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Much wondred Guyou at the fayre aspect

And in the midst of all a fountaine stood, Of that sweet place, yet suffred no delight Of richest substance that on Earth might hee, To sincke into his sence, nor inind affect;

So pure and shiny that the silver flood But passed forth, and lookt still forward right, Through every channell running one might see; Ergdling his will and maystering his might : Most goodly it with curious ymageree Till that he came unto another gate;

Was orer-wroaght, and shapes of naked boyes, No gate, but like one, being goodly dight

Of which some seemd with lively iollitee With boxes and braunches, which did broad dilate To fly about, playing their wanton toyes, Their clasping armes in wanton wreathings intricate: Whylest others did themselves embay in liquid ioyes, So fashioned a porch with rare device,

And over all of purest gold was spred
Archt over head with an embracing vine,

A trayle of yvie in his native hew;
Whose bounches hanging downe seemd to entice For the rich metall was so coloured,
All passers-by to taste their lushious wine, That wight, who did not well avis'd it vew,
And did themselves into their hands incline, Would surely deeme it to bee yvie trew:
As freely offering to be gathered;

Low his lascivious armes adown did creepe,
Some deepe empurpled as the hyacine,

That themselves dipping in the silver dew
Some as the rubine laughing sweetely red, Their Beecy powres they fearefully did steepe,
Some like faire emeraudes, not yet well ripened : Which drops of christall seemd for wantones to weep.
And them amongst some were of burnisht gold, Infinit streames continually did well
So made by art to beautify the rest,

Out of this fountaine, sweet and faire to see,
Which did themselves emongst the leaves enfold, The which into an ample laver fell,
As lurking from the vew of covetous guest, And shortly grew to so great quantitie,
That the weake bougbes with so rich load opprest That like a litle lake it seemd to bee ;
Did bow adowne as overburdened.

Whose depth exceeded not three cubits hight, Uoder that porch a comely dame did rest

That through the waves one might the bottom see, Clad in fayre weedes but fowle disordered, (hed : All pav'd beneath with jaspar shining bright, And garments loose that seemd unmeet for woman. That seemd the fountaine in that sea did sayle up:

right. In her left hand a cup of gold she held, And with her right the riper fruit did reach, And all the margent round about was sett Whose sappy liquor, that with fulnesse sweld, With shady laurell trees, thence to defend Into her cup she scruzd with daintie breach The sunny beames which on the billowes bett, Of her fine fingers, without fowle empeach, And those which therein bathed mote offend. That so faire winepresse made the wine more sweet: As Guyon hapned by the same to wend, Thereof she usd to give to drinke to each,

Two naked damzelles he therein espyde, Whom passing by she happened to meet:

Which therein bathing seemed to contend It was her guise all straungers goodly so to greet. And wrestle wantonly, ne card to hyde [eyd.

Their dainty partes from vew of any which them So sbe to Guyon offred it to tast; Who, taking it out of her tender hond,

Sometimes the one would lift the other quight The cup to ground did violently cast,

Above the waters, and then downe againe That all in peeces it was broken fond,

Her plong, as over-maystered by might, And with the liquor stained all the lond:

Where both awbile would covered remaine, Whereat Excesse exceedingly was wroth,

And each the other from to rise restraine; Yet po'te the same amend, ne yet withstond, The whiles their snowy limbes, as througb a vele, But suffered him to passe, all were she loth; [goth. So through the christall waves appeared plaine : Who, nought regarding her displeasure, forward Then suddeinly both would themselves unhele,

And th’amorous sweet spoiles to greedy eyes revele. There the most daintie paradise on ground Itselfe doth offer to his sober eye,

As that faire starre, the messenger of morne, In wbich all pleasures plenteously abownd, His deawy face out of the sea doth reare: And done dues others happinesse envye;

Or as the Cyprian goddesse, newly borne The painted flowres; the trees upshooting hye; Of th'ocean's fruitfuil froth, did first appeare: The dales for shade; the hilles for breathing space; Such seemed they, and so their yellow heare The trembling groves; the christall running by; Christalline humor dropped downe apace. And, that which all faire workes doth most aggrace, Whom such when Guyon saw, he drew him neare, The art, which all that wrought, appeared in no And somewhat gan relent his earnest pace; (brace. place.

