| For he in euery tayl . hath put a brond | |
| And they brent alle the cornes in that lond | |
| And her olyues and her vynes eek | |
| A thousand men eke he slow with his honde | |
40 | And hadde no wepyn with hym but an asse cheek | |
| When they were slayn so thristid hym that he | |
| Was wel nyhe lorn for whiche he gan to prey | |
| That god wolde of his pyne haue som pite | |
| And sende hym drynk or ellis muste he dye | |
45 | And of an asse cheke that was so drye | |
| Out of a wang toth sprang anon awelle | |
| Of whiche he drank Inowh shortly to seye | |
| Thus halp hym god . as Iudicum can telle | |
| Be verry force at gasa on an nyght | |
50 | Magre alle the Philistenys of that Cyte | |
| The gatys of the toun he vp plight | |
| And on his back y caryed hem hath he | |
| High vp on an hille where as men myght se | |
| O nobil and myghty Sampson leef and dere | |
| That strong worthy and nobil hath be | |
| In all this worlde ne hath be thy pere | |
| This Sampson neythir sidir drank ne wyn | |
| Ne on his hed cam rasour non ne shere | |
| Be precept of the messanger deuyne | |
60 | For al his strengthe was in his heere | |
| Of his strength he had neuer pere | |
| And . xx . yeer of ysrael he had the gouernaunce | |
| But after sone shal he wepe meny a teer | |
| For a womman broughte hym to myschaunce | |