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Then badd the knight his lady yede aloof,

But stinges and sharpest steele did far exceed
And to an hill herselfe withdraw asyde;

The sharpnesse of his cruel rending clawes:
From whence she might behold that battailles proof, Dead was it sure, as sure as death indeed,
And eke be safe from daunger far descryde : What ever thing does touch his ravenous pawes,
She him obayd, and turnd a little wyde.-

Or what within his reach he ever drawes.
Now, O thou sacred Muse, most learned dame, But his most hideous head my tougue to tell
Fayre ympe of Phæbus and his aged bryde, Does tremble; for his deepe devouring iawes
The nourse of time and everlasting fame,

Wyde gaped, like the griesly mouth of Hell, That warlike handes ennoblest with immortalloame; Through which into his darke abysse all ravin fell. O, gently come into my feeble brest,

And, that more wondrous was, in either iaw
Come gently ; but not with that mightie rage, Three ranckes of yron teeth enraunged were,
Wherewith the martiall troupes thou doest infest, In which yett trickling blood, and gobbets raw,
And hartes of great heroës doest enrage,

Of late devoured bodies did appeare;
That pought their kindled corage may aswage: That sight thereof bred cold congealed feare:
Soone as thy dreadfull trompe begins to sound, Which to increase, and all at once to kill,
The god of warre with his fiers equipage

A cloud of smoothering smoke, and sulphure seare, Thou doest awake, sleepe never he so sownd ; Out of his stinking gorge forth steemed still, [fill. And scared nations doest with borror sterne astownd. That all the ayre about with smoke and stench did Fayre goddesse, lay that furious fitt asyde,

His blazing eyes, like two bright shining shieldes, Till I of warres and bloody Mars doe sing,

Did burne with wrath, and sparkled living fyre: And Bryton fieldes with Sarazin blood bedyde,

As two broad beacons, sett in open fieldes,
Twixt that great Paery queene and Paynim king,

Send forth their flames far off to every shyre,
That with their borror Heven and Earth did ring ; And warning give, that enemies conspyre
A worke of labour long, and endlesse prayse:

With fire and sword the region to invade;
But now a while lett downe that haughtie string,

So fam'd his eyne with rage and rancorous yre: And to my tunes thy second tenor rayse,

But far within, as in a hollow glade, [full shade, That I this man of God his godly armes may blaze. Those glaring lampes were sett, that made a dreadBy this, the dreadful beast drew nigh to hand,

So dreadfully he towardes him did pas, Halfe flying and halfe footing in his haste,

Forelifting up aloft bis speckled brest,

And often bounding on the brused gras,
That with his largenesse measured much land,
And made wide shadow under his huge waste ;

As for great ioyance of his new come guest.
As mountaine doth the valley overcaste.

Eftsoones he gap advance bis haughty crest;

As chauffed bore his bristles doth upreare ;
Approching nigh, he reared high afore

And shoke his scales to battaile ready drest,
His body monstrous, horrible, and vaste;
Which, to increase his wondrous greatnes more,

(That made the Redcrosse knight nigh quake for Was swoln with wrath and poyson, and with bloody As bidding bold defyaunce to bis foeman neare.

feare) gore;

The knight gan fayrely couch his steady speare, and over all with brasen scales was armd,

And fiersely ran at him with rigorous might: Like plated cote of steele, so couched neare

The pointed steele, arriving rudely theare, That nought mote perce; ne might his corse be harmd His harder byde would nether perce nor bight, With dint of swerd, nor push of pointed speare:

But, glaucing by, foorth passed forward right: Which, as an eagle, seeing pray appeare,

Yet, sore amoved with so puissant push,
His aery plumes doth rouze full rudely dight; The wrathfull beast about him turned light,
So shaked he, that horror was to heare:

And him so rudely, passing by, did brush
For, as the clashing of an armor bright, [knight. With his long tayle, that horse and man to ground
Such noyse his rouzed scales did send unto the

did rush. His flaggy winges, when forth he did display,

Both horse and man up lightly rose againe, Were like two sayles, in which the bollow wynd

And fresh encounter towardes him addrest: Is gathered full, and worketh speedy way:

But th' ydle stroke yet backe recoyid in vaine, And eke the pennes, that did his pineons bynd,

And found no place his deadly point to rest. Were like mayne-sardes with flying canvas lynd; Exceeding rage entlam'd the furious beast, With which whenas him list the ayre to beat,

