a more meagre, bloodless, diminutive animal can no where be seen.” Although it be idle for a man to speak of his own form, yet sipce, even in this particular instance, I have cause of thankfulness to God and the power of confuting the falsehoods of my adversary, I will not be silent on the subject, lest any person should deem me, as the credulous populace of Spain are induced by their priests to believe those whom they call heretics, to be a kind of rhinoceros or a monster with a dog's head. By any man, indeed, who has ever seen me, I have never, to the best of

my knowledge, been considered as deformed--- whether as handsome or not forms a less object of my concern. My stature, I confess not to be lofty; but it approaches more-to the middle height than to the low. If it were, however,

secure in the land

, how su me in muscula porrer

, which

umpared to t are not the sl

nished in apl

| spot, as thos tarpest visio

much against deceiver. MV mothing is md me of more verse of pald trert one, w

la crclope

. Bi meets himmel m hinge

, that we jutive animali

ugh it bei

5 anothing
. We

even low, I should in this respect only be si ulich no ora

confounded with many who have eminently iala could be pas distinguished themselves in peace and in te me forma

war; and I know not why that human body

should be called little which is sufficiently vad blind" large for all the purposes of human usefulness 1, with respecte

and perfection. When my age and the hacstituted aor di bits of my life would permit, I accustomed

myself to the daily exercise of the sword, and was not either so puny in body or so deficient in courage as not to think myself, with that weapon which I generally wore, to be secure in the assault of any man, hand to hand, how superior soever he might be to me in muscular strength. The spirit and the

power, which I then possessed, continue unmi adverser impaired to the present day; my eyes only

are not the same; and they are as unblemished in appearance, as lucid and free from spot, as those which are endued with the sharpest vision: in this instance alone, and much against my own inclination, am I a deceiver. My face, than which, as he says, nothing is more bloodless, still retains, at the age of more than forty, a colour the very reverse of pale, and such as induces almost every one, who sees me, to consider me as ten years younger than I am: neither is

my skin wrinkled, nor my body in any way

wulance, I hari

nd the poveri

21, lest aur te

with a dok has ereret

385 nfess not in