CAMOENS IN THE HOSPITAL
What now avails the pageant verse,
Trophies and arms with music borne ?
Base is the world ; and some rehearse
Now noblest meet ignoble scorn,
Vain now thy ardour, vain thy fire,
Delirium mere, unsound desire ;
Fate's knife hath ripped thy corded lyre.
Exhausted by the exacting lay,
Thou dost but fall a surer prey
To wile and guile ill understood ;
While they who work them, fair in face,
Still keep their strength in prudent place,
And claim they worthier run life's race,
Serving high God with useful good.
https://books.google.com/books?id=9O4OAAAAQAAJ&pg=PA414&dq#v=onepage&q&f=false
Considering how negatively Melville depicts the "fair in face" in this Camoens After poem, beware that ruddy-cheeked Russian who hails Clarel in Clarel Part 4 Canto 28 with a "fair accosting word" about the Prodigal. Though impressively tall and strong and good-looking, and confidently religious, he might possibly be one of the bad guys:
But here, in fair accosting word,
A stranger's happy hail he heard
Descending from a vineyard nigh.
He turned: a pilgrim pleased his eye 90
(A Muscovite, late seen by shrine)
Good to behold--fresh as a pine--
Elastic, tall; complexion clear
As dawn in frosty atmosphere
Rose-tinged.
Seems to me he might not get the Prodigal as well as he claims to.