*Samson Agonistes: A Dramatic Poem
Samson9 A little onward lend thy guiding hand                               1
To these dark steps8 a little further on&                                    2
For yonder bank hath choice of Sun or shade8                                3
There I am wont to sit8 when any chance                                     4
Relieves me from my task of servile toil8                                   05
Daily in the common Prison else enjoin3d me8                                6
Where I a Prisoner chain3d8 scarce freely draw                             7
The air imrpison3d also8 close and damp8                                     8
Unwholesome draught5 but here I feel amends8                                9
The breath of Heav3n fresh blowing8 pure and sweet8                        10
With day-spring born& here leave me to respire9                             11
This day a solemn Feast the people hold                                    12
To Dagon their Sea-Idol8 a . . .