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Not without wonder or delight beheld: :
Now of my own accord such other trial
I mean to show you of my strength, yet greater ;
As with amaze shall strike all who behold. 1646
This utter'd, straining all his nerves he bow'd,
As with the force of winds and waters pent,
When mountains tremble, those two masly pillars
With horrible convulsion to and fro, 1650
He tugg’d, he shook, till down they came and drew
The whole roof after them, with burst of thunder
Upon the heads of all who sat beneath,
Lords, ladies, captains, counsellors, or priests,
Their choice nobility and flow'r, not only 1655
Of this but each Philisian city round
Met from all parts to solemnize this feast.
Samson with these immix’d, inevitably
Puli'd down the same destruction on himself;
The vulgar only scap'd who stood without. 1660

Chor. O dearly-bought revenge, yet glorious!
Liying or dying thou hast fulfill'd
The work for which thou wast foretold
To Israel, and now ly'st victorious
Among thy slain self-kill'd

1665 Not willingly, but tangled in the fold Of dire necessity, whose law in death conjoin'd Thee with thy slaughter'd foes in number more Than all thy life had sain before. (lime, Semichor. While their hearts were jocond and sub

Drunk

Drunk with idolatry, drunk with wine, 1671
And fat regorg’d of bulls and goats,
Chaunting their idol, and preferring
Before our living Dread who dwells
In Silo his bright sanctuary :

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Among them he a spi'rit of phrenzy sent,
Who hurt their minds,
And urg'd them on with mad desire
To call in haste for their destroyer;
They only set on sport and play

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Unweetingly importun'd
Their own destruction to come speedy upon them.
So fond are mortal men
Fall'n into wrath divine,
As their own ruin on themselves t'invite. 1685
Insensate left, or to sense reprobate,
And with blindness internal struck.

Semichor. But he though blind of sight,
Despis'd and thought extinguish'd quite,
With inward eyes illuminated,
His fiery virtue rous'd
From under ashes into sudden flame,
And as an evening dragon came,
Assailant on the perched roofts,
And nests in order rang'd
Of tame villatic fowl; but as an eagle
His cloudless thunder bolted on their heads.
So virtue giv'n for loft,

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De.

Depress’d, and overthrown, as seem’d,
Like that self-begotten bird

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In the Arabian woods imbost,
That no second knows or third,
And lay here while a holocaust,
From out her ashy womb now teem'd,
Revives, reflorishes, then vigorous moft 1705
When most unactive deem'd,
And though her body die, her fame survives
A secular bird ages of lives.

Man. Come, come, no time for lamentation now, Nor much more cause; Samson hath quit himself Like Samson, and heroicly hath finish'd 1711 A life heroic, on his enemies Fully reveng'd, hath left them years of mourning, And lamentation to the sons of Caphtor Through all Philiftian bounds; to Israel 1715 Honor hath left, and freedom, let but them Find courage to lay hold on this occasion; To' himself and father's house eternal fame; And which is best and happiest yet, all this With God not parted from him, as was fear’d, 1720 But favoring and assisting to the end. Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt, Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble. 1725 Let us go find the body where it lies

Sok'd

Sok'd in his enemies blood, and from the stream
With lavers pure and cleansing herbs wash off
The clotted gore. I with what speed the while
(Gaza is not in plight to say us nay) 1730
Will send for all my kindred, all my friends,
To fetch him hence, and solemnly attend
With silent obsequy and funeral train
Home to his father's house: there will I build him
A monument, and plant it round with shade 1735
Of laurel ever green, and branching palm,
With all his trophies hung, and acts inroll’d
In copious legend, or sweet lyric song.
Thither shall all the valiant youth resort,
And from his memory inflame their breasts 1740
To matchless valor, and adventures high :
The virgins also shall on feastful days
Visit his tomb with flow’rs, only bewailing
His lot unfortunate in nuptial choice,
From whence captivity and loss of eyes. 1745

Chor. All is best, though we oft doubt,
What th’unsearchable dispose
Of highest wisdom brings about,
And ever best found in the close.
Oft he seems to hide his face,

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But unexpectedly returns,
And to his faithful champion hath in place
Bore witness gloriously; whence Gaza mourns
And all that band them to resist

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His uncontrollable intent;
His servants he with new. acquist
Of true experience from this great event
With peace and consolation hath dismist,
And calm of mind all passion spent.

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