His stubborne brest gan secret pleasaunce to emOne would have thought, (so cunningly the rude The wanton maidens him espying, stood And scorned partes were mingled with the fine) Gazing awhile at his unwonted guise; That Nature bad for wantonesse ensude

Then th' one herselfe low ducked in the flood, Ant, and that Art at Nature did repine ;

Abasht that her a straunger did avise : So striving each th’ otber to undermine,

But th' other rather higher did arise, Each did the others worke more beautify; And her two lilly paps aloft displayd, So diff ring both in willes agreed in fine:

And all, that might his melting hart entyse So all agreed, through sweete diversity,

To her delights, she unto him bewrayd; This gardin to adorne with all variety.

The rest, hidd underneath, him more desirous made.


With that the other likewise up arose,

The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely lay; And her faire lockes, which formerly were bownd Ah! see, whoso fayre thing doest faine to see, Up in one knott, she low adowne did lose,

In springing flowre the image of thy day! Which flowing long and thick her cloth'd arownd, Ah! see the virgin rose, how sweetly shee And th' yvorie in golden mantle gownd:

Doth first peepe soorth with bash full modestee, So that faire spectacle from him was reft,

That fairer seemes the lesse ye see her may! Yet that which reft it no lesse faire was fownd: Lo! see soone after how more bold and free So hidd in lockes and waves from lookers theft, Her bared bosome she doth broad display; Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left. Lo! see soone after how she fades and falls away! Withall she laughed, and she blusht withall, So.passeth, in the passing of a day, That blushing to her laughter gave more grace, Of mortall life the leafe, the bud, the flowre ; And laughter to her blushing, as did fall.

Ne more doth florish after first decay, Now when they spyde the knight to slacke his pace | That earst was sought to deck both bed and bowre Them to behold, and his sparkling face

Of many a lady' and many a paramowre! The secrete signes of kindled lust appeare,

Gather therefore the rose whilest yet is prime, Tbeir wanton merriments they did encreace, For soone comes age that will her pride deflowre : And to him beckned to approch more neare,

Gather the rose of love whilest yet is time, And shewd him many sights that corage cold could Whilest loving thou mayst loved be with equall crime,

He ceast; and then gan all the quire of birdes On which when gazing him the palmer saw,

Their divers notes tattune unto his lay, He much rebukt those wandriag eyes of his, As in approvaunce of his pleasing wordes. And counseld well him forward thence did draw. The constant payre heard all that he did say, Now are they come nigh to the Bowre of Blis, Yet swarved pot, but kept their forward way Of her fond favorites so nam'd amis;

Through many covert grores and thickets close, When thus the palmer; “ Now, sir, well avise; In which they creeping did at last display For here the end of all our traveill is :

That wanton lady with her lover lose, Here woones Acrasia, whom we must surprise, Whose sleepie head she in her lap did soft dispose: Els she will slip away, and all our drift despise.”

Upon a bed of roses she was layd, Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, As faint through heat, or digbt to pleasant sin; Of all that mote delight a daintie eare,

And was arayd, or rather disarayd, Such as attonce might not on living ground,

All in a vele of silke and silver thin, Save in this paradise, be heard elsewhere:

That hid no wbit her alablaster skin, Right bard it was for wight which did it heare, But rather shewd more white, if more might bees To read what manner musicke that mote bee;

More subtile web Arachne cannot spin; For all that pleasing is to living care

Nor the fine nets, which oft we woven see [flee. Was there consorted in one harmonee; (agree: Of scorched deaw, do not in th' ayre more lightly Birdes, voices, instruments, windes, waters, all

Her snowy brest was bare to ready spoyle The joyous birdes, shrouded in chearefall shade, Of hungry eies, which n'ote therewith be fild; Their notes unto the voice attempred sweet; And yet, through languoar of her late sweet toyle, Th'angelicall soft trembling voyces made Few drops, more cleare then nectar, forth distild, To th'instruments divine respondence meet; That like pure orient perles adowne it trild; The silver-sounding instruments did meet

