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For so from such as nearer stood we heard,
fast fixt he stood, as one who pray'd,
CHOR. O dearly-bought revenge, yet glorious!
1. SEMICHOR. While their hearts were jocund and sublime, Drunk with idolatry, drunk with wine,
And fat regorged of bulls and goats,
2. SEMICHOR. But he, though blind of sight,
A secular bird ages of lives.'
Man. Come, come, no time for lamentation now, Nor much more cause: Samson fath quit himself Like Samson, and heroically hath finished A life heroic, on his enemies Fully revenged, hath left them years of mourning, And lamentation to the sons of Caphtor? Through all Philistian bounds. To Israel Honour hath lett and freedom, let bnt them Find courage to lay hold on this occasion; To himself and father's house eternal fame; And, which is best and happiest yet, all this With God not parted from him, as was fear'd, But favouring and assisting to the end. Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempty Dispraise, or blame, nothing but well and fair, And what may quiet us in a death so noble. Let us go find the body where it lies Soak'd in his enemies' blood, and from the stream With lavers pure and cleansing herbs wash off The clotted gore. I, with what speed the while,
Gaza is not in plight to say us nay, Will send for all my kindred, all my friends To fetch him hence, and solemnly attend With silent obsequy and funeral train Home to his father's house: there will I build him A monument, and plant it round with shade Of laurel ever green, and branching palm, With all his trophies hung, and acts inrollid In copious legend, or sweet lyric song. Thither shall all the valiant youth resort, And from his memory inflame their breasts To matchless valour and adventures high: The virgins also shall on feastful days
1 The Phoenix; supposed to mako
funeral pile of sweet-scented woods, and fan it to a fiame with her wings; from her ashes rose another phoenix, Hole of its kind always. The phoenix
was considered an emblem of the ra surrection.
I The Philistines are called the song of Caphtor because they came originally from the island of Caphtər, or Cretë.
Visit his tomb with flowers, only bewailing
CHOR. All is best, though we oft doubt,
Sonnets and Canzone.
Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still,
While the jolly hours lead on propitious May. Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day,
First heard before the shallow cuckoo's bill,
Have link'd that amorous power to thy soft lay, Now timely sing, ere the rude bird of hate
Foretell my hopeless doom in some grove nigh;
As thou from year to year hast sung too late For my relief, yet hadst no reason why:
Whether the Muse, or Love call thee his mate, Both them I serve, and of their train am I
Donna leggiadra il cui bel nome honora
L'herbosa val di Rheno, e il nobil varco,
Qual tuo spirto gentil non innamora;
De sui atti soavi giamai parco,
I A superstition, which originated in
That it were gode to here the Nightin.
gale Moche rathir than the leuda Cuckowo singe. Cuckowi and Nightingale.