thy Wrongs his justest Vengeance wakes Who ready strove and strives and e're shall toil To Conquer Philistins to lead their Spoil And whilst he lives due Wrath shall swell his Soul So have I seen him when in Timnath's Plain A Lion roar'd unto whose Breast he ran And rent his hardned Flesh with 's Hands alone And thirty Men at Askelon he threw Brought forth their Spoil and sent 'em down Below So deep to Hell as to Heav'n his Fame does Go. Here Samson Zorah shall thy Deeds proclaim And sing thy Matchless ever-living Fame While Brands with Foxes as your Ensigns fly And Olives Corn do burn before your Eye And make the Vineyards as the Desarts lye He rouz'd again by Wrongs his Sword he draws And weds his Mighty Hand to a spotless Cause Now the Great SAMSON he could hold no more Here his wing'd Wrath his flaming Lightning bore He Crush't and Conquer'd fill'd the Fields with Gore A while the Labours of our Heroe stay While he fixt Grounds for Glorious Triumphs lay To Etams Rock he 's gone to bring the Day No the Great SAMSON cannot take his Rest No little time for him 's in Halcyons Nest Philistines Wrath again him cause Affords Judah betrays him bind his Hands with Cords And in Philistines Camp they SAMSON lead Vnhappy SAMSON now ordain'd to bleed Great was the Quire and long Tun'd was their Joy Their Shouts were Mighty up to Heav'n they fly With Trumpets Cimbals sung the Victory Thus ty'd and bound the Mighty SAMSON stood His mighty Hand still by his Courage led He wrung his Arms and strait the People sled His Hands he did unfold he broke the Cords His Foes he did pursue his Rival Lords An Asses Jaw-bone from the Ground he took His Foes the Great Philistines then he struck With mighty Slaughter and Confusion Grew With loud Alarms the fearful People Flew So loud so dismal Cry did e're where Roul As caus'd Amazement into ev'ry Soul Heav'n it self as an Admirer stood Grew Pale to see his Hands so stain'd in Blood While he with Conquest wing'd and thus inspir'd Pursues his haughty Foes with Zeal untir'd Pusht on their Fates to th' utmost point of War Nor thought he could have scatter'd Death too far While Thousand Souls cryed Vengeance thro' the Air. Thus sung the Goddess but confin'd She was To Numbers his great Deeds were Numberless Then strait She flew t' assail the lofty Skye While her aspiring lab'ring Thoughts let flye These Words she left and then she flew away Religion is his great Ambitious Aim No Object of a tempting Lustful Flame No Love shall ever clasp him in her Arms No Love shall move endear'd with Thousand Charms No Beauty ever with its killing Eyes Shall cause his Soul a Bleeding Sacrifice This Cupid heard who from his Throne above 'Twixt Heaven and Earth did on his Pinions move Pamper'd with Pride with powerful Lust was fed With Envy burn'd and with Ambition led Enrag'd his Blood did boil and wrung his Hands And cry'd Not Heav'n denys my Great Commands And shall a Mortal here my Strength despise Tho' he be great his Name to Heav'n does rise Yet I 've in Heav'n my Throne fixt far above Where mortal Reach aspiring Thought can move And shall my Glory thus abused lye My Name thus scorn'd and I a Mortals Play Or what extravagant Thought dares soar so high As to dispute my Worlds Supremacy Or who does dare deny me Heaven too In Heav'n or Earth I will no room afford Nor Hell it self shall boast a Rival Lord. Who dares behold and face me unador'd By this my Dart all hardned Hearts shall bleed I 'le vanquish Triumph all to Love I 'le lead Ev'n SAMSONS Heart 's for Sacrifice decreed Tho' he rejects a thousand Amorous Charms Or vilifies Loves tender sacred Arms. Yet here 's his Fate he shall to love obey His haughty Soul I will in Ruines lay How dares a Mortal scorn a Deity Tho' Cords can't bind no Chains his hands can close Tho' with his naked hands he a Lion throws On heaps casts Men a Thousand at a Blow Yet one poor Dart sent from my mighty Bow Shall melt his Heart and love alone he 'l bear And be as great in Love as he is in War No Thought but Love shall ever reach his Mind Thro' Love with Love like Love he shall be blind Thus spake the mighty Love and straight he fled In 's hand his Bow on 's side his Quiver laid To Gaza then he flew whereas he past On a Notorious Fair his Eyes he cast Then spake the God