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The Argument	A
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He goes to Timnah as he went	B
He slew a lyon by the way	C
He sues obtaines the maid's consent	B
And they appoint tlie marriage day	C
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SECTION VIII	D
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When the next day had with his morning light	E
Redeem'd the East from the dark shades of night	E
And with his golden rayes had overspred	E
The neighb'ring moimtaines from his loathed bed	E
Sick tholighted Samson rose whose watchfull eyes	F
Morpheus that night had with his leaden keyes	G
Not power to close his thoughts did so incumber	H
His restlesse soule his eyes could never slumber	H
Whose softer language by degrees did wake	I
His father's sleep bedeafned eares and spake	I
' Sir let your early blessings light upon	J
The tender bosome of your prosprous sonne	J
And let the God of Israel repay	C
Those blessings double on your head this day	C
The long since banisht shadowes make me bold	E
To let you know the morning waxes old	E
The sun beames are growne strong their brighter hiew	K
Have broke the mists and dride the morning dew	E
The sweetness of the season does invite	E
Your steps to visit Timnah and acquite	E
Your last night's promise '	-
With that the Danite and his wife arose	L
Scarce yet resolved at last they did dispose	L
Their doubtfull paces to behold the prize	F
Of Samson's heart and pleasure of his eyes	F
Tliey went and when their travell had attain'd	E
Those fruitfuU hils whose clusters entertain'd	E
Their thirsty palats with their swelling pride	E
The musing lover being stept aside	E
To gaine the pleasure of a lonely thought	E
Appear d a full ag'd lyon who had sought	E
But could not find his long desired prey	C
Soone as his eye had given him hopes to pay	C
His debt to nature and to mend that fault	E
His empty stomack found he made assault	E
Vpon th' unarm'd lover's breast whose hand	E
Had neither staffe nor weapon to withstand	E
His greedy rage but he whose mighty strength	M
Or sudden death must now appeare at length	M
Strecht forth his brawny arme his arme supplide	E
With power from heaven and did with ease divide	E
His body limme from limme and did betray	C
His flesh to foules that lately sought his prey	C
This done his quick redoubled paces make	I
His stay amends his nimble steps o'rtake	I
His leading parents who by this discover	H
The smoake of Timnah now the greedy lover	H
Thinkes every step a mile and every pace	N
A measured league untill he see that face	N
And finde the treasure of his heart that lies	F
In the fair casket of his mistresse' eyes	F
But all this while close Samson made not knowne	J
Vnto his parents what his hands had done	J
By this the gate of Timnah entertaines	F
The welcome travellers the parents' paines	F
Are now rewarded with their Sonne's best pleasure	H
The virgin comes his eyes can finde no leisure	H
To owne another object O the greeting	I
Th' impatient lovers had at their first meeting	I
The lover speakes she answers he replies	F
She blushes he demandeth she denies	F
He pleades affection she doubts hee sues	F
For nuptiall love she questions he renewes	F
His earnest suit importunes she relents	F
He must have no deniall she consents	F
They passe their mutuall loves their joyned hands	F
Are equall earnests of the nuptiall bands	F
The parents are agreed all parties pleas'd	E
The daye's set downe the lovers hearts are eas'd	E
Nothing displeases now but the long stay	C
Betwixt th' appointment and the mariage day	C
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MEDITA VIII	D
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'Tis too severe a censure if the sonne	J
Take him a wife the marriage fairely done	J
Without consent of parents who perchance	F
Had rais'd his higher price knew where t' advance	F
His better'd fortunes to one hundred more	H
He lives a fornicator she a whore	H
Too hard a censure and it seems to me	O
The parent 's most delinquent of the three	O
What if the better minded sonne doe aime	P
At worth what if rare vertues doe inflame	P
His rapt affection what if the condition	J
Of an admired and dainty disposition	J
Hath won his soule whereas the covetous father	H
Findes her gold light and recommends him rather	H
T' an old worne widow whose more weighty purse	F
Is filled with gold and with the orphan's curse	F
The sweet exuberance of whose full mouth'd portion	J
Is but the cursed issue of extortion	J
Whose worth perchance lies onely in her weight	E
Or in tlie bosome of her great estate	E
Wliat if the sonne that does not care to buy	Q
Abundance at so deare a rate deny	Q
The soule detesting profer of his father	H
And in his better judgement chooses rather	H
To match with meaner fortunes and desert	E
I thinke that Mary cliose the better part	E
What noble families that have outgrowne	Q
The best records have quite bin overthrowne	Q
By wilfuU parents that will either force	F
Their sonnes to match or haunt them with a curse	F
That can adapt their humors to rejoyce	F
And fcincy all things but their children's choyce	F
Which makes them often timorous to reveale	R
The close desiers of their hearts and steale	R
Such matches as perchance their faire advice	F
Might in the bud have hindred in a trice	F
Which done and past then their hasty spirit	E
Can thinke of nothing under disinherit	E
He must be quite discarded and exiled	E
The furious father must renounce his childe	E
Nor pray'r nor blessing must he have bereiven	Q
Of all nor must he live nor die forgiven	Q
When as the father's rashnesse oftentimes	F
Was the first causer of the children's crimes	F
Parents be not too cruel children doe	E
Things oft too deepe for us t' inquire into	E
What father would not storme if his wilde sonne	Q
Should doe the deed that Samson here had done	Q
Nor doe I make it an exemplar act	E
Onely let parents not be too exact	E
To curse their children or to dispossesse Qblesse	F
Them of their blessings Heaven may chance to	E
Be not too strict faire language may recure	H
A fault of youth whilst rougher words obdure	H

Francis Quarles

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