With zeal, if ought religion seem concern'd;
No less the people on their holy-days
Impetuous, infolent, unquenchable:
Happen what may, of me expect to hear
Nothing difhonorable, impure, unworthy

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Our God, our Law, my Nation, or myself,

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The laft of me or no I cannot warrant.

Of Ifrael be thy guide

Chor. Go, and the Holy One

To what may serve his glory best, and spread his

(name

Send thee the Angel of thy birth, to stand

Fast by thy fide, who from thy father's field

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Rode up in flames after his message told

Of thy conception, and be now a fhield

Of fire; that Spirit that first rush'd on thee

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In the camp of Dan

Be efficacious in thee now at need.

For never was from Heav'n imparted

Measure of strength so great to mortal feed,
As in thy wondrous actions hath been seen.

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But wherefore comes old Manoah in such haste With youthful steps? much livelier than ere while He seems: fuppofing here to find his son,

Or of him bringing to us some glad news? (hither Man. Peace with you, Brethren; my inducement

Was not at present here to find my fon,

By order of the lords new parted hence

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To

To come and play before them at their feast.

I heard all as I came, the city rings,

And numbers thither flock, I had no will,

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Left I should see him forc'd to things unseemly.

But that which mov'd my coming now, was chiefly
To give ye part with me what hope I have
With good fuccess to work his liberty.

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Chor. That hope would much rejoice us to partake With thee; fay, reverend Sire, we thirst to hear.

Man. I have attempted one by one the lords Either at home, or through the high street passing, With fupplication prone and father's tears, T' accept of ransome for my fon their pris'ner. 1460 Some much averse I found and wondrous harsh, Contemptuous, proud, set on revenge and spite; That part most reverenc'd Dagon and his priests: Others more moderate seeming, but their aim Private reward, for which both God and State 1465 They easily would fet to fale: a third

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More generous far and civil, who confefs'd
They had enough reveng'd, having reduc'd
Their foe to misery beneath their fears,
The reft was magnanimity to remit,
If fome convenient ransome were propos'd.
What noise or shout was that? it tore the sky.
Chor. Doubtless the people shouting to behold
Their once great dread,captive, and blind before them,
Or at fome proof of ftrength before them shown. 1475

Man. His ransome, if my whole inheritance
May compass it, fhall willingly be paid

And number'd down: much rather I fhall choose
To live the poorest in my tribe, than richest,
And he in that calamitous prison left.

No, I am fix'd not to part hence without him.
For his redemption all my patrimony,

If need be, I am ready to forgo

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And quit: not wanting him, I shall want nothing.

Chor. Fathers are wont to lay up for their fons, Thou for thy son art bent to lay out all;

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Sons wont to nurse their parents in old age,

Thou in old age car'ft how to nurse thy fon
Made older than thy age through eye-sight lost.
Man. It fhall be my delight to tend his eyes, 1490
And view him fitting in the house, ennobled
With all those high exploits by him achiev'd,
And on his fhoulders waving down those locks,
That of a nation arm'd the strength contain'd:
And I perfuade me God had not permitted
His ftrength to grow up with his hair
Garrison'd round about him like a camp
Of faithful foldiery, were not his purpose

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To use him further yet in some great service,
Not to fit idle with fo great a gift.

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Useless, and thence ridiculous about him.

And since his strength with eye-fight was not loft, God will restore him eye-fight to his strength.

Chor.

Chor. Thy hopes are not ill founded nor seem vain

Of his delivery, and thy joy thereon

In both which we, as next, participate.

Conceiv'd, agreeable to a father's love,

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(noise!

Man. I know your friendly minds and---O what Mercy of Heav'n, what hideous noife was that! Horribly loud, unlike the former shout.

Chor. Noife call you it or univerfal groan,

As if the whole inhabitation perish'd!

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Blood, death, and deathful deeds are in that noise, Ruin, destruction at the utmost point.

Man. Ofruin indeed methought I heard the noise, Oh it continues, they have flain my fon.

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outcry

Chor. Thy fon is rather flaying them, that From flaughter of one foe could not ascend. Man. Some dismal accident it needs must be; What shall we do, stay here or run and see?

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Chor. Best keep together here, left running thither We unawares run into danger's mouth.

This evil on the Philiftines is fall'n;

From whom could elfe a general cry be heard?
The fufferers then will scarce moleft us here, 1525
From other hands we need not much to fear.
What if his eye-fight (for to Ifrael's God
Nothing is hard) by miracle restor'd,
He now be dealing dole among his foes,
And over heaps of flaughter'd walk his way?
Man. That were a joy presumptuous to be thought.

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Chor.

Chor. Yet God hath wrought things as incredible For his people of old; what hinders now?

Man. He can I know, but doubt to think he will; Yet hope would fain subscribe, and tempts belief. A little stay will bring fome notice hither. 1536

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Chor. Of good or bad so great, of bad the sooner; For evil news rides post, while good news baits. And to our wish I fee one hither speeding, An Hebrew, as I guess, and of our tribe. Mess. O whither shall I run, or which way fly The fight of this so horrid spectacle, Which erft my eyes beheld and yet behold? For dire imagination still pursues me. But providence or instinct of nature seems, Or reason though disturb'd, and scarce confulted, To' have guided me aright, I know not how, To thee first reverend Manoah, and to these My countrymen, whom here I knew remaining, As at fome distance from the place of horror, 1550 So in the fad event too much concern'd.

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Man. The accident was loud, and here before thee With rueful cry, yet what it was we hear not; No preface needs, thou seest we long to know.

Mess. It would burst forth, but I recover breath And sense distract, to know well what I utter. 1556 Man. Tell us the fum, the circumstance defer. Mefs. Gaza yet ftands, but all her fons are fall'n, All in a moment overwhelm'd and fall'n.

Man.