This shall the Conqueress be And she shall lead Great SAMSONS Soul astray Then eager in his Thoughts his Mind inspir'd And with an ardent Soul her Heart he fir'd And Flaming Javelins in her Breast he threw Yes common sordid Lust he gave her too Here Our Great Heroe's Soul does him invite At Gaza now to show his wondrous Might His Name must greater be his Trophies infinite But SAMSON stay Ah! Whither do you run From Gaza flee Ah! Love is in the Town Love seeks your heart will rob you of your Crown Mean time when Samson's noble Thoughts were high And thought on Slaughters Battles in the Way When all his Mind was only Victory Love see the Warlike Heroe as he came And in his Eyes mov'd first a gentle Flame Then in his Mind he kindled a soft heat Th' Idea of his Soul waxt all Delight At last he farther try'd the Noble Guest He drew and shot a Dart into his Breast Now gently the fierce Monarch grew more kind And all his Strength was whole for Love design'd On Women thinks and throws the Jaw away And nought but Womens Heart shall be his Prey At Gaza mighty Samson he arrives He knows not whether he be dead or lives His Mind is Roving thinking on soft Charms He wish't him Blest clasp't round in Lovers Arms And thus whilst lab'ring with these Thoughts opprest His Eye then Wanton Eye spy'd room for Rest VVhat must poor Samson do his Heart does burn Love does him draw from Gaza he can't turn He 'l venture on and to the Fair One flye Bless the short Night and love th' Sun shall stay Away he goes wrapt with loves Dearest Charms Looses the Night within her tender Arms But still his Soul is lab'ring with a Care He cannot rest Ah he 's come too far So Faults with Sweets indear'd yet Tortures bear His Thoughts did tell him how Philistines laid And watch'd to Murder him ev'n as they did His very Soul did cry You are betray'd Then from his Sleep and Slumb'rings he did rise He see all Dark no sprinkling Stars i' th Skies All things were hush't no little Birds repair No Murm'ring Notes do sound thro' th' dusky Air All Nature sleeps yes wakes he and his Foe He dares not stay he must yes he will go He went and like a Martial Eagle flew No Thunder from the Skies so swift e're rod And
carry'd Vengeance from the angry God In vain they VVatch in vain with hopes they Feed In vain their Arms and all their Snares are spred VVings on his Feet and Lightning in his Eyes By Fears and Hopes and with his wrath he flyes Not Lucifers Armado could ingage The Glorious Michael with more hellish Rage Both by his VVishes and hot Blood inspir'd Thunder'd when e're he Breath'd and when he look't he fir'd The City Gates at length our Samson spies He see the VVatch he thought himself the Prize The Gates were shut the Guards stood all about Now Courage leads his vigorous Arm he stout Does urge himself thro' Death and as he flew He clasp't the Gates and took the Pillars too VVith Posts and Barrs he on his Shoulders threw And left the Guard astonish't at the Sight Fear shook their Limbs more dreadful the Night Away he fled to Hebron now he Goes He leaves on th' Hill his Load and mocks his Foes His Thoughts did swell with dangerous Amorous Care He 'l never more encounter in that VVar. His Mind was heavy how th' Almighty Power VVhich he 'd abus'd forgot should help him more No more by Heav'n he swears that VVanton Pride Nor VVomans Eyes shall call his Soul aside He scorns to see an Amorous Lustful Bride But stay the God of Love his Fall will cause No VVar lyes in his Breast he lives in Peace The fairer time to conquer him with ease Your Fate is firm your self Oh Samson's Snare Lest Love destroys you quite with wanton Air And burn you more than with Promethean Fire But see Great Samson's Mind is still in Love He tugs with Charms those Sweets he cannot leave Those pleasant Thoughts he can't again possess Those sacred Bonds of humble innocent Peace Still he does Labour in his Royal Mind His Will and yet his Oath cannot be join'd He would but dares not now to Gaza Go He 'l go another way those Charms to flee To Zoreck he will run sure there 's no Love He bids the VVind those wretched Thoughts remove Yes Samson yes at Zoreck there is Love Ah! see it does not to you fatal prove God Cupid for you Snares there too has laid And shot the heart of ev'ry tender Maid To