LXXX.

His life was one long war with self-sought foes, Or friends by him self-banished;[324] for his mind Had grown Suspicion's sanctuary, and chose, For its own cruel sacrifice, the kind,[ju] 'Gainst whom he raged with fury strange and blind. But he was phrensied, wherefore, who may know? Since cause might be which Skill could never find;[jv] But he was phrensied by disease or woe, To that worst pitch of all, which wears a reasoning show.