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To raise in me inexpiable hate,
Dalila Since thou determin'st weakness for no
With hard contest: at length that grounded maxim,
thee Far other reasonings, brought forth other deeds. I before all the daughters of my tribe And of my nation, chose thee from among My enemies, lov'd thee, as too well thou knew'st; Too well; unbosom'd all my secrets to thee, Not out of levity, but over-power'd By thy request, who could deny thee nothing; Yet now am judg'd an enemy. Why then Did'st thou at first receive me for thy husband, Then, as since then, thy country's foe profess'd? Being once a wife, for me thou wast to leave Parents and country; nor was I then subject, Nor under their protection but my own, Thou mine, not theirs: If aught against my life Thy country sought of thee, it sought unjustly, Against the law of nature, law of nations;
No more thy country, but an impious crew
Of men conspiring to uphold their state
By worse than hostile deeds, violating the ends
For which our country is a name so dear;
Not therefore to be obey'd. But zeal mov'd thee;
To please thy Gods thou didst it; Gods unable
To acquit themselves and prosecute their foes
But by ungodly deeds, the contradiction
Of their own deity, Gods cannot be;
Less therefore to be pleas'd, obey'd, or fear'd.
These false pretexts and varnish'd colours failing,
Bare in thy guilt, how foul must thou appear!
Dalila. In argument with men a woman ever Goes by the worse, whatever be her Cause.
Samson. For want of words no doubt, or lack of
Dalila. I was a fool, too rash, and quite mistaken
Exempt from many a care and chance, to which Eye-sight exposes daily men abroad. I to the Lords will intercede, not doubting Their favourable car that I may fetch thee From forth this loathsome prison house, to abide With me, where my redoubled love and care With nursing diligence, to me glad office, May ever tend about thee to old age With all things grateful cheer'd, and so supplied, That, what by me thou hast lost thou least shalt miss. Samson. No, no; of my condition take no care: It fits not; tbou and I long since are twain: Nor think me*so unwary or accurs'd, To bring my feet again into the snare Where once I have been caught: I know thy trains, Though dearly to my cost, thy gins, and toils; Thy fair enchanted cup, and warbling charms, No more on me have power; their force is null'd; So much of adder's wisdom I have learn'd, To fence my ear against thy sorceries. If in my flower of youth and strength, when all men Lov'd, honour'd, fear'd me, thou alone could'st
hate me Thy husband, slight me, sell me, and forego me; How wouldst thou use me now, blind, and thereby Deceivable, in most things as a child Helpless, thence easily contemn'd, and scorn'd,
And last neglected? How would'st thou insult,
Cherish thy hasten'd widowhood with the gold
Of matrimonial treason! so farewell.
Dalila. I see thou art implacable, more deaf
To prayers, than winds and seas; yet winds to seas
Are reconcil'd at length, and sea to shore:
Thy anger, unappeasable, still rages,
Eternal tempest, never to be calm'd.
Why do I humble thus myself, and, suing
For peace, reap nothing but repulse and hate?
Bid go with evil omen, and the brand
Of infamy upon my name denounc'd?