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From worst of other evils, pains and wrongs ; Or the sphere of fortune, raises ;
But made hereby obnoxious more

But thee whose strength, while virtue was her mate, To all the miseries of life,

Might have subdued the Earth, Life in captivity

Universally crown'd with highest praises. [air Among inhuman foes.

Sams. I hear the sound of words; their sense the
But who are these? for with joint pace I hear Dissolves unjointed ere it reach my ear.
The tread of

feet steering this way;

Chor. He speaks, let us draw nigh.—Matchless in Perhaps my enemies, who come to stare

might, At my affliction, and perhaps to insult,

The glory late of Israel, now the grief; Their daily practice to amict me more.

We coine, thy friends and neighbors not unknown,

From Eshtaol and Zora's fruitful vale, (Enter Chorus.)

To visit or bewail thee; or, if better, Chor. This, this is he; softly awhile,

Counsel or consolation we may bring, Let us not break in upon him :

Salve to thy sores; apt words have power to swage O change beyond report, thought, or belief! The tumors of a troubled mind, See how he lies at random, carelessly diffus'd, And are as balm to fester'd wounds. (learn With languish'd head unpropt,

Sams. Your coming, friends, revives me; for I As one past hope, abandon'd,

Now of my own experience, not by talk, And by himself given over;

How counterfeit a coin they are who friends In slavish habit, ill-fitted weeds

Bear in their superscription, (of the most O'er-worn and soil'd ;

I would be understood ;) in prosperous days Or do my eyes misrepresent? Can this be he, They swarm, but in adverse withdraw their head, That heroic, that renown'd,

Not to be found, though sought. Ye see, O friends, Irresistible Samson? whom unarm'd (withstand; How many evils have inclos'd me round: No strength of man, or fiercest wild beast, could Yet that which was the worst now least afflicts me, Who tore the lion, as the lion tears the kid;

Blindness ; for had I sight, confus'd with shame, Ran on embattled armies clad in iron;

How could I once look up or heave the head, And, weaponless himself,

Who, like a foolish pilot, have shipwreck'd
Made arms ridiculous, useless the forgery

My vessel trusted to me from above,
Of brazen shield and spear, the harmer'd cuirass, Gloriously rigg'd; and for a word, a tear,
Chalybean temper'd steel, and frock of mail Fool! have divulg'd the secret gift of God
Adamantéan proof?

To a deceitful woman? tell me, friends,
But safest he who stood aloof,

Am I not sung and proverb'd for a fool When insupportably his foot advanc'd,

In every street? do they not say, how well In scorn of their proud arms and warlike tools, Are come upon him his deserts ? yet why? Spurn'd them to death by troops. The bold Asca. Immeasurable strength they might behold lonite

In me, of wisdom nothing more than mean; Fled from his lion ramp; old warriors turn'd This with the other should, at least, have pair'd, Their plated backs under his heel;

These two, proportion'd ill, drove me transverse. Or, groveling, soild their crested helmets in the dust. Chor. Tax not divine disposal ; wisest men Then with what trivial weapon came to hand, Have err'd, and by bad women been deceiv'd; The jaw of a dead ass, his sword of bone,

And shall again, pretend they ne'er so wise.
A thousand fore-skins fell, the flower of Palestine, Deject not then so overmuch thyself,
In Ramath-lechi, famous to this day.

[bore Who hast of sorrow thy full load besides : Then by main force pulld up, and on his shoulders Yet truth to say, I oft have heard men wonder The gaies of Azza, post, and massy bar,

Why thou shouldst wed Philistian women rather Up to the hill by Hebron, seat of giants old, Than of thine own tribe fairer, or as fair, No journey of a sabbath-day, and loaded so; At least of thy own nation, and as noble. Like whom the Gentiles seign to bear up Heaven. Sams. The first I saw at Timna, and she pleas'd Which shall I first bewail,

Me, not my parents, that I sought to wed Thy bondage or lost sight,

The daughter of an infidel: they knew not Prison within prison

That what I motion'd was of God; I knew Inseparably dark?

From intimate impulse, and therefore urg'd Thou art become (0 worst imprisonment!)

The marriage on; that by occasion hence The dungeon of thyself; thy soul,

(plain) I might begin Israel's deliverance, (Which men enjoying sight oft without cause com- The work to which I was divinely call’d. Imprison'd now indeed,

She proving false, the next I took to wife In real darkness of the body dwells,

(O that I never had! fond wish too late,) Shut up from outward light

Was in the vale of Sorec, Dalila, To incorporate with gloomy night;

That specious monster, my accomplish'd snare. For inward light, alas !

