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Scene 2
Samson, Micah. Enter Dalila, attended by her Virgins. 35. Recitative Micah But who is this, that so bedeck\'d and gay, Comes this way sailing like a stately ship?? With all her streamers waving in the winds, An odorous perfume her harbinger, A damsel train behind. ?? \'Tis Dalila, thy wife. Samson My wife, my traitress?? Let her not come near me!! Micah She stands, and eyes thee fix\'d, with head declin\'d. Like a fair flow\'r surcharg\'d with dew, she weeps; Her words address\'d to thee, seem tears dissolv\'d, Wetting the borders of her silken veil. Dalila With doubtful feet, and wav\'ring resolution, I come, O Samson, dreading thy displeasure; But conjugal affection led me on, Prevailing over fear and tim\'rous doubt, Glad if in aught my help or love could serve, To expiate my rash, unthought misdeed. Samson Out, thou hy鎛a!! \'Twas malice brought thee here!! These are the arts of women false like thee, To break all vows, repent, deceive, submit, Then with instructed skill again transgress. The wisest men have met such bosom snakes, BeguiI\'d like me, to ages an example. Dalila I would not lessen my offence, yet beg To weigh it by itself. What is it then But curiosity?? A small female fault, Greedy of secrets, but to publish them. Why would you trust a woman\'s frailty then, And to her importunity your strength?? A mutual weakness mutual pardon claims. Samson How cunningly the sorceress displays Her own transgressions, to upbraid me mine!! I to myself was false, ere thou to me; Bitter reproach, but true!! The pardon, then, I to my folly give, take thou to thine!! 36. Air Philistine Woman / Dalila With plaintive notes and am\'rous moan, Thus coos the turtle left alone. Like her / me, averse to each delight, She wears the tedious widow\'d night: But when her absent mate returns, With doubled raptures then she burns. 37. Recitative Dalila Alas!! Th\'event was worse than I foresaw: Fearless at home of partners in my love, \'Twas jealousy did prompt to keep you there Both day and night, love\'s pris\'ner, wholly mine. Samson Did love constrain thee?? No, \'twas raging lust!! Love seeks for love; thy treason sought my hate. In vain you strive to cover shame with shame: Once join\'d to me, though judg\'d your country\'s foe, Parents, and all, were in the husband lost. 38. Air Samson Your charms to ruin led the way, My sense deprav\'d, My strength enslavd, As I did love, you did betray. How great the curse, how hard my fate To pass life\'s sea with such a mate!! 39. Recitative Dalila Forgive what\'s done, nor think of what\'s past cure From forth this prison-house come home to me, Where with redoubled love and nursing care, my virgins and myself Shall tend about thee to extremest age. 40. Air and duet Dalila My faith and truth, O Samson, prove, But hear me, hear the voice of love!! With love no mortal can be cloy\'d, All happiness is love enjoy\'d. Philistine Woman Her faith and truth, O Samson, prove, But hear her, hear the voice of love!! 41a. Chorus of Virgins Her faith and truth, O Samson, prove But hear her, hear the voice of love!! 42. Air Dalila To fleeting pleasures make your court, No moment lose, for life is short!! The present now\'s our only time The missing that our only crime. How charming is domestic ease!! A thousand ways I\'ll strive to please. Life is not lost, though lost your sight; Let other senses taste delight. 41c. Chorus of Virgins Her faith and truth, oh Samson, prove, But hear her, hear the voice of love!! 43. Recitative Samson Ne\'er think of that!! I know thy warbling charms, Thy trains, thy wiles, and fair enchanted cup. Their force is nulI\'d; where once I have been caught, I shun the snare. These chains, this prison-house, I count the house of liberty to thine. Dalila Let me approach, at least, and touch thy hand. Samson Not for thy life, lest fierce remembrance wake My sudden rage to tear thee limb from limb. At distance I forgive: depart with that. Now triumph in thy falsehood; so farewell!! Dalila Thou art more deaf to pray\'rs than winds or seas. Thy anger rages an etemal tempest. Why should I humbly sue for peace, thus scorn\'d, With infamy upon my name denounc\'d?? When in this land I ever shall be held The first of womankind, living or dead. My praises shall be sung at solemn feasts, Who sav\'d my country from a fierce destroyer. 44. Duet Dalila Traitor to love!! I\'ll sue no more For pardon scorn\'d, your threats give o\'er!! Samson Traitress to love!! I\'ll hear no more The charmer\'s voice, your arts give o\'er!! Exeunt Dalila and Virgins. | |
