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The sumptuous Dalila floting this way:
Sams. Or peace or not, alike to me he comes.
HAR. I come not, Samson, to condole thy chance,
108 That Kiriathaim held, thou know'ft me now If thou at all art known. Much I have heard Of thy prodigious might and feats perform'd Incredible to me, in this displeas’d, That I was never present on the place
1085 Of those encounters, where we might have try'd Each other's force in camp or listed field; And now am come to fee of whom fuch noise Hath walk'd about, and each limb to survey, If thy appearance answer loud report.
1090 SAMS. The way to know were not to see but taste.
Har. Doft thou already single me? I thought Gyves and the mill had tam’d thee. O that fortune Had brought me to the field, where thou art fam'd To have wrought such wonders with an ass's jaw; 1095 I should have forc'd thee foon with other arms, Or left thy carcass where the ass lay thrown : So had the glory of prowess been recover'd To Palestine, won by a Philistine, From the unforeskin'd race, of whom thou bear'st 1100 The highest name for valiant acts; that honor
Certain to have won by mortal duel from thee,
[do SAMs. Boaft not of what thou wouldst have done, but What then thou wouldst, thou seest it in thy hand.
Har. To combat with a blind man I disdain, And thou hast need much washing to be touch'd.
SAMS. Such usage as your honorable lords Afford me' assassinated and betray'd, Who durft not with their whole united powers 1110 In fight withstand me single and unarm’d, Nor in the house with chamber ambushes Close-banded durst attack me, no not sleeping Till they had hir'd a woman with their gold Breaking her marriage faith to circumvent me.
I115 Therefore without feign’d shifts let be aisign'd Some narrow place inclos’d, where fight may give thee, Or rather fight, no great advantage on me ; Then put on all thy gorgeous arms, thy helmet And brigandine of brass, thy broad habergeon, Vant-brass and greves, and gauntlet, add thy spear, A weaver's beam, and seven-times-folded shield, I only with an oaken staff will meet thee, And raise such outcries on thy clatter'd iron, Which long shall not withhold me from thy head, 1125 That in a little time while breath remains thee, Thou oft shalt wish thyself at Gath to boast Again in safety what thou wouldst have done To Samson, but shalt never see Gath more.
HAR. Thou durst not thus disparage glorious arms, Which greatest heroes have in battle worn,
Their ornament and safety, had not spells
Sams. I know no spells, use no forbidden arts ; My trust is in the living God, who gave me 1140 At my nativity this strength, diffus’d No less through all my linews, joints, and bones, Than thine, while I preserv'd these locks unfhorn, The pledge of my
HAR. Presume not on thy God, whate'er he be,
Into the common prison, there to grind
1165 Of noble warrior, so to stain his honor, But by the barber's razor belt subdued.
Sams. All these indignities, for such they are From thine, these evils I deserve and more, Acknowledge them from God inflicted on me
1170 Justly, yet despair not of his final pardon Whose ear is ever open, and his eye Gracious to re-admit the suppliant: In confidence whereof I once again Defy thee to the trial of mortal fight,
1175 By combat to decide whose God is God, Thine, or whom I with Ifrael's fons adore.
HAR. Fair honor that thou dost thy God, in trusting He will accept thee to defend his cause, A Murderer, a Revolter, and a Robber. 1180 SAMs. Tongue-doughty Giant, how dost thou prove
me these? HAR. Is not thy nation subject to our lords ? Their magiftrates confess’d it, when they took thee As a league-breaker and deliver'd bound Into our hands : for hadft thou not committed 1185 Notorious murder on those thirty men At Ascalon, who never did thee harm, Then like a robber stripp’dft them of their robes ? The Philistines, when thou hadit broke the league,
Went up with armed powers thee only seeking, 1190
SAMs. Among the daughters of the Philistines
1205 It was the force of conqueft; force with force Is well ejected when the conquer'd can. But I a private person, whom my country As a league-breaker gave up bound, presum’d Single rebellion, and did hostile acts. I was no private but a perfon rais'd With strength sufficient and command from Heaven To free my country; if their servile minds Me their deliverer fent would not receive, But to their masters gave me up for nought, 1215 Th' unworthier they ; whence to this day they ferve, I was to do my part from Heav'n afsign’d, And had perform'd it, if my known offense Had not disabled me, not all your force :