I thought it lawful from my former act, Puts forth no visual beam.

And the same end; still watching to oppress O mirror of our fickle state,

Israel's oppressors : of what now I suffer Since man on Earth unparallel'd!

She was not the prime cause, but I myself, The rarer thy example stands,

Who, vanquish'd with a peal of words, (O weakness !)
By how much from the top of wondrous glory, Gave up my fort of silence to a woman.
Strongest of mortal men,

Chor. In seeking just occasion to provoke
To lowest pitch of abject fortune thou art fallen. The Philistine, thy country's enemy,
For him I reckon not in high estate

Thou never wast amiss, I bear thee witness;
Whom long descent of birth,

Yet Israël still serves with all his sons.

Sams. That fault I take not on me, but transfer And hath full right to exempt
On Israel's governors and heads of tribes,

Whom so it pleases him by choice
Who, seeing those great acts which God had done From national obstriction, without taint
Singly by me against their conquerors

Of sin, or legal debt ;
Acknowledg'd not, or not at all consider'd,

For with his own laws he can best dispense. Deliverance offered : I on the other side

He would not else, who never wanted means, Us'd no ambition to commend my deeds :

Nor, in respect of the enemy, just cause,
The deeds themselves, though mute, spoke loud the To set his people free,

Have prompted this heroic Nazarite,
But they persisted deaf, and would not seem Against his vow of strictest purity,
To count them things worth notice, till at length To seek in marriage that fallacious bride,
Their lords, the Philistines, with gather'd powers Unclean, unchaste.
Enter'd Judea seeking me, who then

Down, reason, then; at least vain reasonings down; Safe to the rock of Ethan was retir’d;

Though reason here aver, Not flying but forecasting in what place

That moral verdict quits her of unclean : To set upon them, what advantag'd best;

Unchaste was subsequent, her stain not his.
Meanwhile the men of Judah, to prevent

But see, here comes thy reverend sire
The harass of their land, beset me round; With careful step, locks white as down,
I willingly on some conditions came

Old Manoah : advise
Into their hands, and they as gladly yield me Forth with how thou ought'st to receive him.
To the uncircumcis'd a welcome prey,

Sams. Ay me! another inward grief, awak'd
Bound with two cords; but cords to me were threads With mention of that name, renews the assault.
Touch'd with the flame: on their whole host I flew
Unarm’d, and with a trivial weapon felld

[Enter Manoan.) Their choicest youth ; they only liv'd who fled. Man. Brethren and men of Dan, for such ye seem, Had Judah that day join'd, or one whole tribe, Though in this uncouth place; if old respect, They had by this possess'd the towers of Gath, As I suppose, towards your once gloried friend, And lorded over them whom they now serve: My son, now captive, hither hath inform'd But what more oft, in nations grown corrupt, Your younger feet, while mine cast back with age And by their vices brought to servitude,

Came lagging after; say if he be here. Than to love bondage more than liberty,

Chor. As signal now in low dejected state, Bondage with ease than strenuous liberty ;

As erst in highest, behold him where he lies. And to despise, or envy, or suspect

Man. O miserable change! is this the man, Whom God hath of his special favor rais'd That invincible Samson, far renown'd, As their deliverer ? if he aught begin,

The dread of Israel's foes, who with a strength How frequent to desert him, and at last

Equivalent to angels walk'd their streets, To heap ingratitude on worthiest deeds!

None offering fight; who single combatant Chor. Thy words to my remembrance bring Duell’d their armies rank'd in proud array, How Succoth and the fort of Penuel

Himself an army, now unequal match Their great deliverer contemn'd,

To save himself against a coward arm'd The matchless Gideon, in pursuit

At one spear's length? O ever-failing trust Of Madian and her vanquish'd kings:

In mortal strength! and oh! what not in man And how ingrateful Ephraim

Deceivable and vain? Nay, what thing good
Had dealt with Jephtha, who by argument, Pray'd for, but often proves our bane ?
Not worse than by his shield and spear,

I pray'd for children, and thought barrenness
Defended Israel from the Ammonite,

In wedlock a reproach ; I gain'd a son, Had not his prowess quell’d their pride

And such a son as all men hail'd me happy;In that,sore battle, when so many died

Who would be now a father in my stead ? Without reprieve, adjudg’d to death,

O wherefore did God grant me my request, For want of well pronouncing Shibboleth. And as a blessing with such pomp adorn’d ?