And her faire eyes, sweet smyling in delight, With the base murmure of the waters fall; Moystened their fierie beames, with which she thrild The waters fall with difference discreet,

Fraile harts, yet quenched not; like starry light, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call; Which, sparckling on the silent waves, does seeme The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.

more bright. There, whence that musick seemed heard to bee, The young man, sleeping by her, seemd to be Was the faire witch herselfe now solacing

Some goodly swayne of honorable place; With a new lover, whom, through sorceree

That certes it great pitty was to see And witchcraft, she from farre did thether bring: Him his nobility so fowle deface: There she had him now laid a slombering

A sweet regard and amiable grace, In secret shade after long wanton joyes ;

Mixed with manly sternesse, did appeare, Whilst round abont them pleasauntly did sing Yet sleeping, in his well-propurtiond face; Many faire ladies and lascivious boyes,

And on his tender lips the downy heare That ever mixt their song with light licentious toyes. Did now but freshly spring, and silken blossoms beare. And all that while right over him she hong His warlike armes, the ydle instruments, With her false eyes fast fixed in his sight,

Of sleeping praise, were hong upon a tree; As seeking medicine whence she was stong, And his brave shield, full of old moniments, Or greedily depasturing delight;

Was fowly ras't, that none the signes might see; And oft inclining downe with kisses light,

Ne for them ne for honour cared hee, For feare of waking him, his lips bedewd,

Ne ought that did to his advauncement tend ; And through his humid eyes did sucke his spright, But in lewd loves, and wastefull luxuree, Quite molten into lust and pleasure lewd; His dayes, his goods, his bodie he did spend : Wherewith she sighed soft, as if his case she rewd. O horrible enchantment, that him so did blend!

The noble Elfe and carefull palmer drew

Which, now awaking, fierce at them gan fly, So nigh them, minding nought but lustfull game, As in their mistresse reskew, whom they lad; That suddein forth they on them rusht, and threw But them the palmer soone did pacify. A subtile net, which only for that same

Then Guyon askt, what meant those beastes which The skilfull palmer formally did frame:

there did ly. So held them under fast; the whiles the rest Fled all away for feare of fowler shame.

Sayd he; “ These seeming beasts are men in deed, The faire enchauntresse, so unwares opprest, Whom this enchauntresse hath transformed tbus ; Tryde all her arts and all her sleights thence out whylome her lovers, which her lustes did feed, to wrest.

Now turned into figures hideous,

According to their miodes like monstruous," And eke her lover strove; but all in vaine: “ Sad end,” quoth he, “ of life intemperate, For that same net so cunvingly was wound, And mourneful meed of ioyes delicious! That neither guile nor force might it distraine. But, palmer, if it mote thee so aggrate, They tooke them both, and both them strongly bound Let them returned be unto their former state.” In captive bandes, which there they readie found: But ber in chaines of adamant he tyde;

Streightway he with his vertuous staffe them strooke, For nothing else might keepe her safe and sound: And streight of beastes they comely meu became; Bat Verdant (so he hight) he soone outydo, Yet being men they did unmanly louke, And counsell sage in steed thereof to him applyde. And stared ghastly; some for inward shame,

And some for wrath to see their captive dame: Bat all those pleasaunt bowres, and pallace brave, But one above the rest in speciall Guyon broke downe with rigour pittilesse; That had an hog beene late, hight Grylle by name, Ne ought their goodly workmanship might save Repyned greatly, and did him miscall [turall. Them from the tempest of his wrathfulnesse, That had from hoggish forme him brought to naBut that their blisse he turn'd to balefulnesse ; Their groves he feld ; their gardins did deface; Saide Guyon ; " See the mind of beastly man, Their arbers spoyle; their cabinets suppresse; That hath so soone forgot the excellence Their banket-houses burne; their buildings race; Of his creation, when he life began, And, of the fayrest late, now made the fowlest place. That now he chooseth with vile difference

