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Thy husband, night me, fell me, and forego me; .940
How wouldst thou use me now, blind, and thereby
Deceivable, in most things as a child
Helpless, thence easily contemn’d, and (corn'd,
And last neglected ? How would it thou infult,
When I must live uxorious to thy will

In perfect thraldom, how again betray me,
Bearing my words and doings to the lords
To glofs upon, and censuring, frown or smile?
This jail I count the house of liberty
To thine, whofe doors my feet shall never enter. 9.50
DAL. Let me approach at least, and touch thy

hand. SAM. Not for thy life, lest fierce remembrance wake My sudden rage to tear thee joint by joint. At distance I forgive thee; go with that ; Bewail thy falsehood, and the pious works 955 It hath brought forth to make thee memorable Among illustrious women, faithful wives : Cherish thy hasten d widowhood with the gold Of matrimonial treason: so farewel. DAL. I see thou art implacable, more deaf

950 To prayers than winds and seas, yet winds to seas Are reconcil'd at length, and sea to shore: Thy anger, unappealable, still rages, Eternal tempeft, never to be calm'd, Why do I humble thus myself, and suing 965 For

peace, reap nothing but repulse and hate? Did go with evilomen, and the brand Of infamy upon my name denounc'd? To mix with thy concernments I desist Henceforth, nor too much disapprove my own. 970 Fame, if not double-fac'd is double-mouth'd, And with contrary blast proclaiins most deeds; On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild aery light. My name perhaps among the circumcis d

975 In Dan, in Judah, and the bordering tribes, To all posterity may stand defam'd, With malediction mention'd, and the blot

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Of fallhood most unconjugal traduc'd,
But in my country, where I most desire, 980
In Ecron, Gaża, Aldod, and in Gath,
I Mall be nam'd among the famouleft
Of women, sung at folemn feltivals,
Living and dead recorded, who, to save
Her country from a fierce destroyer, chose 985
Above the faith of wedlock-bands; my tomb
With odours visited and annual flowers;
Not less renown'd than in Mount Ephraim
Jael, who with inhospitable guile
Šmote Sisera sleeping, through the temples nail'd, 990
Nor shall I count it heinaus to enjoy
The public marks of honour and reward
Conferr’d upon me for the piety
Which to my country I was judg'd to have shown.
At this who ever envies or repines,

995 I leave him to his lot, and like my own.

Chor. She's gone, a manifest serpent by her fting
Discover'd in the end, till now conceal'd.

SAM. So let her go, God sent her to debase me,
And aggravate my folly, who committed
To such a viper his most sacred trust
Of fecrecy, my fatety, and my life.

CHOR. Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange
After ofience returning, to regain
Love once poffefs’d, nor can be easily

Repuls’d, without much inward passion felt,
And lecret sting of amorous remorse.

SAM. Love quarrels oft in pleasing concord end,
Not wedlock treachery endang’ring lite.

CHOR. It is not virtue, wildom, valour, wit, 1010
Strength, comeliness of shape, or amplett merit,
That wonan's love can win or long inherit ;
But what it is, hard is to say,
Harder to hit,
(Which way foever men refer it)

Much like thy riddle, Samson, in one day
Or iev'n, though one hould musing lit.

If any of these, or all, the Timnian bride


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Had not so soon preferr'd
Thy paranymph, worthless to thee compar'd, 1020
Successor in thy bed,
Nor both so loosly disally'd
Their nuptials, nor this last fo treacherously
Had fhorn the fatal harvest of thy head,
Is it for that such outward ornament

Was lavish'd on their sex, that inward gifts
Were left for haite unfinish’d, judgement scant,
Capacity not rais'd to apprehend
Or value what is best
In choice, but ofrest to affect the wrong? 1030
Or was too much of self-love mix'd,
Of constancy no root enfix’d,
That either they love nothing, or not long?