Sams. Of such examples add me to the roll; Why are his gifts desirable, to tempt Me easily indeed mine may neglect.

Our earnest prayers, then, given with solemn hand But God's propos'd deliverance not so.

As graces, draw a scorpion's tail behind ? Chor. Just are the ways of God,

For this did the angel twice descend? for this And justifiable to men;

Ordain'd thy nurture holy, as of a plant
Unless there be, who think not God at all : Select, and sacred, glorious for a while,
If any be, they walk obscure ;

The miracle of men; then in an hour
For of such doctrine never was there school, Ensnar'd, assaulted, overcome, led bound,
But the heart of the fool,

Thy foes' derision, captive, poor, and blind,
And no man therein doctor but himself.

Into a dungeon thrust, to work with slaves ? Yet more there be, who doubt his ways not just, Alas! methinks whom God hath chosen once As to his own edícts found contradicting, To worthiest deeds if he through frailty err, Then give the reins to wandering thought, He should not so o'erwhelm, and as a thrall Regardless of his glory's diminution;

Subject him to so foul indignities, Till, by their own perplexities involvid,

Be it but for honor's sake of former deeds. They ravel more, still less resolvid,

Sams. Appoint not heavenly disposition, father; But never find self-satisfying solution.

Nothing of all these evils hath befall'n me As if they would confine the Interminable, But justly: I myself have brought them on, And tie him to his own prescript

Sole author I, sole cause : if aught seem vile, Who made our laws to bind us, not himself, As vile hath been my folly, who have profan'd

The mystery of God given me under pledge

Sam. Father, I do acknowledge and confess Of vow, and bave betray'd it to a woman, That I this honor, I this pomp, have brought A Canaanite, my faithless enemy.

To Dagon, and advanc'd his praises high This well I knew, nor was at all surpris'd,

Among the heathen round: to God have brought But warn'd by oft experience: did not she

Dishonor, obloquy, and op'd the mouths Of Timna first betray me, and reveal

Of idolists, and atheists : lave brought scandal The secret wrested from me in her height

To Israel, diffidence of God, and doubt Of nuptial love profess'd, carrying it straight In feeble hearts, propense enough before To them who had corrupted her, my spies, To waver, or fall off and join with idols ; And rivals? In this other was there found Which is my chief affliction, shame and sorrow, More faith, who also in her prime of love,

The anguish of my soul, that suffers not Spousal embraces, vitiated with gold,

Mine eye to harbor sleep, or thoughts to rest.
Though offer'd only, by the scent conceiv'd This only hope relieves me, that the strife
Her spurious first-born, treason against me? With me hath end : all the contest is now
Thrice she assay'd with flattering prayers and sighs, | "Twixt God and Dagon; Dagon hath presum'd,
And amorous reproaches, to win from me

Me overthrown, to enter lists with God,
My capital secret, in what part my strength His deity comparing and preferring
Lay stor’d, in what part summ'd, that she might know; Before the God of Abraham. He, be sure,
Thrice I deluded her, and turn'd to sport

Will not connive, or linger, thus provok’d,
Her importunity, each time perceiving

But will arise, and his great name assert : How openly, and with what impudence

Dagon must stoop, and shall ere long receive She purpos’d to betray me, and (which was worse Such a discomfit, as shall quite despoil him Than undissembled hate) with what contempt

Of all these boasted trophies won on me, She sought to make me traitor to myself;

And with confusion blank his worshippers.
Yet the fourth time, when, mustering all her wiles, Man. With cause this hope relieves thee, and
With blandish'd parleys, feminine assaults,

these words
Tongue-batteries, she surceas'd not, day nor night, I as a prophecy receive; for God,
To storm me over-watch'd, and wearied out. Nothing more certain, will not long defer
At times when men seek most repose and rest, To vindicate the glory of his name
I yielded, and unlock'd her all my heart,

Against all competition, nor will long
Who, with a grain of manhood well resolv'd, Endure it doubtful, whether God be Lord,
Might easily have shook off all her snares : Or Dagon. But for thee what shall be done?
But foul effeminacy held me yok'd

Thou must not, in the meanwhile here forgot, Her bond-slave; O indignity, O blot

Lie in this miserable lothesome plight, To honor and religion ! servile mind

Neglected. I already have made way Rewarded well with servile punishment !

