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Samf. He must alledge some cause, and offer'd figh Will not dare mention, lest a question rise Whether he durft accept the offer or not; And that he durft not plain enough appeard. Much more affliction than already felt They cannot well impose, nor I sustain; If they intend advantage of my
Chor. Oh how comely it is and how reviving
1. The righteous and all such as honour Truth;
He all their Ammunition
But patience is more oft the exercise
tyranny or fortune can inflict,
Labouring thy mind
Off. Hebrews the Pris’ner Samson here I seek.
Off. Samson, to thee our Lords thus bid me say;
Sams. Thou know'st I am an Hebrew,therefore tell Our Law forbids at their Religious Rites [them
My presences for that cause I cannot come.
Off. This answer, be assurd, will not content them.
Sams. Have they not sword-players, and ev'ry sort Of Gymnick Artists, Wrestlers, Riders, Runners, Juglers and Dancers, Anticks, Mummers, Mimirs, But they must pick me out with shackles cir’d, And over-labour'd at their publick Mill, To make them sport with blind activity ? Do they not seek occasion of new quarrels On my refusal to distress me more, Or make a game of my calamities? Return the way thou cam'st, I will not come.
Off. Regard thy felf, this will offend them highly.
Sams. My felf? my conscience and internal peace. Can they think me fo broken, fo debas'd With corporal servitude, that my mind ever Will condescend to fuch abfurd commands? Although their drudge, to be their fool or jester, And in my midst of sorrow and heart-grief To shew them feats, and play before their god, The worst of all indignities, yet on me Join'd with extreme contempt? I will not come,
Off. My message was impos'd on me with speed Bronks no delay: is this thy resolution? Samf. So take it with what speed thy message needs. Off. I am sorry what this stoutness will produce. Sams.Perhaps thoushalt have causetoforrowindeed. Chor. Consider, Samson; matters now are strain'd Up to the heighth, whether to hold or break; He's gone, and who knows how he may report Thy words by adding fuel to the flame? Expect another message more imperious; More Lordly thund'ring than thou well wilt bear.
Samf. Shall I abuse this Consecrated gift
Chor. Yet with this strength thou serv'st the PhiIdolatrous, uncircumcis'd, unclean.
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