To be a beast, and lacke intelligence!" Then led they her away, and eke that knight To whom the palmer thus; “ The donghill kinde They with them led, both sorrowfull and sad: Delightes in filth and fowle incontinence : The way they came, the same retourn'd they right, Let Gryil be Gryll, and have his hoggish minde; Till they arrived wbere they lately had

But let us hence depart whilest wether serves and Charm'd those wild beasts that rag'd with furie mad;









T falls me here to write of Chastity,

rest :

But let that same delitious poet lend,
A little leave unto a rusticke Muse
To sing his mistresse prayse; and let him mend,
If ought amis her liking may abuse:
Ne let his fayrest Cynthia refuse
In mirrours more then one herselfe to see ;
But either Gloriana let her chuse,
Or in Belphobe fashioned to bee;
In th' one her rule, in th' other her rare chastitee.

For which what needes me fetch from Faëry
Forreine ensamples it to have exprest?
Sith it is shrined in my soveraines brest,
And formd so lively in each perfect part,
That to all ladies, which have it profest,
Need but behold the pourtraict of her hart;
If pourtrayd it might bee by any living art:
But living art may not least part expresse,
Nor life-resembling pencill it can paynt :
All were it Zeuxis or Praxiteles,
His dædale hand wonld faile and greatly faynt,
And her perfections with his error taynt :
Ne poets witt, that passeth painter farre
In picturing the parts of beauty daynt,
So hard a workemanship adventure darre,
For fear through want of words her excellence to


Guyon encountreth Britomart:

Fayre Florimell is chaced : Duessaes traines and Malecas

taes champions are defaced.


Tae famous Briton prince and Faery knight,
After long ways and perilous paines endur'd,
Having their weary limbes to perfect plight
Restord, and sory wounds right well recur’d,
Of the faire Alma greatly were procur'd
To make there lenger soiourne and abode;
But, when thereto they might not be allur'd
From seeking praise and deeds of armes abrode,
They courteous congé tooke, and forth together


How then shall I, apprentice of the skill
That whilome in divinest wits did rayne,
Presume so high to stretch mine humble quill?
Yet now my luckelesse lott doth me constrayne
Hereto perforce: but, О dredd soverayne,
Thus far forth pardon, sith that choicest witt
Cannot your glorious pourtraict figure playne,
That I in colourd showes may shadow itt,
And ántique praises unto present persons fitt.
But if in living colours, and right hew,
Thyselfe thou covet to see pictured,
Who can it doe more lively, or more trew,
Then that sweete verse, with nectar sprinckeled,
In which a gracious servaunt pictured
His Cynthia, his Heavens fayrest light?
That with his melting sweetnes ravished,
And with the wonder of her beamës bright,
My sences lulled are in slomber of delight.

But the captiv'd Acrasia he sent,
Because of traveill long, a nigher way,
With a strong gard, all reskew to prevent,
And her to Faery court safe to convay;
That her for witnes of his hard assay
Unto his Faery queene he might present :
But he himselfe betooke another way,
To make more triall of his hardiment,
And seek adventures, as he with prince Arthure went.

Long so they traveiled through wastefull waves,

And hasting towards him gan fayre perswade Where daungers dvelt, and perils most did wonne, Not to provoke mistortune, por to seene To hunt for glory and renow med prayse :

His speares default to mend with crueil blade; Foll many countreyes they did overronne,

For by his mightie science he had seene From the uprising to tbe setting Sunne,

The secrete vertue of that weapon keene, And many hard adventures did atchieve ;

That mortall puissaunce mote not withstond : Of all the which they honour ever wonne, Nothing on Earth mote alwaies happy beene! Seeking the weake oppressed to relieve,

Great hazard were it, and adventure fond, And to recover right for such as wrong did grieve. To loose long-gotten honour with one evill hond: At last, as through an open plaine they yode, By such good meanes he him discounselled They spide a knight that towards pricked fayre; From prosecuting his revenging rage: And him beside an aged squire there rode, And eke the prince like treaty handeled, That seemd to couch under his shield threesquare, His wrath full will with reason to aswage; As if that age badd him that burden spare, And laid the blame, not to his carriage, And yield it those that stouter could it wield: But to his starting steed that swarv'd asyde, He, them espying, gan himselfe prepare,