To some Philistian lords, with whom to treat The base degree to which I now am fall'n, About thy ransom: well they may by this this grinding, is not yet so base

Have satisfied their utmost of revenge As was my former servitude, ignoble,

By pains and slaveries, worse than death, inflicted Unmanly, ignominious, infamous,

On thee, who now no more canst do them harm. True slavery, and that blindness worse than this Sams. Spare that proposal, father; spare the That saw not how degenerately I servid.

Man. I cannot praise thy marriage-choices, son. Of that solicitation ; let me here,
Rather approv'd them not; but thou didst plead As I deserve, pay on my punishment;
Divine impulsion prompting how thou might'st And expiate, if possible, my crime,
Find some occasion to infest our foes.

Shameful garrulity. To have reveal'd
I state not that; this I am sure, our foes

Secrets of men, the secrets of a friend, Found soon occasion thereby to make thee How heinous had the fact been, how deserving Their captive, and their triumph; thou the sooner Contempt and scorn of all, to be excluded Temptation found'st, or over-potent charms, All friendship, and avoided as a blab, To violate the sacred trust of silence

The mark of fool set on his front? But I Deposited within thee; which to have kept God's counsel have not kept, his holy secret Tacit was in thy power: true; and thou bear'st Presumptuously have publish’d, impiously, Enough, and more the burthen of that fault; Weakly at least, and shamefully; a sin Bitterly hast thou paid, and still art paying, That Gentiles in their parables condemn That rigid score. A worse thing yet remains ; To their abyss and horrid pains confin'd. This day the Philistines a popular feast

Man. Be penitent, and for thy fault contrite; Here celebrate in Gaza ; and proclaim

But act not in thy own affliction, son; Great pomp, and sacrifices, and praises loud, Repent the sin; but, if the punishment To Dagon, as their god who hath deliver'd

Thou canst avoid, self-preservation bids; Thee, Samson, bound and blind into their hands. Or the execution leave to high disposal, Them out of thine, who slew’st them many a slain. And let another hand, not thine, exact So Dagon shall be magnified, and God,

Thy penal forfeit from thyself: perhaps Besides whom is no God, coinpar'd with idols, God will relent, and quit thee all his debt; Disglorified, blasphem’d, and had in scorn

Who evermore approves, and more accepts, By the idolatrous rout amidst their wine ;

(Best pleas'd with humble and filial submission, Which to have come to pass by means of thee, Him, who, imploring mercy, sues for life, Samson, of all thy sufferings think the heaviest, Than who, self-rigorous, chooses death as due; Of all reproach the most with shame that ever Which argues over-just, and self-displeased Could have befall’n thee and thy father's house. For self-offence, more than for God offended.

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Reject not then what offer'd means; who knows After the brunt of battle, can as easy
But God hath set before us, to return thee

Cause light again within thy eyes to spring, Home to thy country and his sacred house, Wherewith to serve him better than thou hast : Where thou may’st bring thy offerings, to avert And I persuade me so ; why else this strength His further ire, with prayers and vows renew'd ? Miraculous yet remaining in those locks ?

Sams. His pardon I implore; but as for life, His might continues in thee not for nought, To what end should I seek it? when in strength Nor shall his wondrous gifts be frustrate thus. All mortals I excell’d, and great in hopes

Sams. All otherwise to me my thoughts portend, With youthful courage, and magnanimous thoughts, That these dark orbs no more shall treat with light, Of birth from Heaven foretold, and high exploits, Nor the other light of life continue long, Full of divine instinct, after some proof

But yield to double darkness nigh at hand : Of acts indeed heroic, far beyond

So much I feel my genial spirits droop,
The sons of Anak, famous now and blaz'd, My hopes all flat, Nature within me seems
Fearless of danger, like a petty god

In all her functions weary of herself;
I walk'd about admir'd of all, and dreaded My race of glory run, and race of shame,
On hostile ground, none daring my affront. And I shall shortly be with them that rest.
Then swoll'n with pride into the snare I fell

Man. Believe not these suggestions, which proceed Of fair fallacious looks, venereal trains,

From anguish of the mind and humors black,
Soften'd with pleasure and voluptuous life. That mingle with thy fancy. I however
At length to lay my head and hallow'd pledge Must not omit a father's timely care
Of all my strength in the lascivious lap

To prosecute the means of thy deliverance
Of a deceitful concubine, who shore me

By ransom, or how else : meanwhile be calm, Like a tame wether, all my precious fleece, And healing words from these thy friends admit. Then turn'd me out ridiculous, despoil'd,

[Exit. Shaven, and disarm'd among mine enemies.

