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I shall be nam’d among the famouseft
upon me, for the piety Which to my country I was judg’d to have shown. At this whoever envies or repines,
995 I leave him to his lot, and like my own.
Cho. She's gone, a manifest serpent by her sting Discover'd in the end, till now conceal'd.
Sams. So let her go, God sent her to debase me, And aggravate my folly, who committed
1000 To such a viper his most facred trust Of secrefy, my safety, and my life.
Cho. Yet beauty, though injurious, hath ftrange After offense returning, to regain
[power, Love once possess’d, nor can be easily
1005 Repuls'd, without much inward passion felt And secret fting of amorous remorse.
SAMs. Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end, Not wedlock-treachery indangering life.
Cho. It is not virtue, wisdom, valor, wit, Strength, comeliness of shape, or ampleft merit
That woman's love can win or long inherit;
of these or all, the Timnian bride
Whate'er it be, to wiseft men and best
With dotage, and his sense deprav'd
Favor'd of Heav'n who finds
Therefore God's universal law Gave to the man despotic power Over his female in due awe,
1055 Nor from that right to part an hour, Smile she or lour: So shall he least confusion draw On his whole life, not fway'd By female ufurpation, or dismay'd.
1060 But had we best retire, I see a storm?
Sams. Fair days have oft contracted wind and rain. Cho. But this another kind of tempeft brings. Sams. Be less abftrufe, my riddling days are pait.
Cho. Look now for no inchanting voice, nor fear The bait of honied words; a rougher tongue 1066 Draws hitherward, I know him by his stride, The giant Harapha of Gath, his look Haughty as is his pile high-built and proud. Comes he in peace? what wind hath blown him hither I less conjecture than when first I saw