Joseph Summers has reminded us of how C. S. Lewis taunted both students and friends: “Don’t you rejoice with that chorus [inSamson Agonistes]”:
While their hearts were jocund and sublime,
Drunk with idolatry, drunk with wine
And fat regorged of bulls and goats,
Chanting their idol, and preferring
Before our living dread who dwells
In Silo, his bright sanctuary,
Among them he a spirit of frenzy sent,
Who hurt their minds,
And urged them on with mad desire
To call in haste for their destroyer . . . ?
“The young friend would protest, ‘No! No! It’s unchristian,’ and...