This day to Dagon is a solemn feast, With sacrifices, triumph, pomp, and games; Thy strength they know surpassing human rate, 1311 To honour this great feast, and great assembly; 1315 Our law forbids at their religious rites 1320 Of. This answer, be assured, will not content them. Sam. Have they not sword-players, and every sort Of gymnic artists, wrestlers, riders, runners, Jugglers and dancers, antics, mummers, mimics, 1325 But they must pick me out with shackles tired, And over-labour'd at their public mill To make them sport with blind activity? Do they not seek occasion of new quarrels On my refusal to distress me more, Or make a game of my calamities? Return the way thou cam'st, I will not come. 1330 Of Regard thyself, this will offend them highly. Sam. Myself? my conscience and internal peace. Can they think me so broken, so debased Will condescend to such absurd commands? 1335 Although their drudge, to be their fool or jester, To shew them feats, and play before their god, 1340 Of. My message was imposed on me with speed, Brooks no delay; is this thy resolution? 1344 Sam. So take it with what speed thy message needs. Of. I am sorry what this stoutness will produce. Sam. Perhaps thou shalt have cause to sorrow indeed. Chor. Consider, Samson, matters now are strain'd Up to the highth, whether to hold or break; He's gone, and who knows how he may report 1350 Thy words by adding fuel to the flame? Expect another message more imperious, Sam. Shall I abuse this consecrated gift Of strength, again returning with my hair A Nazarite in place abominable 1355 Vaunting my strength in honour to their Dagon? 1360 Chor. Yet with this strength thou serv'st the PhiIdolatrous, uncircumcised, unclean. [listines, Sam. Not in their idol-worship, but by labour 1365 Honest and lawful to deserve my food Of those who have me in their civil power. [not. Chor. Where the heart joins not, outward acts defile Sam. Where outward force constrains, the sentence But who constrains me to the temple of Dagon, [holds; Not dragging? the Philistian lords command. 1371 Commands are no constraints. If I obey them, I do it freely, vent'ring to displease 1375 [reach. God for the fear of man, and man prefer, 1385 1389 Chor. In time thou hast resolved, the man returns. 1377. It is not here intended to be said that God suffers any of his creatures to share in the worship of idols, but that, for some important purpose, he may permit them to enter temples devoted to the false gods, whose blind votaries he intends to punish by their means. 1395 Of Samson, this second message from our lords To thee I am bid say. Art thou our slave, Our captive, at the public mill our drudge, And dar'st thou at our sending and command Dispute thy coming? come without delay; Or we shall find such engines to assail And hamper thee, as thou shalt come of force. Though thou wert firmlier fasten'd than a rock. Sam. I could be well content to try their art Which to no few of them would prove pernicious. Yet knowing their advantages too many, 1401 Because they shall not trail me through their streets Like a wild beast, I am content to go. Masters' commands come with a power resistless To such as owe them absolute subjection : 1405 And for a life who will not change his purpose (So mutable are all the ways of men)? Yet this be sure, in nothing to comply Scandalous or forbidden in our law. Of. I praise thy resolution: doff these links: 1410 By this compliance thou wilt win the lords To favour, and perhaps to set thee free. Sam. Brethren, farewell; your company along I will not wish, lest it perhaps offend them To see me girt with friends; and how the sight 1415 So dreaded once, may now exasperate them, Chor. Go, and the Holy One Of Israel be thy guide 1420 1425 To what may serve his glory best, and spread his Great among the Heathen round; Send thee the angel of thy birth to stand [name 1431 Fast by thy side, who from thy father's field Of thy conception, and be now a shield Of fire; that Spirit that first rush'd on thee 1435 Be efficacious in thee now at need. For never was from Heav'n imparted Measure of strength so great to mortal seed, 1440 Was not at present here to find my son, 1444 [hither I heard all as I came, the city rings, 1450 1454 Chor. That hope would much rejoice us to partake With thee; say, rev'rend Sire, we thirst to hear. Man. I have attempted one by one the lords Either at home, or through the high street passing, With supplication prone and father's tears, To' accept of ransom for my son their prisoner. 1400 Some much averse I found and wondrous harsh, Contemptuous, proud, set on revenge and spite; That part most reverenced Dagon and his priests: Others more moderate seeming, but their aim Private reward, for which both God and state They easily would set to sale: a third More generous far and civil, who confess'd 1465 They had enough revenged, having reduced Their foe to misery beneath their fears, 1470 If some convenient ransom were proposed.- Chor. Doubtless the people shouting to behold Their once great dread, captive and blind before them, Or at some proof of strength. before them shewn. 1475 Man. His ransom, if my whole inheritance May compass it, shall willingly be paid And number'd down: much rather I shall choose No, I am fix'd not to part hence without him. If need be, I am ready to forego 1480 And quit: not wanting him I shall want nothing. Chor. Fathers are wont to lay up for their sons, Thou for thy son art bent to lay out all: 1486 Made older than thy age through eye-sight lost. Man. It shall be my delight to tend his eyes, 1490 And view him sitting in the house, ennobled With all those high exploite by him achieved, And on his shoulders waving down those locks That of a nation arm'd the strength contain'd: And I persuade me God had not permitted His strength again to grow up with his hair, Garrison'd round about him like a camp Of faithful soldiery, were not his purpose To use him further yet in some great service; Not to sit idle with so great a gift 1495 1500 Useless, and thence ridiculous about him. And since his strength with eye-sight was not lost, 1505 [noise! Mun. I know your friendly minds and-O what Mercy of Heav'n, what hideous noise was that? Horribly loud, unlike the former shout. 1510 Chor. Noise call you it or universal groan, As if the whole inhabitation perish'd! Blood, death, and deathful deeds, are in that noise, Ruin, destruction at the utmost point. Man. Of ruin indeed methought I heard the noise: Oh it continues, they have slain my son. 1516 Chor. Thy son is rather slaying them, that outcry From slaughter of one foe could not ascend. Man. Some dismal accident it needs must be ; What shall we do, stay here or run and see? 1520 Chor. Best keep together here, lest running thither |