“Next plung’d a feeble, but a desp’rate pack,
With each a sickly brother at his back:
Sons of a Day! just buoyant on the flood,
Then number’d with the puppies in the mud.
Ask ye their names? I could as soon disclose
The names of these blind puppies as of those.” (B 305–310)
“Yet, yet a moment, one dim Ray of Light
Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!” (B IV 1–2)
“Suspend a while your Force inertly strong,
Then take at once the Poet, and the Song.” (ibid. 7–8)
The fourth book promises to show the obliteration of sense from England. The Dog-star shines, the lunatic prophets speak, and the daughter of Chaos and Nox (Dulness) rises to “dull and venal a new World to mold” (B IV 15) and begin a Saturnian age of lead.