To be avenged of so great despight; Aud there by force inwonted passage fynd,

For never felt his imperceable brest The cloudes before him fledd for terror great,

So wondrous force from hand of living wight; And all the Hevens stood still amazed with his threat. Yet had be prov'd the powre of many a puissant

knight. His huge long tayle, wownd up in hundred foldes, Then, with his waving wings displayed wyde, Does overspred his long bras-scaly back,

Himselfe up high he lifted from the ground, Whose wreathed boughtes when ever he unfoldes, And with strong flight did forcibly divyde And thick-entangled knots adown does slack,

The yielding ayre, which nigh to feeble found Bespotted as with shieldes of red and blacke, Her fitting parts, and element unsound, It sweepeth all the land behind him farre, To beare so great a weight : he, cutting way And of three furlongs does but litle lacke; With his broad sayles, about him soared round; And at the point two stinges infixed arre, (farre. At last, low stouping with unweldy sway, (away. Both deadly sharp, that sharpest steele exceeden Snatcht up both horse and man, to beare them quite

Long he them bore above the subjeet plaine, Then, full of grief and anguish vehement,
So far as ewghen bow a shaft may send ;

He lowdly brayd, tbat like was never heard ;
Till struggling strong did him at last constraine And from his wide devouring oven sent
To let them downe before his flightës end :

A flake of fire, that, flashing in his beard,
As bagard bauke, presuming to contend

Him all amazd, and almost made afeard : With hardy fowle above his hable might,

The scorching fame sore swinged all his face, His wearie pources all in vajne doth spend And through his armour all his body seard, To trusse the pray too heavy for his fight; (fight. That he could not endure so cruell cace, [lace, Which, comming down to ground, does free itselfe by But thought his arines to leave, and helmet to unHe so disseized of his gryping grosse,

Not that great champion of the antique world, The knight his thrillant speare agaiu assayd Whom famous poetes verse so much doth vaunt, In his bras-plated body to embosse,

And hath for twelve huge labours bigh extold, And three mens strength unto the stroake he layd; So many furies and sharpe fits did haunt, Wherewith the stiffe beame quaked, as affrayd, When bim the poysoned garment did enchaunt, And glauncing from his scaly necke did giyde With Centaures blood and bloody verses charmd; Close under bis left wing, then broad displayd : As did this knight twelve thousand dolours daunt, The percing steele there wrought a wound fullwyde, Whom fyrie steele now burnt, that erst him armd; That with the upcouth smart the monster lowdly That erst bim goodly armd, now most of all him cryde.

harmd. He cryde, as raging seas are wont to rore,

Paynt, wearie, sore, emboyled, grieved, brent, [fire, When wintry storme his wrathful wreck does threat; with heat, toyle, wounds, armes, smart, and inward The rolling billowes beate the ragged shore, That never man such mischiefes did torment; As they the Earth would shoulder from her seat; Death better were; death did he oft desire; And greedy gulfe does gape, as he would eat But death will never come, when needes require. His neighbour element in his revenge:

Whom so dismayd when that his foe beheld, Then gin the blastring brethren boldly threat He cast to suffer bim no more respire, To move the world from off his stedfast henge, But gan bis sturdy sterne about to weld, (feld. And boystrous battaile make, each other to avenge. And him so strongly stroke, that to the ground bim The steely head stuck fast still in his flesh,

It fortuned, (as fayre it then befell) Till with his cruell clawes he snatcht the wood,

Behind his backe, unweeting where he stood, And quite asunder broke: forth flowed fresh

Of auncient time there was a springing well, A gushing river of blacke gory blood,

From which fast trickled forth a silver tlood, That drowned all the land whereon he stood;

Full of great vertues, and for med'cine good : The streame thereof would drive a water-mill:

Whylome, before that cursed dragon gut
Trebig augmented was his furious mood
With bitter sence of his deepe rooted ill, (thrill. Defyld those sacred waves, it rightly hot

That happy land, and all with innocent blood
That fames of fire he threw forth from his large nose- The Well of Life; ne yet his vertues had forgot :
His hideous tayle then hurled he about,
And therewith all enwrapt the nimble thyes

For unto life the dead it could restore, Of his froth-fomy steed, whose courage stout

And guilt of sinfull crimes cleane wash away; Striving to loose the knott that fast him tyes,