Zoreck now he goes with Thoughts opprest He fears lest cursed Love should fire his Breast And he again Despise forget his God Deep lab'ring Cares do vex his drooping Head Still on he Goes and to the place draws nigh Nor had he long cast round his dazled Eye But see Delilah as she passed by Neat was her Shape and gentle was her Mien Her Face was Charming Fair no Spot was seen Like Stars i' th Firmament did shine her Eye More Am'rous Flames than burning Comets shew Would fire Mortals and to love them frame Yes Hearts more fierce than Lions gently tame Then Cupid shook his Wings and from above On his poor Breast threw wretched drops of Love Love Courage gave to Love he did prepare And Love now cures all his uneasy Care Where e're she goes still follows Samson on Her lovely Mien and glorious Face drew on The Eyes and Heart of our great Champion Here he does act a Real Lovers part Expresses lively to her Soul his Heart Till she with him did sympathize the Smart Again the Heroe Oh unhappy sight In beauteous Masques and wanton Balls delight And with their Sports they loose the Am'rous Night Then God inrag'd and Wrath his Hand did move His Light'ning Flasht sent Thunder from above Black Night cloak't Heav'n o're Earthquakes he made And Desolation was by 's Nodding laid No Stars did in the Firmament appear They silent were and hid themselves for fear Then God arose and his long Silence brake And with his mighty Voice from Heav'n he spake How dares a mortal Worm thus raise his Head How dares he thus despise forget his God I ever Living God Great Majesty Who governs Heav'n and Earth who gives the Day And sends the Night by this my Hand alone I rais'd the Heav'ns the Earthly Bull laid down I 'm God alone who dares dispute my Crown I mov'd with Love created Human Kind In 's Face I plac'd the Image of my Mind Gave him what Heav'n and Earth e're could afford Of the whole Vniverse I made him Lord But straight the cursed Man rebellious grew He sinn'd against me and despis'd me too Still pity mov'd my Breast and I again The wretched Mortals gave a second Reign Abraham's Seed I for my Darling chose Where e're he trod there was he blest in Joys How many Nations have I for him stain Pull'd down their Thrones and caused them to Reign Vngrateful Israel the more I bless Still the more stubborn they they prize the less Here now my Judge my Samson who I lov'd With who I was with dear Compassion mov'd Forgets me quite his Glory he pulls down And wastes my Image making of his own Forgets his God to Women he gives ear Once I already freed him from that care When he at Gaza was but now no more Tho' he should pray I heard his Prayers before A thousand fatal Hardships this shall prove I 'le leave him quite let him go on in Love As he did me I will forget him now I 'le not regard his Crys as he his Vow I swear and 't shall be true he his Reward shall have And with this Love he 'l find himself a Grave Thus the Almighty God in Anger spake His thund'ring Voice the Crystaline did shake Earthquakes were rais'd the Sea tempestuous grew Leviathan stretch't the Billows as he flew And Hurricanes around the Mountains blew Dismal the Noise and horrid was the Sound The Winds still bursted as they touch't the Ground All things conspired as 't were to loose their hold And bring Confusion dreadful as of Old This Samson heard dread Terror struck his Soul Amazement struck him Dumb like Dead so Foul With wretched Sin Ah! Samson now does hide His Face asham'd of what he lately did Asham'd of what no one did know beside So Sin to 'th Conscience bears a horrid sting And thinks each whisling Wind revenge does bring Now Samson's struck by God how fain he 'd quit Those foolish Joys be blessed in Gods sight What must poor Samson do Alas he 's dead He thinks if he does come again to God And if in sin he stays he 'l still increase His cursed Crime sure then can hope no Peace But God has left him now his Strength 's too weak Those Bonds by Cupid ty'd he cannot break Those Love-tyes tye too fast Ah wretched Man Philistines know you 're here they seek again Oh! Samson you 'l be try'd keep the Secret giv'n And Oh! let no one know but you and Heav'n Now Samson slumb'ring eas'd his mighty Cares Love has its Toyls as well as lab'ring Wars Philistine Princes came and Dow'rs they bring Sure Baits for an unguarded Heart to fling They will reward Delilah if she knew What
