My truft is in the living God, who gave me For proof hereof, if Dagon be thy God, 1165 1145 1150 Sams. Sams. All these indignities, for such they are 1170 1175 Har. Fair honor that thou doft thy God, in trusting He will accept thee to defend his cause, A Murderer, a Revolter, and a Robber. 1180 Sams.Tongue-doughty Giant,how doft thou prove me Har. Is not thy nation subject to our lords? (these? Their magiftrates confefs'd it, when they took thee As a league-breaker and deliver'd bound Into our hands: for hadst thou not committed 1185 Notorious murder on thofe thirty men At Afcalon, who never did thee harm, Sams. Among the daughters of the Philiftines I chose a wife, which argued me no foe; Then like a robber ftripp'dft them of their robes? The Philiftines, when thou hadst broke the league, Went up with armed pow'rs thee only seeking, 1190 To others did no violence nor spoil. 1195 Under Under pretence of bridal friends and guests, 1200 1205 1210 I was no private but a person rais'd Me their deliverer fent would not receive, 1220 And had perform'd it, if my known offense Har. 1225 Har. With thee a man condemn'd, a flave enroll'd, Due by the law to capital punishment? To fight with thee no man of arms will deign. Sams. Cam'ft thou for this, vain boafter, to furvey me, To defcant on my strength, and give thy verdict? Come nearer, part not hence fo flight inform'd; But take good heed my hand furvey not thee. 1230 Har. O Baal-zebub! can my ears unus'd Hear these dishonors, and not render death? Sams. No man withholds thee, nothing from thy hand Fear I incurable; bring up thy van, My heels are fetter'd, but my fift is free. 1235 Har. This infolence other kind of answer fits. Sams. Go baffled coward, left I run upon thee, Though in these chains, bulk without spirit vast, And with one buffet lay thy ftructure low, Or swing thee in the air, then dash thee down 1240. To th'hazard of thy brains and shatter'd sides. Har. By Aftaroth ere long thou shalt lament These braveries in irons loaden on thee. Chor. His giantship is gone somewhat creft-fall'n, Stalking with lefs unconscionable ftrides, 1245 And lower looks, but in a fultry chafe. Sams. I dread him not, nor all his giant-brood. Chor. He will directly to the lords, I fear, 1250 Some Some way or other yet further to afflict thee. Sams. He must allege some cause, and offer'd fight Will not dare mention, left a question rife Whether he durft accept the' offer or not, And that he durft not plain enough appear'd. Much more affliction than already felt They cannot well impose, nor I sustain; If they intend advantage of my labors, The work of many hands, which earns my keeping With no small profit daily to my owners. But come what will, my deadliest foe will prove My speedieft friend, by death to rid me hence, The worst that he can give, to me the best. Yet fo it may fall out, because their end Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw their own ruin who attempt the deed. Chor. Oh how comely it is, and how reviving To the spirits of just men long opprefs'd! 1261 When God into the hands of their deliverer 1270 Puts invincible might To quell the mighty of the earth, th'oppreffor, He all their ammunition And feats of war defeats With plain heroic magnitude of mind 1255 1265 1275 And |