Those, that with sickuesse were infected sore, Himselfe in streighter bandes too rash implyes,

It could recure; and aged long decay That to the ground he is perforce constraynd

Renew, as one were borne that very day. To throw his ryder; who can quickly ryse

Both Silo this, and lordan, did excell, From off the earth, with durty blood distaynd,

And th' English Bath, and eke the German Spau ; For that reprochfull fall right fowly he disdaynd;

Ne can Cephise, nor Hebrus, match this well:

Into the same the knight back overthrowen fell. And fercely tooke his trenchand blade in hand, With which he stroke so furious and so fell,

Now gan the golden Phoebus for to steepe That nothing seemd the puissa unce could withstand: His fierie face in billowes of the west, l'pon his crest tbe bardded yron fell;

And his faint steedes watred in ocean deepe, But his more hardned crest was armd so well,

Whiles from their journall labours they did rest; That deeper dint therein it would not make;

When that infernall monster, having kest Yet so extremely did the buffe bim quell,

His wearie foe into that living well, That from thenceforth he shund the like to take,

Can high advaunce his broad discoloured brest But, when he saw them come, he did them still Above his wonted pitch, with countenance fell, forsake.

And clapt his yron wings, as victor he did dwell, The knight was wroth to see bis stroke beguyld, Which when his pensive lady saw from farre, And smot againe with more outrageous might; Great woe and sorrow did her soule assay, But backe againe the sparcling steele recoyld, As weening that the sad end of the warre; And left not any marke where it did light, And gan to highest God entirely pray As if in adamant rocke it had beene pight.

That feared chaunce from her to turne away : The beast, impatient of his smarting wound With folded hands, and knees full lowly bent, And of so fierce and forcible despight,

All night she watcht; ne once adowne would lay Thought with his winges to stye above the ground; Her dainty limbs in her sad dreriment, But his late #ounded wing unserviceable found. But praying still did wake, and waking did lament, The morrow next gan earely to appeare,

Hart cannot thinke, what outrage and what cries, That Titan rose to runne bis daily race;

With fowle enfouldred smoake and flashing fire, But earely, ere the inorrow next gan reare The hell-bred beast threw forth unto the skies, Out of the sea faire Titans deawy face,

That all was covered with darknesse dire: Up rose the gentle virgin from her place,

Then fraught with rancour, and engorged yre, And looked all about, if she might spy

He cast at once him to avenge for all;
Her loved knight to move his manly pace : And, gathering up himselfe out of the mire
For she had great doubt of his safety,

With his uneven wings, did fiercely fall [al!. Since late she saw him fall before his enimy. Upon his sunne-bright shield, and gryptit fast with

At last she saw, where he upstarted brave Much was the man encombred with his hold,
Out of the well wherein he drenched lay;

In feare to lose his weapon in his paw,
As eagle, fresh out of the ocean wave,

Ne wist yett, how his talaunts to unfold; Where he hath lefte his plumes all hory gray, Nor harder was from Cerberus greedy iaw And deckt himselfe with fethers youthly gay, To plucke a bone, then from bis cruell claw Like eyas hauke up mounts unto the skies, To reave by strength the griped gage away: His newly-budded pineons to assay,

Thrise he assayd it from his foote to draw, And marveiles at himselfe, stil as he flies: [rise. And thrise in vaine to draw it did assay; So new this new-borne knight to battell new did it booted nought to thinke to robbe him of his pray Whom when the damned feend so fresh bid spy, Tho, when he saw no power might prevaile, No wonder if he woudred at the sight,

His trusty sword he cald to his last aid, And doubted whether his late enimy

Wherewith he fiersly did his foe assaile, It were, or other new supplied knight.

And double blowes about him stoutly laid, He now, to prove his late-renewed might,

That glauncing fire out of the yron plaid ; High brandishing his bright deaw-burning blade, As sparkles from the andvile use to Ay, Upon his crested scalp so sore did smite,

When heavy hammers on the wedg are swaid; That to the scull a yawning wound it made: Therewith at last he forst him to unty The deadly diut his dulled sences all dismaid. One of his grasping feete, him to defend thereby. I wote not, whether the revenging steele

The other foote, fast fixed on his shield, Were hardned with that holy water dew

Whenas no strength nor stroks mote him constraine Wherein he fell; or sharper edge did feele; To loose, ne yet the warlike pledg to yield; Or his baptized hands now greater grew;

He smott thereat with all his might and maine, Or other secret vertue did ensew;

Thai nought so wondrous puissaunce might sustaine: Els never could the force of fleshly arme,

Upon the ioint the lucky steele did light, Ne moiten mettall, in bis blood embrew:

And made such way, that hewd it quite in twaine; For, till that stownd, could never wight him harme The paw yett missed not his minisht might, By subtiity, nor slight, nor might, nor mighty But hong still on the shield, as it at first was pight. charme.

