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To such a viper his most fared trust
Chor. Yet beauty, though injurious, hath strange
Sams. Love-quarrels oft in pleasing concord end,
Chor. It is not virtue, wisdom, valor, wit, 1010
If any of these or all, the Timnian bride
Or value what is best
Whate'er it be, to wiseft men and best
proves, a thorn Intestin, far within defensive arms A cleaving mischief, in his way to virtue Adverse and turbulent, or by her charms 1040 Draws him
inslay'd With dotage, and his sense deprav’d, To folly' and shameful deeds which ruin ends. What pilot so expert but needs must wreck Imbark'd with such a steers-mate at the helm? 1045
Favor'd of Heav’n who finds One virtuous rarely found, That in domestic good combines: Happy that house! his way to peace is smooth: But virtue which breaks through all opposition, And all temptation can remove,
1051 Most shines and most is acceptable above.
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:
Chor. Look now for no inchanting voice, nor fear
Sams. Or peace, or not, alike to me he comes.
Har. I come not, Samson, to condole thy chance,
1080 That Kiria thim held, thou know'st 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 lised field: And now am come to see of whoin such noise Hath walk'd about, and each limb to survey, If thy appearance answer loud
1090 Sams. The way to know were not to see but taste.
Har. Dost 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; I should have forc'd thee foon wish other arms, 1096 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's The highest name for valiant acts; that honor Certain to have won by mortal duel from thee, I lose, prevented by thy eyes put out.
(but do Sams. Boast not of what thou wouldlt have done, 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 durst not with their whole united powers 110 In fight withstand me single and unarm’d, Nor in the house with chamber ambushes
Close-banded durst attack me, no not sleeping,
Har. Thou durst not thus disparage glorious arms,
from Heaven Feign'dst at thy birth was giv’n thee in thy hair, 1135 Where strength can least abide, though all thy hairs Were bristles rang'd like those that ridge the back Of chaf’d wild boars, or ruffled porcupines. Sams. I know no spells, use no forbidden arts;