15 The air imprison'd also, close and damp, Of both my parents all in flames ascended His god-like presence, and from some great act Why was my breeding order'd and prescrib'd Design'd for great exploits; if I must die 20 25 30 35 With this Heav'n-gifted strength? O glorious Put to the labor of a beast, debas'd [strength ower than bond-slave! Promise was that I hould Israel from Philistian yoke deliver; sk for this great deliverer now, and find him 40 yeless in Gaza at the mill with slaves, Timself in bonds under Philistian yoke: et stay, let me not rashly call in doubt Divine prediction; what if all foretold Had been fulfill'd but through mine own default, Whom have I to complain of but myself? 46 Who this high gift of strength committed to me, In what part lodg'd, how easily bereft me, Under the seal of silence could not keep, But weakly to a woman must reveal it, O'ercome with importunity and tears. O impotence of mind, in body strong! But what is strength without a double share Of wisdom, vast, unwieldy, burdensome, Proudly secure, yet liable to fall 59 55 By weakest subtleties, not made to rule, But to subserve where wisdom bears command! God, when he gave me strength, to show withal 60 65 Blind among enemies, O worse than chains, Light the prime work of God to me' is extinct, 70 Annull'd, which might in part my grief have eas'd, Of man or worm; the vilest here excel me, Scarce half I seem to live, dead more than half. Without all hope of day! O first created beam, and thou great word, Why am I thus bereav'd thy prime decree? The sun to me is dark And silent as the moon, 75 80 85 When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, 90 And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the soul, She all in every part; why was the sight So obvious and so easy to be quench'd ? And not as feeling through all parts diffus'd, That she might look at will through every pore? 95 hen had I not been thus exil'd from light, nd bury'd: but O yet more miserable! Myself my sepulchre, a moving grave, Sury'd, yet not exempt By privilege of death and burial From worst of other evils, pains and wrongs, To all the miseries of life, Life in captivity Among inhuman foes. But who are these? for with joint pace I hear CHOR. This, this is he; softly a while, O change beyond report, thought or belief! As one past hope, abandon'd, 109 105 119 115 120 Or do my eyes misrepresent? Can this be he, That heroic, that renown'd, Irresistible Samson? whom unarm'd 125 No strength of man,or fiercest wild beast could with stand; Hiij Who tore the lion, as the lion tears the kid, Ran on imbattel'd armies clad in iron, And weaponless himself, Made arms ridiculous, useless the forgery 130 Of brazen shield and spear, the hammer'd cuirass, Chalybean temper'd steel, and frock of mail Adamantean proof; But safest he who stood aloof, When insupportably his foot advanc'd, 135 In scorn of their proud arms and warlike tools, Spurn'd them to death by troops. The bold Ascalo nite Fled from his lion ramp, old warriors turn'd 140 Or grov'ling soil'd their crested helmets in the dust. A thousand fore-skins fell, the flower of Palastine, 145 Then by main force pull'd up, and on his shoulders The gates of Azza, post, and massy bar, [bore Up to the hill by Hebron, seat of giants old, No journey of a sabbath-day, and loaded so; Like whom the Gentiles feign to bear up Heav'n. Which shall I first bewail, Prison w thin prison Inseparably dark? 151 Thou art become (O worst imprisonment!) 155 The dungeon of thyself; thy soul [plain) (Which men enjoying sight oft without cause com |