Sams. O that torment should not be confin'd
Chor. Desire of wine and all delicious drinks, To the body's wounds and sores,
Which many a famous warrior overturns,

With maladies innumerable
Thou couldst repress; nor did the dancing ruby In heart, head, breast, and reins;
Sparkling, out-pour'd, the favor, or the smell, But must secret passage find
Or taste that cheers the heart of gods or men, To the inmost mind,
Allure thee from the cool crystalline stream. There exercise all his fierce accidents,

Sams. Wherever fountain or fresh current flow'd And on her purest spirits prey,
Against the eastern ray, translucent, pure

As on entrails, joints, and limbs,
With touch ethereal of Heaven's fiery rod, With answerable pains, but more intense,
I drank, from the clear milky juice allaying Though void of corporal sense.
Thirst, and refresh'd: nor envied them the grape My griefs not only pain me
Whose heads that turbulent liquor fills with fumes. As a lingering disease,

Chor. O madness, to think use of strongest wines But, finding no redress, ferment and rage;
And strongest drinks our chief support of health, Nor less than wounds immedicable
When God with these forbidd'n made choice to Rankle, and fester, and gangrene,

To black mortification.
His mighty champion, strong above compare, Thoughts, my tormentors, arm’d with deadly stings
Whose drink was only from the liquid brook. Mangle my apprehensive tenderest parts,
Sams. But what avail'd this temperance, not com- Exasperate, exulcerate, and raise

Dire inflammation, which no cooling herb Against another object more enticing ?

Or med'cinal liquor can assuage, What boots it at one gate to make defence,

Nor breath of vernal air from snowy Alp. And at another to let in the foe,

Sleep hath forsook and given me o'er Effeminately vanquish'd ? by which means, To death's benumbing opium as my only cure : Now blind, dishearten'd, sham'd, dishonor'd, quell’d, Thence faintings, swoonings of despair, To what can I be useful, wherein serve

And sense of Heaven's desertion. My nation, and the work from Heaven impos'd, I was his nurseling once, and choice delight, But to sit idle on the household hearth,

His destin'd from the womb, A burdenous drone; to visitants a gaze,

Promis'd by heavenly message twice descending. Or pitied object, these redundant locks

Under his special eye
Robustious to no purpose clustering down, Abstemious I grew up, and thrv'd amain ;
Vain monument of strength; till length of years He led me on to mightiest deeds,
And sedentary numbness craze my limbs

Above the nerve of mortal arm,
To a contemptible old age obscure ?

Against the uncircumcis'd, our enemies : llere rather let me drudge, and earn my bread; But now hath cast me off as never known, Till vermin, or the draff of servile food,

And to those cruel enemies, Consume me, and oft-invocated death

Whom I by his appointment had provok’d, Hasten the welcome end of all my pains.

Left me all helpless, with the irreparable loss Man. Wilt thou then serve the Philistines with of sight, reserv'd alive to be repeated that gift

The subject of their cruelty or scorn. Which was expressly given thee to annoy them? Nor am I in the list of them that hope; Better at home lie bed-rid, not only idle,

Hopeless are all my evils, all remediless : Inglorious, unemploy'd, with age outworn. This one prayer yet remains, might I be heard But God, who caus'd a fountain at thy prayer No long petition, speedy death, From the dry ground to spring, thy thirst to allay The close of all my miseries, and the balm.


Chor. Many are the sayings of the wise, An amber scent of odorous perfume In ancient and in modern books enroll’d,

Her harbinger, a damsel train behind ; Extolling patience as the truest fortitude ; Some rich Philistian matron she may seem; And to the bearing well of all calamities,

And now at nearer view, no other certain All chances incident to man's frail life,

Than Dalila thy wife.

