896 Against the law of nature, law of nations, Samf. For want of words no doubt,orlack of breath, Witness when I was worried with thy peals. 906 Dal. I was a fool, too rash, and quite miftaken T'affic thy felf in vain: though fight be loft, Where other fenfes want not their delights Exempt from many a care and chance to which 910 915 I to the Lords will intercede, not doubting 920 925 With all things grateful chear'd, and fo fupply'd, To bring my feet again into the fnare 930 Where once I have been caught; I know thy trains 936 If in my flower of youth and ftrength, when all men Helpless, thence eafily contemn'd, and fcorn'd, 945 Tothine, whofe Doors my feet hall never enter. 950 Dal. Let me approach at least and touch thy hand. Samf. Not for thy life, left fierce remembrance wake My fudden rage to tear thee joint by joint. At distance I forgive thee, go with that ; Bewail thy falihood, and the pious works It hath brought forth to make thee memorable Among illuftrious Women, faithful Wives: Cherish thy haftn'd widowhood with the gold Of Matrimonial treason: so farewell. 955 Dal. I fee thou art implacable, more deaf 960 To pray'rs than winds and feas, yet winds to feas Are reconcil'd at length, and fea to fhore: Thy anger unappeafable, ftill rages, 965 Eternal Tempeft never to be calm'd. 975 But in my country where I most defire, Smote Sifera fleeping through the Temples nail'd. Nor fhall I count it heinous to enjoy The publick marks of honour and reward Conferr'd upon me, for the piety -998 Which to my country I was judg'd to have fhewn. At this who ever envies or repines I leave him to his lot, and like my own. 995 Chor. She's gone, a manifeft Serpent by her fting Discover'd in the end, till now conceal`d. Samf. So let her go, God fent her to debafe me, And aggravate my folly who committed T To fuch a viper his moft facred truft Of fecrefie, my fafety, and my life. Chor. Yet beauty, though injurious, hath ftrange After offence returning, to regain Love once poffeft, nor can be eafily [pow's, Repulft, without much inward paffion felt And fecret fring of amorous remorfe. Samf. Love quarrels oft in pleafing concord end. Not wedlock-treachery endang'ring life. Char. It is not virtue, wisdom, valour, wit, 1010 Strength, comliness of shape, or ampleft merit That Woman's love can win or long inherit; But what it is, hard is to say, Harder to hit, (Which way foever Men refer it) Much like thy riddle, Samfon, in one day 1015 Thy Paranymph, worthlefs to thee compar'd 1020 Succeffor in thy Bed, Nor both fo loofly difally'd Their nuptials, nor this last fo treacherously Was lavish'd on their Sex, that inward gifts Were left for hafte unfinish'd, judgment fcant, Or value what is beft La choice, but ofteft to affect the wrong? Or was too much of felf-love mixt, Of conftancy no root infix'd, That either they love nothing or not long? Whate'er it be, to wifeft Men and best 1025 1030 Seeming at first all heav'nly under virgin Veil, 1035 Soft, modeft, meek, demure, Once join'd, the contrary the proves, a Thorn Inteftine, war within defenfive arms A cleaving mifchief, in his way to virtue |