For griefe thereof and divelish despight, The cruell wound enraged him so sore,

From his infernall fournace fourth he threw That loud he yelled for exceeding paine;

Huge flames, that dimmed all the Hevens light, As hundred ramping lions seemd to rore,

Enrold in duskish smoke and brimstone blew : Whom ravenous hunger did thereto constraine. As burning Aetna from his boyling stew Then gan he tosse aloft his stretched traine, Doth belch out flames, and rockes in peeces broke, And therewith scourge the buxome aire so sore, And ragged ribs of mountaines molten new, That to his force to yielden it was faine;

Enwrapt in coleblacke clowds and filthy smoke, Ne ought his sturdy strokes might stand afore, That al the land with stench, and Heven with horThat high trees overthrew, and rocks in peeces tore: ror, choke. The same advauncing high above his head, The heate whereof, and harmefull pestilence, With sharpe intended sting so rude him smott, So sore him noyd, that forst him to retire That to the earth bim drove, as stricken dead; A little backeward for his best defence, Ne living wight would have him life behott: To save his body from the scorching fire, The mortall sting bis angry needle shott

Which he from hellish eutrailes did expire. Quite through his shield, and in his shoulder seasd, It chaunst, (eternall God that chaunce did guide) Where fast it stucke, ne would thereout be gott: As he recoiled backeward, in the mire The griefe thereof him wondrous sore diseasd, His nigh forwearied feeble feet did slide, [fide. Ne might hisrancling painewith patience be appeasd. And downe he fell, with dread of shame sore terriBut yet, more mindfull of his honour deare There grew a goodly tree him faire beside, Then of the grievous smart which him did wring, "Loaden with fruit and apples rosy redd, From loathed soile he can him lightly reare, As they in pure vermilion had been dide, And strove to loose the far infixed sting :

Whercof great vertues over all were redd: Wbich when in vaine he tryde with struggëling, For happy life to all which thereon fedd. Inflam'd with wrath, his raging blade he hefte, And life eke everlasting did befall: And strooke so strongly, that the knotty string Great God it planted in that blessed stedd Of his huge taile he quite asonder clefte; [lefte. With his almighty hand, and did it call Fiveioints thereof he hewd, and but the stump him The Tree of Life, the crime of our first fathers fall.

In all the world like was not to be fownd, So downe he fell, and forth his life did breath,
Save in that soile, where all good things did grow, That vanisht into smoke and cloudës swift;
And freely sprong out of the fruitfull grownd, So downe he fell, that th’ Earth him underneath
As incorrupted Nature did them sow,

Did grope, as feeble so great load to lift;
Till that dredd dragon all did overthrow.

So downe he fell, as an huge rocky clift, Another like faire tree eke grew thereby,

Whose false foundacion waves have washt away, Whereof whoso did eat, eftsoones did know With dreadfull poyse is from the mayneland rift, Both good and ill: 0 mournfull memory! [to dy! And, rolling downe, great Neptune doth dismay: That tree through one mans fault hath doen us all So downe he fell, and like an heaped mountaine lay. From that first tree forth flowd, as from a well, The knight himselfe even trembled at his fall, A triekling streame of balme, most soveraine So buge and horrible a masse it seemd ; And dainty deare, wbich on the ground still fell, And his deare lady, that beheld it all, And overflowed all the fertile plaine,

Durst not approch for dread which she misdeemd: As it bad deawed bene with timely raine :

But yet at last, whenas the direfull fcend Life and long bealth that gracious ointment gave ; She saw not stirre, off-shaking vaine affright And deadly wounds could heale; and reare againe She nigher drew, and saw that ioyous end : The sencelesse corse appointed for the grave: Then God she praysd, and thankt her faithfull Into that same he fell, which did from death him knight, save.