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45. Recitative Micah She\'s gone!! A serpent manifest, her sting Discover\'d in the end. Samson So let her go!! God sent her here to aggravate my folly. 46. Air Micah It is not virtue, valour, wit, Or comeliness of grace That woman\'s love can truly hit, Or in her heart claim place. Still wav\'ring where their choice to fix, Too oft they choose the wrong: So much self-love does rule the sex, They nothing else love long. It is not virtue. . . da capo 47. Recitative Samson Favour\'d of heaven is he, who finds one true. How rarely found!! ?? His way to peace is smooth. 48. Chorus of Israelites To man God\'s universal law Gave pow\'r to keep the wife in awe. Thus shall his life be ne\'er dismay\'d, By female usurpation sway\'d. Scene 4 49. Recitative Micah No words of peace, no voice enchanting fear, A rougher tongue expect. Here\'s Harapha, I know him by this stride and haughty look. Enter Harapha and Philistines. Harapha I come not, Samson, to condole thy chance; I am of Gath, men call me Harapha; Thou know\'st me now. Of thy prodigious might Much have I heard, incredible to me!! Nor less displeas\'d, that never in the field We met, to try each other\'s deeds of strength. I\'d see if thy appearance answers loud report. Samson The way to know. were not to see, but taste. Harapha Ha!! Dost thou then already single me?? I thought that labour and thy chains had tam\'d thee. Had fortune brought me to that field of death, Where thou wrought\'st wonder with an ass\'s jaw, I\'d left thy carcass where the ass lay thrown. Samson Boast not of what thou would\'st have done, but do. Harapha The honour certain to have won from thee I lose, prevented by thy eyes put out; To combat with a blind man, I disdain. 50. Air Harapha Honour and arms scorn such a foe, Though I could end thee at a blow; Poor victory, To conquer thee, Or glory in thy overthrow!! Vanquish a slave that is half slain: So mean a triumph I disdain. Honour and arms. . . da capo 51. Recitative Samson Put on your arms, then take for spear Your weighty weaver\'s beam, and come within my reach!! 52. Air Samson My strength is from the living God, By Heav\'n free-gifted at my birth, To quell the mighty of the earth, And prove the brutal tyrant\'s rod. But to the righteous peace and rest, With liberty to all opprest. 53. Recitative Harapha With thee, a man condemn\'d, a slave enroll\'d, No worthy match to stain the warrior\'s sword!! Samson Cam\'st thou for this, vain boaster?? Yet take heed!! My heels are fetter\'d, but my hands are free. Thou bulk of spirit void!! I once again, Blind and in chains, provoke thee to the fight!! Harapha O Dagon!! Can I hear this insolence To me unus\'d, not rend\'ring instant death?? 54. Duet Samson Go, baffled coward, go, Lest vengeance lay thee low, In safety fly my wrath with speed!! Harapha Presume not on thy God, Who under foot has trod Thy strength and thee, at greatest need. 55. Recitative Micah Here lies the proof: ?? if Dagon be thy God, With high devotion invocate his aid, His glory is concern\'d. Let him dissolve Those magic spells that gave our hero strength; Then know whose God is God, Dagon, of mortal make, Or that Great One whom Abra\'m\'s sons adore. 56. Chorus of Israelites Hear, Jacob\'s God, Jehovah, hear!! Oh, save us, prostrate at thy throne!! Israel depends on thee alone, Save us, and show that thou art near!! 57. Recitative Harapha Dagon, arise, attend thy sacred feast!! Thy honour calls, this day admits no rest. 58. Air A Philistine To song and dance we give the day, Which shows thy universal sway. Protect us by thy mighty hand. And sweep this race from out the land!! To song and dance. . . da capo 59. Chorus of Philistines To song and dance we give the day, Which shows thy universal sway. Protect us by thy mighty hand. And sweep this race from out the land!! 60. Chorus of Israelites and Philistines Fix\'d in his everlasting seat, Jehovah / Great Dagon rules the world in state. His thunder roars, Heav\'n shakes, and earth\'s aghast, The stars with deep amaze, Remain in stedfast gaze. Jehovah / Great Dagon is of Gods the first and last. | |
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ACT THREE
