Ah, I'm a lucky reader these days, alternating between the harmonies and descriptions of Spenser and the profound philosophical sentences of George Eliot. I do believe that The Fairie Queene is one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read, bar none, and I find myself highlighting a sentence or two on each page of Eliot's novel. The story is deepening, growing more intense and revelatory. Gwendolyn is entirely ashamed of what she's done with her life, and it seems like Deronda may become her "teacher" and show her a new way to live.
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