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Of all these boasted trophies won on me, 47O
And with confusion blank his worshippers. (words
Man. With cause this hope relieves thee, and these
I as a prophecy receive, for God,
Nothing more certain, will not long defer
To vindicate the glory of his name 475
Against all competition, nor will long
Indure it doubtful whether God be Lord,
Or Dagon. But for thee what shall be done?
Thou must not in the mean while here forgot
Lie in this miserable loathsome plight - 48o
Neglected. I already have made way
To some Philistian lords, with whom to treat
About thy ransome: well they may by this
Have satisfy'd their utmost of revenge
By pains and slaveries, worse than death inflicted 485
On thee, who now no more canst do them harm.
Sams. Spare that proposal, Father, spare the trouble
Of that solicitation; let me here,
As I deserve, pay on my punishment;
And expiate, if possible, my crime, 490
Shameful garrulity. To have reveal’d
Secrets of men, the secrets of a friend,
How hainous had the fact been, how deserving
Contempt, and scorn of all, to be excluded
All friendship, and avoided as a blab, 495
The mark of fool set on his front?

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Presumptuously have publish'd, impiously,
Weakly at least, and shamefully: a fin
That Gentiles in their parables condemn 500
To their abyss and horrid pains confin'd.
Man. Be penitent and for thy fault contrite,
But act not in thy own afflićtion, Son;
Repent the sin, but if the punishment
Thou cans avoid, self-preservation bids; 505
Or th' execution leave to high disposal,
And let another hand, not thine, exact
Thy penal forfeit from thyself; perhaps
God will relent, and quit thee all his debt;
Who ever more approves and more accepts 5IO
(Best pleas'd with humble and filial submission)
Him who imploring mercy sues for life,
Than who self-rigorous chooses death as due;
Which argues over-just, and self-displeas'd
For self-offense, more than for God offended. 515
Rejećt not then what offer'd means; who knows,
But God hath set before us, to return thee
Home to thy country and his sacred house,
Where thou may st bring thy offerings, to avert
His further ire, with pray'rs and vows renew'd? 520
Sams. His pardon I implore; but as for life,
To what end should I seek it? when in strength
All mortals I excell'd, and great in hopes
With youthful courage and magnanimous thoughts
Of birth from Heav'n foretold and high exploits, 525
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Full of divine instinét, after some proof
Of ačts indeed heroic, far beyond
The sons of Anak, famous now and blaz'd,
Fearless of danger, like a petty God
I walk'd about admir'd of all and dreaded 53O
On hostile ground, none daring my affront.
Then swoll'n with pride into the snare I fell
Of fair fallacious looks, venereal trains,
Soften'd with pleasure and voluptuous life;
At length to lay my head and hallow'd pledge 535
Of all my strength in the lascivious lap
Of a deceitful concubine, who shore me
Like a tame weather, all my prescious fleece,
Then turn'd me out ridiculous, despoil'd,
Shav'n, and disarm'd among mine enemies. 54O
Chor. Desire of wine and all delicious drinks,
Which many a famous warrior overturns,
Thou couldst repress, nor did the dancing ruby
Sparkling, out-pour'd, the flavor, or the smell,
Or taste that chears the heart of Gods and men, 545
Allure thee from the cool crystallin stream.
Sams. Wherever fountain or fresh current flow'd
Against the eastern ray, translucent, pure
With touch ethereal of Heav'n's fiery rod,
I drank, from the clear milky juice allaying 55O
Thirst, and refresh'd; nor envy'd them the grape
Whose heads that turbulent liquor fills with fumes.
Char. O Madness, to think use of strongest wines
And strongest drinks our chief support of health,
When God with these forbidd'n made choice to rear
His mighty champion, strong above compare, 556
Whose drink was only from the liquid brook.
Sams. But what avail'd this temp'rance, not com-
Against another obječi more enticing? (plete
What boots it at one gate to make defense, 560.
And at another to let in the foe,
Effeminately vanquish'd? by which means,
Now blind, dishearten'd, sham'd, dishonor'd, quell'd,
To what can I be useful, wherein serve
My nation,and the work from Heav'n impos'd, 565
But to sit idle on the houshold hearth,
A burd'nous drone; to visitants a gaze,
Or pity'd objećt, these redundant locks
Robustious to no purpose clustring down,
Vain monument of strength; till length of years 570
And sedentary numness craze my limbs
To a contemptible old age obscure? -
Here rather let me drudge and earn my bread,
Till vermin or the draff of servile food
Consume me, and oft-invocated death 575
Hasten the welcome end of all my pains. (gift
Man. Wilt thou then serve the Philistines with that
Which was expresly giv'n thee to annoy them?
Better at home lie bed-rid, not only idle,
Inglorious, unemploy'd, with age out-worn. 580
But God who caus'd a fountain at thy prayer


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