Scene 1 Samson, Micah, Harapha and Chorus of Israelites. 61. Recitative Micah More trouble is behind, for Harapha Comes on amain, speed in his steps and look. Samson I fear him not, nor all his giant brood. Enter Harapha. Harapha Samson, to thee our lords thus bid me say: This day to Dagon we do sacrifice With triumph, pomp, and games; we know, thy strength Surpasses human race; come then, and show Some public proof to grace this solemn feast. Samson I am an Hebrew, and our law forbids My presence at their vain religious rites. Harapha This answer will offend; regard thyself. Samson Myself, my conscience and intemal peace!! Am I so broke with servitude, to yield To such absurd commands, to be their fool, And play before their God?? ?? I will not come. Harapha My message, giv\'n with speed, brooks no delay. 62. Air Harapha Presuming slave, to move their wrath!! For mercy sue, Or vengeance due Dooms in one fatal word thy death!! Consider, ere it be too late, To ward th\'unerring shaft of fate. 63. Recitative Micah Reflect then. Samson, matters now are strain\'d Up to the height, whether to hold, or break. He\'s gone, whose malice may inflame the lords. Samson Shall I abuse this consecrated gift Of strength, again returning with my hair, By vaunting it in honour to their god And prostituting holy things to idols?? Micah How thou wilt here come off surmounts my reach; \'Tis Heav\'n alone can save, both us and thee. 64. Chorus of Israelites With thunder arm\'d, great God, arise!! Help, Lord, or Israel\'s champion dies!! To thy protection this thy servant take, And save, oh, save us for thy servant\'s sake!! With thunder arm\'d. . . da capo 65. Recitative Samson Be of good courage, I begin to feel Some inward motions, which do bid me go. Micah In time thou hast resolv\'d, again he comes. Enter Harapha. Harapha Samson, this second summons send our lords: Haste thee at once; or we shall engines find To move thee, though thou wert a solid rock. Samson Vain were their art if tried, I yield to go, Not through your streets be like a wild beast trail\'d. Harapha You thus may win the lords to set you free. Samson In nothing I\'ll comply that\'s scandalous Or sinful by our law. ?? Brethren, farewell!! Your kind attendance now, I pray, forbear, Lest it offend to see me girt with friends. Expect of me you\'ll nothing hear impure, Unworthy God, my nation, or myself. Micah So may\'st thou act as serves His glory best. Samson Let but that spirit inspire me at my need: 66. Accompagnato Samson Then shall I make Jehovah\'s glory known!! Their idol gods shall from his presence fly, Scatter\'d like sheep before the God of hosts. 67. Air Samson Thus when the sun from\'s wat\'ry bed All curtain\'d with a cloudy red, Pillows his chin upon an orient wave; The wand\'ring shadows ghastly pale, All troop to their infemal jail Each fetter\'d ghost slips to his sev\'ral grave. 68. Accompagnato Micah With might endu\'d above the sons of men, Swift as the lightning\'s glance His errand execute, And spread His name amongst the heathen round. 69. Air and Chorus Micah The Holy One of Israel be thy guide, The Angel of thy birth stand by thy side!! To fame immortal go, Heav\'n bids thee strike the blow: The Holy One of Israel is thy guide. Israelites To fame immortal go Heav\'n bids thee strike the blow The Holy One of Israel is thy guide. | |
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Micah, Manoah, and Chorus of Israelites. 70. Recitative Micah Old Manoah, with youthful steps, makes haste To find his son, or bring us some glad news. Manoah I come, my brethren, not to seek my son, Who at the feast does play before the lords; But give you part with me, what hopes I have To work his liberty. 71. Air Philistine, at a distance Great Dagon has subdu\'d our foe And brought their boasted hero low: Sound out his pow\'r in notes divine Praise him with mirth, high cheer and wine. 72. Chorus of Philistines, at a distance Great Dagon has subdu\'d our foe. And brought their boasted hero low: Sound out his pow\'r in notes divine Praise him with mirth, high cheer and wine. 73. Recitative Manoah What noise of joy was that?? It tore the sky. Micah They shout and sing, to see their dreaded foe Now captive, blind, delighting with his strength. Manoah Could my inheritance but ransom him, Without my patrimony, having him The richest of my tribe. Micah Sons care to nurse Their parents in old age; but you, ?? your son!! 74. Air Manoah How willing my paternal love The weight to share Of filial care, And part of sorrow\'s burden prove!! Though wand\'ring in the shades of night, Whilst I have eyes he wants no light. 