mighty Samsons Force could stay and how All things may fix but none more surer hold Than what is made by 'th well-try'd magick Gold She 's Charm'd and willing th' Heroe betray And now she 'l only strive for Victory Now had soft Sleep yet left his drowsy Eyes And he Injoy'd a gentle slumb'ring Ease But then the Delilah with her Am'rous Charms Encircled him around with tender Arms And swears by Baal her God may Curses fall And in her Breast be all the Plagues of Hell All Tortures ever thought she will be true May she but only that great Secret know His mighty Strength and what his hand may bind Yet Samson's loth to tell his anxious Mind Thinks this a sin again Ah! he doubts now If any thing he 'l tell or false or true At last Green Wit hs he says around me tye Will tame my Strength and all my Pow'r stay So Samson spake with Wit hs his hand she ty'd And Watchmen Arm'd she in her Chamber hid Philistines over thee Delilah cry'd Then Samson rose for God was not yet gone The Wit hs he brake straight when his hands he wrung Again Delilah she does not yet know Again she 'l try what kinder Words may do Kind Words says she may move a stony Heart Now Samson say Why should you False impart For Truth resolve the Question let me know New Ropes says Samson never us'd may bow And stay my Force Delilah then she try'd But found that vain she found she was bely'd Yet once more Delilah will try with Words Deluding Words may bind more strong than Cords Oh Samson how can e're thy Bosom bear To hear my Cryes and not regard my Pray'r I pray if ought you care if ought you love If any dearment can your Passion move Dear Soul I pray let me no longer crave If seven of my Locks with a Web you weave Will stay my Pow'r Oh Samson save your Head See what you do you are almost betray'd Let not her moving Words gain you too far Oh! don't reveal the Secret of your Hair God s not yet gone who knows but he may stay Kind Heav'n forbid you should your self betray Then Delilah his Hair did tye to a Pin And fastned to a Beam Alas all vain He rose and see he broke the hold again Then Delilah her Heart was griev'd she su'd She wept and with her Tears she Samson woo'd Cold trickling Tears on her fair Cheeks did roul In Sighs reveal'd the Sorrow of her Soul How can you say you love me Samson say When you still mock and keep me for your Play Where is that Love which you so oft did sware Ah! where 's the Passion which for me you bear And your Heart from me still yes tho' I cry And beg in Tears you mock me still all day Is this your Love kind Heav'n mine other it Oh that I knew what could compleat thy Bliss With Words and Sighs and Kisses I 'de relate Surely this is no Love but sign of Hate This only thing you from my Soul do hide As Heav'n is true and I your faithful Bride The Secret I will keep and none shall know beside Now Samson's mov'd his Heart does melt away Who can deny when whining Women pray His very Soul was griev'd to hear her Sigh With open Heart unto her Arms he 'l flye Reveal the Secret now tho' he should die My Dear Ah! do not grieve too much arise And wipe the trickling Tears from your Bright Eyes Why should you vex your self and Sorrow wear Am I not Samson your Beloved here The Secret you shall know to you I 'le tell What e're my Heart does know you 'l know it all I am a Nazarite by God decreed No Razor ever touch't my rigid Head My Hair was never cut and if it be My Strength departs and all my Pow'rs flee My Hands are weak unfit for Victory Now she rejoyc'd and now he 's e'ne betray'd While Samson on her Knees himself had laid To take a little Rest a soft Repose Delilah sent for th' Princes Samson's Foes And in her hand his rigid Hair she had Whilst others with a Razor shav'd his Head Arise Great Samson rise but Ah too late See now the Secret of your faithful Bride Bewail not her bewail your dismal Fate Philistines over you Then straight he rose But Ah! his Strength was fled he see his Foes He thought as ever now to wrest him free But now God's gone he 's in Captivity Th' unhappy cause of Love now Samson found Her heart does first intice and then she 'll wound A heart deserving more his Doom then his His Crimes are here out-done by her Victories