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And the well feasted priest then soonest fir’d
Chor. Go, and the Holy One
Great among the heathen round;
1434 shield] See T. Warton's Note on Comus, ver. 658.
Was not at present here to find my son,
Chor. That hope would much rejoice us to par-
Man. I have attempted one by one the lords
Chor. Doubtless the people shouting to behold
Man. His ransom, if my whole inheritance
Chor. Fathers are wont to lay up for their sons, Thou for thy son art bent to lay out all : Sons wont to nurse their parents in old age, Thou in old age car'st how to nurse thy son, Made older than thy age through eyesight lost.
Man. It shall be my delight to tend his eyes, 1490 And view him sitting in the house, ennobled, With all those high exploits by him achiev'd, And on his shoulders waving down those locks, That of a nation arm’d the strength contain'd: And I persuade me, God hath not permitted His strength again to grow up with his hair, Garrison'd round about him like a camp Of faithful soldiery, were not his purpose To use him further yet in some great service; Not to sit idle with so great a gift Useless, and thence ridiculous, about him. And since his strength with eyesight was not lost, God will restore him eyesight to his strength.
1494 contain'd] Ovid. Met. viii. 8.
• Crinis inhærebat magni fiducia regni.' Todd.
Chor. Thy hopes are not ill founded nor seem vain Of his delivery, and thy joy thereon Conceiv’d, agreeable to a father's love, In both which we, as next, participate.
[noise! Man. I know your friendly minds, and—0 what Mercy of heav'n, what hideous noise was that! Horribly loud, unlike the former shout.
Chor. Noise call you it or universal groan, As if the whole inhabitation perish’d! Blood, death, and deathful deeds are in that noise, Ruin, destruction at the utmost point.
Man. Of ruin indeed methought I heard the noise : Oh! it continues, they have slain my son.
Chor. Thy son is rather slaying them; that outcry From slaughter of one foe could not ascend.
MAN. Some dismal accident it needs must be ; What shall we do, stay here, or run and see?
Chor. Best keep together here, lest running thither We unawares run into danger's mouth. This evil on the Philistines is fall’n; From whom could else a general cry be heard ? The sufferers then will scarce molest us here; From other hands we need not much to fear. What if his eyesight, (for to Israel's God? Nothing is hard,) by miracle restord, He now be dealing dole among his foes,
, And over heaps of slaughter'd walk his way?
1508 O what noise] Christ. Patiens, p. 16. ed. Rom.
A& πολυστόνων άϊον λαχαν γόων,
Man. That were a joy presumptuous to be thought.
Chor. Yet God hath wrought things as incredible For his people of old ; what hinders now?
Man. He can, I know, but doubt to think he will ; Yet hope would fain subscribe, and tempts belief. A little stay will bring some notice hither.
Chor. Of good or bad so great, of bad the sooner; For evil news rides post, while good news baits. And to our wish I see one hither speeding, An Hebrew, as I guess, and of our tribe.
Mess. O whither shall I run, or which way fly The sight of this so horrid spectacle, Which erst my eyes beheld, and yet behold ? ? For dire imagination still pursues me. But providence or instinct of nature seems, Or reason though disturb'd, and scarce consulted, To have guided me aright, I know not how, To thee first, reverend Manoah, and to these My countrymen, whom here I knew remaining, As at some distance from the place of horror, So in the sad event too much concern'd. Man. The accident was loud, and here before
thee With rueful cry, yet what it was we hear not; No preface needs, thou seest we long to know.
Mess. It would burst forth, but I recover breath And sense distract, to know well what I utter.
Man. Tell us the sum, the circumstance defer.
1554 needs] · Needs' is a neuter verb. See P. L. x. 80, and note. Neroton.