That had atchievde so great a conquest by his might.
For nigh thereto the ever-damned beast
Durst not approch, for he was deadly made,
And al that life preserved did detest;
Yet he it oft adventur'd to invade.

CANTO XII.
Bę this the drouping Day-light gan to fade,
And yield his rowme to sad succeeding Night,

Fayre Una to to the Redcrosse knight
Who with her sable mantle gan to shade

Betrouthed is with ioy : The face of Earth and wayes of living wight,

Though false Duessa, it to barre, And bigh her burning torch set up in Heaven bright. Her false sleightes doe imploy. When gentle Una saw the second fall

Behold I see the haven nigh at hand, Of her deare knight, wbo, weary of long fight To which I meane my wearie course to bend ; And faint through losse of blood, moov'd not at all, Vere the maine shete, and beare up with the land, But lay, as in a dreame of deepe delight,

The which afore is fayrly to be kend, Besineard with pretious balme,whosevertuous might And seemeth safe from storms that may offend : Did heale his woundes, and scorching heat alay; There this fayre virgin wearie of her way Againe she stricken was with sore affright,

Must landed bee, now at her journeyes end ; And for his safetie gan devoutly pray, [day. There eke my feeble barke a while may stay, And watch the noyous night, and wait for joyous Till mery wynd and weather call ber thence away. The joyous day gan early to appeare;

Scarsely had Phæbus in the glooming east And fayre Aurora from the deawy bed

Yett harnessed his fyrie-footed teeme, Of aged Tithone gan herselfe to reare

Ne reard above the Earth his flaming creast; With rosy cheekes, for shame as blushing red :

When the last deadly smoke a loft did steeme, Her golden locks, for hast, were loosely shed

That signe of last outbreathed life did seeme About her eares, when I'na her did marke

Unto the watchman on the castle-wall, Clymbe to her charet, all with flowers spred,

Who thereby dead that balefull beast did deeme, From Heren high to chace the chearelesse darke; | And to his lord and lady lowd gan call, With mery Dote her lowd salutes the mountiug larke. To tell how he had seene the dragons fatall fall. Then freshly up arose the doughty knight,

Uprose with hasty ioy, and feeble speed, All healed of his hurts and woundës wide,

That aged syre, the lord of all that land, And did himselfe to battaile ready dight;

And looked forth, to weet if trew indeed
Whose early foe awaiting him beside

Those tydinges were, as he did understand:
To hare devourd, so soone as day he spyde, Which whenas trew by tryall he out fond,
When now he saw himselfe so freshly reare, He badd to open wyde his brasen gate,
As if late fight had nought him damnifyde,

Which long time had beene shut, and out of hond He woxe dismaid, and gan his fate to feare ; Proclaymed ioy and peace through all his state; Nathlesse with wonted rage be him advaunced neare; For dead now was their foe, which them forrayed

late.
And in his first encounter, gaping wyde,
He thought attonce him to have swallowd quight, Then gan triumphant trompets sowad on hye,
And rusht upon him with outragious pryde; That sent to Heven the cechoed report
Wbo him rencounting fierce, as hauke in flight, Of their new joy, and happie victory
Perforce rebutted back: the weapon bright, Gainst him, that had them long opprest with tort,
Taking advantage of his open iaw,

And fast imprisoned in sieged fort.
Ran through his mouth with so importune might, Then all the people, as in solemne feast,
That deepe emperst his darksom hollow max, To him assembled with one full consort,
And, back retyrd, his life blood forth withall did Rejoycing at the fall of that great beast,
draw.

From whose eternall bondage now they were releast.

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Forth came that auncient lord, and aged queene, Thus flocked all the folke him rownd abont;
Aravd in ant que robes downe to the grownd, The whiles that hoario king, with all his traine,
And sad habiliments right well beseene:

Being arrived where that champion stout
A noble crew about them waited rownd

After his foes defeasaunce did remaine, Of save and sober peres, all gravely gownd; Him goodly greetes, and fayre does entertayne Whom far before did march a goodly band With princely gifts of yvory and gold, Of tall young men, all hable armes to sownd, And thousand thankes him yeeldes for all his paine. But now they laurell braunches bore in hand; Then when his daughter deare he does behold, Glad signe of victory and peace in all their land. Her dearely doth imbrace, and kisseth manifold. Unto that doughtie conquerour they came, And after to his pallace he them bringes, And, him before themselves prostrating low, With shaumes, and trompets, and with clarions Their lord and patrone loud did him proclame, And all the way the ioyous people siuges, (sweet ; And at his feet their lawrell bo'lghes did throw. And with their garments strowes the paved street; Soone after them, all dauncing on a row,

Whence mounting up, they fynd purveyaupce meet The comely virgins came, with girlands dight, Of all, that royall princes court became ; As fresh as flowres in medow greene doe grow, And all the floore was underneath their feet When morning deaw upon their leaves doth light; | Bespredd with costly scarlott of great name, And in their handes sweet timbrells all upheld on On which they lowly sitt, and fitting purpose frame. hight.