Here all the depth of Love he finds all Air Her Vows her Frowns all Blood her Smiles all snare Samson he 's conquered Ah! what must he do Alas to Dungeons Prisons he must go While 's Enemies are glad and do rejoyce And fill the Air with a victorious Voice Their Altars now they load Dagon he too For this mistaken Conquest has his due Philistines they so loud their Dagon sung Till thro' the hollow Skies the Echo rung And Samson too they to the Altar bring They bind and tye him fast put out his Light And leave the Body Dark as blackest Night And to their Dagon offer up his Sight To Gaza they poor Samson led Ah! there In dismal Dungeons cast must Shackles wear In Fetters clos'd he lives Oh! might he live In Peace and Quiet and his sad Fate there grieve Oh! no hard Labours now he undergoes Blind in a Mill he Grinds is struck by 's Foes Where as to rest himself a while he sate And thus in Tears bewail'd his Wretched Fate Vnhappy me depriv'd of all what 's good My Joys are gone and all my Pleasure fled My Hopes are snatch't for I am left by God In Dungeons here in Fetters bound I lye Oh that I were so happy as to Die My Feet with Chains are torn I Shackles bear Am desolate my very Life I fear But most unhappy yet in Darkness creep Blind Eyeless Dark as Night or Death-like Sleep O loss of Sight for thee I pine away Eclipse Eternal and no hopes of Day No hopes of Light Among Inhumane Foes at Gaza's Mill Labours more hard than all the Pangs of Hell At Gaza's Mill I grind my Foes a Slave Vnhappy me my Tomb my self my Grave Oh! had I never seen that tempting Fair Heard those deluding Words or see that Air Oh! had I never seen those Eyes that mighty Light Which blinded me and dim'd me more than Night Night hopes for Day but I can't hope for Sight I 'd not forgot no not despis'd my God In Glory I had liv'd injoy'd all Good What must I do my God I did displease Oh that he was my Friend All my Enemies Were Chaff unto my Hands I 'd draw my Sword And in the Dust with Blood their Fates record But he is fled to who now must I fly I dare not rise and him for Pardon Pray Heav'n against me 's shut no Grace is left For wretched me of all my Joys bereft Yet I will rise tho' Thunder strikes me dead And Lightning blasts my Soul I 'le rouze my Head And with my Pray'rs I 'le break quite thro' the Air Vntil my Pray'rs shall reach the Almightys Ear. Thus Samson spake and Sighing down he lay His Griefs were many and his Sorrows true Grief vext his Breast he could no longer Cry But in deep Sighs his Soul would Pardon pray Now Princes join'd again they th' People call To Celebrate another Festival To sing to Dagon our Great Champions Fall Samson is call'd for he must be their Play He 's struck at 's Work and mock't at all the Day Betwixt the Pillars he does stand for publick View Once more he 'l try if Pray'rs ought can move He 'l pray once more for Vengeance from above All he desires is Death that he might have One Blow and give himself and 's Foes a Grave War his true Friend he prays may leave him last VVhilst living he ador'd her still imbrac'd And in his dying Pangs he 'l hold her fast Now he 's in hopes that God has cast an Eye An Eye of Pity reconcil'd him too He grasp'd the mighty Pillars where he stood Joyn'd in his Pray'rs with all his Strength he bow'd And over-threw the House a fatal Fall VVhilst in confusion many a thousand Soul In their own Sables hellish black Array'd VVere hurl'd headlong to the Eternal Shade VVhilst our Great Heroe in a Chariot rod And shook the Christaline where e're he trod To Heav'n he flyes where waiting Angels stay'd Prepar'd his Throne prepar'd his Diadem laid Fragrant he came with Vengeance of his Foes As Radient as the Sun to Heav'n he goes VVith fresh Repentance New-born now he came No Spot is on his Breast a sacred Flame Is Ardent in his Soul he sees the Joys Eternal Bliss is eager in his ways Now reconciled to his God he flyes FINIS ADVERTISEMENTS SYlvia's Revenge Or a Satyr against MAN in Answer to the Satyr against WOMAN The Second Edition SYlvia's Complaint of her Sexes Unhappiness A Poem Being the Second Part of Sylvia's Revenge or a Satyr against MAN To which is added the Emulation a Pindarique ODE The Second Edition Both Printed for Robert Battersby at Staple-Inn Gate near the Barrs in Holbourn