Of mighty sampson which tolde his counseill to Dalida wherby he was deceyued.
wHo was more myghty or strong than sāpsō
None more deliuer the bible bereth witnesse
Without wepen he slough a feers lion
And for his ennemyes to him dyd expresse
His vn••outh problem anone he gan him dresse
Ageyn philistes and slough of theym thretty
To pay his promys spoiled theym by and by
••is problem was the text thus rehersynge
After the lettre in very sothefastnesse
There cam out mete of a thinge etynge
And fro the stronge there went out swetnesse
But his wife of frowarde doublenesse
Which euer wrouht to his disauaile
Of worthy sampson tolde the counsayle
What is more stronge than is a lyon
Or more sote than hony in tastynge
But wymen haue this condicion
Of secrete thinges whan they haue knowlegynge
••••••y bolne inwarde their hertys ay fretynge
O••••her they must dye or discure
So b••••••le of custum is their nature
This was the caas the lion that was dede
Agayn the sonne gopynge lay vpryght
Aswarme of been entryd in his hede
Of whome there cam hony anone right
And whan sompson therof had a sight
He fantasied in his opinion
Full secrely this proposicion
As ye haue herde and gan it forth purpose
That philistes to him it shulde expowne
Vnder a peyne the trouth to him vnclose
But with his wife he pryuely gan rowne
And she on sampson gan compleyne and frowne
And feynyngly so longe vpon him wepe
That he nat coude his counseil from hir kepe
Which whan she knewe she made no taryenge
But playn and hole she gan it to declare
Such double trust is in their wepynge
To kepe their tunges wymen cannat spare
Such wepynge wyues euill mot theym fare
And all husbondes I pray god yeue theym sorowe
That to theym tell their counseyll eue or morowe
She tolde theym hole she tolde it theym nat half
And sampson than gan vopn theym smyle
If ye nat had herde it in my calf
Ye shulde nat a founde it a grete while
Who may be sure where wymen list begyle
Though bookys sampson of strongth so cōmende
Yit durst he nat ayenst his wife offende
This mi••••••y sampson dyd also his peyne
Thre hundred foxis ones that he fonde
He toke their tailes knyt theym tweyne and tweyne
And amyd euery eche he set a fire bronde
And as they ran in philistes londe
So furiously vp and doun they went
That they their frutes and their wynes brent
Eke by treason whan he was ones bounde
With newe cordys as he lay and slepe
There thre thousande which that sampson founde
To haue murdred him or that he toke kepe
He brake his bondes and vp anone he lepe
Of an asse he caught a chaule bone
And a thousand he slough of theym anone
He gan to feynt and had a sodeyn lust
For to drinke fadyd face and chere
And god sent him to staunch with his thruste
From the assys toth water cristall clere
Which that sprange ou••e large like a ryuere
Kefresshyd his spirite which afore gan dull
Tyll that he had of water drunke his full
After he went to Gazam the cyte
Amonge all his ennemyes that were of greate might
To his plesaunce where he dyd se
A full faire woman lay with hir all night
And on the morowe longe or it was light
Maugre the watch vpon his shulders square
The gatys stronge vp to an hill he bare