What needes me tell their feast and goodly guize, And, them before, the fry of children yong In which was nothing riotous nor vaine? Their wanton sportes and childish mirth did play, What needes of dainty dishes to devize, And to the maydens sownding tymbrels song Of comely services, or courtly trayne? In well attuned notes a joyous lay,

My narrow leaves cannot in them contayne
And made delightfull musick all the way,

The large discourse of roiall princes state.
Untill they came where that faire virgin stood : Yet was their manner then but bare and playne;
As fayre Diana in fresh sommers day

For th' antique world excesse and pryde did hate:
Beholdes her nymphes enraungd in shady wood, Such proud luxurious pompe is swollen up but late.
Some wrestle, some do run, some bathe in christall
flood;

Then, when with meates and drinkes of every kinde

Their fervent appetites they quenched had,
So she beheld those maydens meriment
With chearefull vew; who, when to her they came Of straunge adventures, and of perils sad

That auncient lord gan fit occasion finde,
Themselves to gr und with gracious humblesse bent, which in his travell him befallen had,
And her adord by honorable name,

For to demand of his renowmed guest :
Lifting to Heren her everlasting fame:
Then on her head they sett a girlond greene,

Who then with utt'rance grave, and count'nance sad, And crowned her twixt earnest and twixt game:

From poynt to poynt, as is before exprest, Who, in her self-resemblance well beseene,

Discourst his voyage long, according his request. Did seeme, such as she was, a goodly maiden queene.

Great pleasure, mixt with pittiful regard, And after all the raskall many ran,

That godly king and queene did passionate, Heaped together in rude rablement,

Whyles they bis pittitull adventures heard; To see the face of that victorious man,

That oft they did lament his lucklesse state, Whom all admired as from Heaven sent,

And often blame the too importune fate And gaz'd upon with gaping wonderment.

That heapd on him so many wrathfull wreakes; But when they came where that dead dragon lay, (For never gentle knight, as he of late, Stretcht on the ground in monstrous large extent, So tossed was ju fortunes cruell freakes;) (cheaks. The sight with ydle feare did them dismay, Aud all the while salt teares bedea wd the hearers Ne durst approch him nigh, to touch, or once assay.

Then sayd that royall pere in sober wise; Some feard, and fedd: some feard, and well it

“ Deare sonne, great beene the evils which ye bore faynd;

From first to last in your late enterprise, One, that would wiser seeme then all the rest,

That I no’te, whether praise or pitty more : Warnd him not touch, for yet perhaps remaynd

For never living man, I weene, so sore Some lingring life within his hollow brest,

In sea of deadly daungers was distrest : Or in h's wombe might lurke some hidden nest

But since now safe ye seised have the shore, Of many dragonettes, bis fruitfull seede;

And well arrived are, (high God be blest!)
Another saide, that in his eyes did rest

Let us devize of ease and everlasting rest.”
Yet sparckling fyre, and badd thereof take heed;
Another said, he saw him move his eyes indeed.

“ Ah, dearest lord,” said then that doughty knight, One mother, whenas her foolehardy chyld

“ Of ease or rest I may not yet devize; Did come too neare, and with his talants play,

for by the faith, which I to armes have plight, Halfe dead through feare, her litle babe revyld,

I bownden am streight after this emprize, And to her gossibs gan counsell say;

As that your daughter can ye well advize, « How can I tell, but that his talants may

Backe to retourne to that great Faery queene, Yet scratch my sonne, or rend his tender hand ?” And her to serve sixe yeares in warlike wize, So diversly themselves in vaine they fray ;

Gainst that proud Paynim king that works her teene: Whiles some more bold to measure him nigh stand, Therefore 1 ought crave pardon, till I there have To prove how many acres he did spred of land.

beene."

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