Whate'er it be, to wiseft men and best Seeming at first all heav'nly under virgin veil, 1035 Soft, modeft, meek, deinure, Once join'd, the contrary she proves, a thorn, Inteltine, far within detensive arms A cleaving mischief, in his way to virtue Adverse and turbulent, or by her charms 1040 Draws him


enslav'd With dotage, and his tense deprav’d To folly and shameful deeds which ruin ends. What pilot so expert but needs must wreck Imbark'd with such a steers-mate at the helm? 1045

Favour'd of Heav'n, who finus One virtuous, rarely found That in domestic good combines : Happy that house! his way to peace is smooth: But virtue, which breaks through all opposition, 1050 And all temptation can remove, Most shines and most is acceptable above.

Therefore God's universal law Gave to the man deípotic power Over his female in due awe,

1055 Nor from that right to part an hour, Smile me or lour: So fhall he least confufion draw

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On his whole life, not sway'd
By female usurpation, or dismay'd.

1060 But had we best retire? I see a storm?

SAM. Fair days have oft contracted wind and rain.
CHOR. But this another kind of tempeft brings.
SAM. Be less abstruse, my riddling days are past.

CHOR. Look now for no enchanting voice, nor fear
The bait of honied words ; a rougher tongue 1066
Draws hitherward; I know him by his stride,
The giant Harapha of Gath, his look
Haughty as is his pile high-built and proud.
Comes he in peace? What wind hath blown him hither
I less conjecture than when first I saw

The sumptuous Dalila floating this way:
His habit carries peace, his brow defiance.

SAM. Or peace or not, alike to me he comes. CHOR. His fraught we soon Mall know, he now arrives.

1075 HAR. I come not, Samson, to condole thy chance, As these perhaps, yet wish it had not been,

Though for no friendly intent. I am of Gath;
Men call me Harapha, of stock renown'd
As Og or Anak, and the Emims old,

That Kiriathaim held; thou know'st me now,
If thou at all art known. Much I have heard
Of thy prodigious might and feats performid,
Incredible to me, in this displeas'd,
That I was never present on the place

Of those encounters, where we might have try'd
Each other's force in camp or lifted field ;
And now am come to see of whom fuch noise
Hath walk'd about, and each liimb to survey,
If thy appearance answer loud report.

1090 SAM. The way to know were not to see, but taste.

HAR. Dost thou already single me? I thought
Gyves and the mill had tam'd thee. Othat Fortune
Had brought me to the field, where thou art fam'd
To have wrough such wonders with an ass's jaw;
I should have forc'd thee foon with other arins, 1096
Or left thy carcase where the ass lay throws :


So had the glory of prowess been recover'd
To Palestine won by a Philistine,
From the unforeskinn'd race, of whom thou bear'st
The highest name for valiant acts; that honour, 1101
Certain to have won by mortal duel from thee,
I lose, prevented by thy eyes put out. [but do

SAM. Boalt not of what thou would'st have done, What then thou would'st, thou seeft it in thy hand.

HAR. To combat with a blind man I dildain, 1106 And thou hast need much walking to be touch’d.

SAM. Such usage as your honourable lords Afford me, asiallinated and betray'd, Who durst not with their whole united powers In fight withstand me single and unarm’d, Nor in the house with chamber ambushes Close-banded durft attack me, no, not sleeping, Till they had hir'd a woman with their gold Breaking her marriage faith to circumvent me. 1115 Therefore without feign'd thises Jet be assign'd Some nurow place inclosd, where light may give thee, Or rather fight, no great advantage on me; Then put on all thy gorgeous arms, thy helmet And brigandine of brass, thy broad habergeon, Vaunt-brass and greves, and gauntlet, add thy spear, A weaver's beam, and sev'n-times-folded shield; I only with an baken staff will meet thee, And raise such outcries on thy clatter'd iron, Which long shall not withhold me from thy head, That in a little time, while breath remains thee, 1126 Thou oft shalt with thyself at Gath to boaft Again in safety what thou would'It have done To Samson, but falt never see Gath more,

Har. Thou durft not thus disparage glorious arms, Which greatest heroes have in battle worn, 1131 Their ornament and safety, had not spells And black enchantments, fome Magician's art, Armod thee or charm'd thee strong, which thou from

Heav'n Feign’dst at thy birth was giv’n thee in thy hair, 1135 Where strength can least abide, though all thy hairs


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