[near me. Consolatories writ

Sams. My wife! my traitress : let her not come With studied argument, and much persuasion sought, Chor. Yet on she moves, now stands and eyes Lenient of grief and anxious thought:

thee fix'd, But with the afflicted in his pangs their sound About to have spoke ; but now, with head declin'd, Little prevails, or rather seems a tune

Like a fair flower surcharg'd with dew, she weeps, Harsh, and of dissonant mood from his complaint; And words address'd seem into tears dissolvid, Unless he feel within

Wetting the borders of her silken veil :
Some source of consolation from above,

But now again she makes address to speak.
Secret refreshings, that repair his strength,
And fainting spirits uphold.

[Enter Dalila.] God of our fathers, what is man!

Dal. With doubtful feet and wavering resolution That thou towards him with hand so various, I came, still dreading thy displeasure, Samson, Or might I say contrarious,

Which to have merited, without excuse, Temper'st thy providence through his short course, I cannot but acknowledge ; yet, if tears Not evenly, as thou rul'st

May expiate, (though the fact more evil drew The angelic orders, and inferior creatures mute, In the perverse event than I foresaw,) Irrational and brute.

My penance hath not slacken'd, though my pardon Nor do I name of men the common rout, No way assur’d. But conjugal affection, That, wandering loose about,

Prevailing over fear and timorous doubt,
Grow up and perish, as the summer-fly,

Hath led me on, desirous to behold
Heads without name no more remember'd; Once more thy face, and know of thy estate,
But such as thou hast solemnly elected,

If aught in my ability may serve
With gifts and graces eminently adorn'd,

To lighten what thou suffer'st, and appease To some great work, thy glory,

Thy mind with what amends is in my power, And people's safety, which in part they effect : Though late, yet in some part to recompense Yet toward these thus dignified, thou oft, My rash, but more unfortunate, misdeed. Amidst their height of noon,

Sams. Out, out, hyena! these are thy wonted arts, Changest thy countenance, and thy hand, with no And arts of every woman false like thee, regard

To break all faith, all vows, deceive, betray, Of highest favors past

Then as repentant to submit, beseech, From thee on them, or them to thee of service. And reconcilement move with feign'd remorse, Nor only dost degrade them, or remit

Confess, and promise wonders in her change ; To life obscur’d, which were a fair dismission, Not truly penitent, but chief to try But throw'st them lower than thou didst exalt them Her husband, how far urg'd his patience bears, high,

His virtue or weakness which way to assail :
Unseemly falls in human eye,

Then with more cautious and instructed skill
Too grievous for the trespass or omission; Again transgresses, and again submits;
Oft leav'st them to the hostile sword

That wisest and best men, full oft beguild,
Of heathen and profane, their carcasses

With goodness principled not to reject
To dogs and fowls a prey, or else captív'd; The penitent, but ever to forgive,
Or to the unjust tribunals, under change of times, Are drawn to wear out miserable days,
And condemnation of the ingrateful multitude. Entangled with a poisonous bosom snake,
If these they 'scape, perhaps in poverty

If not by quick destruction soon cut off,
With sickness and disease thou bow'st them down, As I by thee, to ages an example.
Painful diseases and deformid

Dal. Yet hear me, Samson; not that I endeavor In crude old age ;

To lessen or extenuate my offence,
Though not disordinate, yet causeless suffering But that on the other side, if it be weigh'd
The punishment of dissolute days: in fine, By itself, with aggravations not surcharg'd,
Just, or unjust, alike seem miserable,

Or else with just allowance counterpois'd,
For oft alike both come to evil end.

I may, if possible, thy pardon find
So deal not with this once thy glorious champion, The easier towards me, or thy hatred less.
The image of thy strength, and mighty minister. First, granting, as I do, it was a weakness
What do I beg? how hast thou dealt already ? In me, but incident to all our sex,
Behold him in this state calamitous, and turn Curiosity, inquisitive, importune,
His labors, for thou canst, to peaceful end. Of secrets, then, with like infirmity

But who is this, what thing of sea or land? To publish them, both common female faults :
Female of sex it seems,

Was it not weakness also to make known That so bedeck’d, ornate, and gay,

For importunity, that is, for nought, Comes this way sailing

Wherein consisted all thy strength and safety ? Like a stately ship

To what I did thou show'dst me first the way. Of Tarsus, bound for the isles

But I to enemies reveal'd, and should not : Of Javan or Gadire

Nor shouldst thou have trusted that to woman's With all her bravery on, and tackle trim,

frailty : Sails fill'd, and streamers waving,

Ere I to thee, thou to thyself wast cruel. Courted by all the winds that hold them play, Let weakness then with weakness come to parle,

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