Not caught Ermao net

Red from the scourge, and recent from the chain,

Set thou thy face to mine, and stoutly stand

With yonder bloody sword-hilt in thy hand,

And fall upon me.'' But the faltering hind

Stood trembling, like a willow in the wind.

Then further Saul: ``Lest Ashdod's vaunting hosts

Should bear me captive to their bleak-blown coasts,

I pray thee, smite me: seeing peace has fled,