75. Recitative Micah Your hopes of his deliv\'ry seem not vain, In which all Israel\'s friends participate. Manoah I know your friendly minds, and ?? A symphony of horror and confusion. Heav\'n!! What noise!! Horribly loud, unlike the former shout. 76. Chorus of Philistines, at a distance Hear us, our God!! Oh, hear our cry!! Death, ruin, falI\'n, no help is nigh, Oh mercy, Heav\'n, we sink, we die!! 77. Recitative Micah Noise call you this?? An universal groan, As if the world\'s inhabitation perish\'d!! Blood, death, and ruin, at their utmost point!! Manoah Ruin indeed!! Oh, they have slain my son!! Micah Thy son is rather slaying them; that cry From slaughter of one foe could not ascend. But see, my friends, One hither speeds, an Hebrew of our tribe. | |
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Enter a Messenger. 78. Recitative Messenger Where shall I run, or which way fly the thoughts Of this most horrid sight?? O countrymen, You\'re in this sad event too much concem\'d!! Micah The accident was loud, we long to know from whence. Messenger Let me recover breath; it will burst forth. Manoah Tell us the sum, the circumstance defer. Messenger Gaza yet stands, but all her sons are falI\'n. Manoah Sad, not to us!! But now relate by whom?? Messenger By Samson done. Manoah The sorrow lessens still, And nigh converts to joy. Messenger O Manoah!! In vain I would refrain; the evil tale Too soon will rudely pierce thy aged ear. Manoah Suspense in news is torture, speak them out!! Messenger Then take the worst in brief ?? Samson is dead. Manoah The worst indeed!! My hopes to free him hence Are baffled all!! But death, who sets all free, Hath paid his ransom now. Micah Yet, ere we give the reins to grief, say first How died he?? Death to life is crown, or shame. Messenger Unwounded of his enemies he fell, At once he did destroy, and was destroy\'d; The edifice, where all were met to see, Upon their heads, and on his own he pulI\'d!! Manoah Oh, lastly overstrong against thyself!! A dreadful way thou took\'st to thy revenge: Glorious, yet dearly bought!! 79. Air and Chorus Micah Ye sons of lsrael, now lament, Your spear is broke, your bow\'s unbent. Your glory\'s fled, Amongst the dead Great Samson lies, For ever, ever, clos\'d his eyes!! Israelites Weep, Israel, weep a louder strain; Samson, your strength, your hero, is slain!! 80. Recitative Manoah Proceed we hence to find his body Soak\'d in vile Philistine blood; with the pure stream, And cleansing herbs wash off his clodded gore; Then solemnly attend him to my tomb With silent obsequies, and fun\'ral train. 81. Symphony: dead march 82. Recitative Micah The body comes; we\'ll meet it on the way With laurels ever green, and branching palm; Then lay it in his monument, hung round With all his trophies, and great acts enrolI\'d In verse heroic, or sweet lyric song. Manoah There shall all IsraeI\'s valiant youth resort, And from his memory inflame their breasts To matchless valour, whilst they sing his praise. Enter Israelites with the body of Samson. 83. Air and Chorus Manoah Glorious hero, may thy grave Peace and honour ever have; After all thy pain and woes Rest etemal, sweet repose!! Israelites Glorious hero, may thy grave Peace and honour ever have!! 84. Solo and Chorus Israelite Woman The virgins too shall on their feastful days Visit his tomb with flow\'rs, and there bewail His lot unfortunate in nuptial choice. Virgins Bring the laurels, bring the bays, Strew his hearse, and strew the ways!! Israelite Woman May ev\'ry hero fall like thee, Through sorrow to felicity!! Virgins Bring the laurels, bring the bays Strew his hearse and strew the ways!! Israelites Glorious hero, may thy grave Peace and honour ever have, After all thy pains and woes, Rest etemal, sweet repose!! 85. Recitative Manoah Come, come!! No time for lamentation now, No cause for grief; Samson like Samson fell, Both life and death heroic. To his foes Ruin is left; to him eternal fame. Micah Why should we weep or wail, dispraise or blame, Where all is well and fair to quiet us?? Praise we Jehovah then, who to the end Not parted from him, but assisted still, \'Till desolation fill\'d Philistia\'s lands, Honour and freedom giv\'n to Jacob\'s seed. 86. Air Israelite Woman Let the bright seraphim in burning row, Their loud, uplifted angel trumpets blow. Let the cherubic host, in tuneful choirs, Touch their immortal harps with golden wires. 87. Chorus of Israelites Let their celestial concerts all unite, Ever to sound his praise in endless blaze of light. | |
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