And to the ill purveyaunce of his page, And on his arme addresse his goodly shield That had his furnitures not firmely tyde : That bore a lion passant in a golden field. So is bis angry corage fayrly pacifyde. Which seeing, good sir Guyon deare besought Thus reconcilement was betweene them knitt, The prince, of grace, to let him ronne that turne. Through goodly temperaunce and affection chaste; He graunted: then the Faery quickly raught And either vowd with all their power and will His poynant speare, and sharply gan to spurne To let not others honour be defaste His fumy steed, whose ficry feete did burne Of friend or foe, whoever it embaste, The verdant gras as he thereon did tread;

Ne armes to bear against the others syde: Se did the other backe his foote returne,

In which accord the prince was also plaste, But fiercely forward came withouten dread, And with that golden chaine of concord tyde: And bent his dreadful speare against the others head. So goodly all agreed, they forth yfere did ryde. They beene ymett, and both theyr points arriv’d; | 0, goodly usage of those antique tymnes, But Guyon drove so furious and fell,

In wbich the sword was servaunt unto right; That seemd both shield and plate it would hare rivid; When not for malice and contentious crymes, Nathelesee it bore his foe not from his sell,

But all for prayse, and proofe of manly might,
But made him stagger, as he were not well: The martiall brood accustomed to fight :
But Guyon selfe, ere well he was aware,

Then honour was the meed of victory,
Nigh a speares length behind his crouper fell; And yet the vanquished had no despight:
Yet in his fall so well himselfe he bare, [spare. Let later age that noble use envy,
That mischievous mischaunce his life and limbs did Vyle rancor to avoid and cruel surquedry!
Great shame and sorrow of that fall he tooke;

Long they thus traveiled in friendly wise,
For dever yet, sith warlike armes he bore
And shivering speare in bloody field first shooke,

Through countreyes waste, and eke well edifyde, He fowod himselfe dishonored so sore.

Seeking adventures hard, to exercise

Their puissannce, whylonie full dernly tryde : Ah! gentlest ko ght, that ever armor bore,

At length they came into a forest wyde, let vot thee grieve dismounted to have beene,

Whose hideous horror and sad trembling sownd And brought to grownd, that never wast before; For pot thy fault, but secret powre unseene;

Full griesly seemd: therein they long did ryde, That speare enchaunted was which layd thce on the Yet tract of living creature none they fownd,

Save beares, lyons, and buls, which romed them greene!

arownd. Bat weenedst thou what wight thee overthrew, Mach greater griefe and shamefuller regrett

All suddenly out of the thickest brush, For thy hard fortune then thou wouldst renew,

l'pon a milk-white paifrey all alone, That of a single dainzell thou wert mett

A goodly lady did foreby them rush, On equall plaine, and there so hard besett :

Whose face did seeme as cleare as christall stone, Evin ihe famous Britomart it was,

And eke, through feare, as white as whalës bone: Wbom straunge adventure did from Britayne fett

Her garments all were wronght of beaten gold, To seeke her lover (love far sought alas!)

And all her steed with tinsell trappings shone, Whose image shee had seene in Venus looking-glas. Which fledd so fast that nothing inote him bold,

And scarse them teasure gave her passing to behoid. Full of disdainefull wrath, he fierce uprose Por to revenge that fowle reprochefull shame, Still as she fledd her eye she backward threw, And snatching his bright sword began to close As fearing evill that poursewd her fast ; With her on foot, and stoutly forward came; And her faire yellow locks behind her flew, Die rather would he then endure that same. Loosely disperst with puff of every blast : Which when his palmer saw, he gan to feare All as a blazing starre doth farre outcast His toward perill, and untoward blame,

His hearie beames, and Haming lockes dispredd, Which by that new rencounter he should reare; At sight whereof the people stand aghast; Fof Death sate on the point of that enchaunted But the sage wisard telles, as he has redd, speare:

That it importunes death and dolefull dreryhedd.

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