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Thy husband, night me, fell me, and forego me; .940
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
Of fallhood most unconjugal traduc'd,
995 I leave him to his lot, and like my own.
Chor. She's gone, a manifest serpent by her fting
SAM. So let her go, God sent her to debase me,
SAM. Love quarrels oft in pleasing concord end,
CHOR. It is not virtue, wildom, valour, wit, 1010
If any of these, or all, the Timnian bride
Had not so soon preferr'd
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
On his whole life, not sway'd
1060 But had we best retire? I see a storm?
SAM. Fair days have oft contracted wind and rain.
CHOR. Look now for no enchanting voice, nor fear
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;
1090 SAM. The way to know were not to see, but taste.
HAR. Dost thou already single me? I thought
So had the glory of prowess been recover'd
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