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But Paridell, that had too late a tryall
of the bad issue of his counsell vaine,
List not to hearke, but made this faire denyall ;
“ Last turne was mine, well proved to my paine ;
“ This now be yours; God-send you better gaine."
Whose scoffed words he taking halfe in scorne,
Fiercely forth prickt his steed, as in disdaine,
Against that knight, ere he him well could torne,
By meapes whereof he hath him lightly over-borne.

Who with the sudden stroke astonisht sore,
Upon the ground a while in slomber lay,
The whiles his love away the other bore,
And shewing her, did Paridell upbray ;
“ Lo, sluggish Knight, the victor's happie pray:
“ So fortune friends the bold.” Whom Paridell
Seeing so faire indeede, as he did say,
His hart with secret envie gan to swell,
And inly grudge at him that he had sped so well.

Nathlesse proud man himselfe the other deemed,
Having so peereless paragon ygot;
For sure the fayrest Florimell him seemed
To him was fallen for his happie lot,
Whose like alive on earth he weened not ;
Therefore he her did court, did serve, did wooe,
With humblest suit that he imagine mot,
And all things did devise, all things dooe
That might her love prepare, and liking win theretoo.

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IX. She in regard thereof him recompenst With golden words and goodly countenance, And such fond favours sparingly dispenst; Sometimes him blessing with a light eye-glance, And coy lookes tempring with loose dalliance; Sometimes estranging him in sterner wise, That having cast him in a foolish trance, He seemed brought to bed in Paradise, [most wise. And prov'd himselfe most foole in what he seem'd

X. So great a mistresse of her art she was, And perfectly practiz’d in woman's craft, That though therein himselfe he thought to pas, And by his false allurements wylie draft Had thousand women of their love beraft, Yet now he was surpriz’d; for that false spright, Which that same witch had in this forme engraft, Was so expert in every subtile slight, That it could over-reach the wisest earthly wight.

XI. Yet he to her did dayly service more, And day!y more deceived was thereby ; Yet Paridell him envied therefore, As seeming plast in sole felicity; So blind is lust false colours to descry: But Até soone discovering his desire, And finding now fit opportunity To stirre up strife, twixt love, and spight, and ire, Did privily put coles unto his secret fire.

XII. By sundry meanes thereto she prickt him forth, Now with remembrance of those spightfull speaches, Now with opinion of his owne more worth, Now with recounting of like former breaches Made in their friendship, as that hag him teaches And ever when his passion is allayd She it revives, and new occasion reaches, That on a time, as they together way'd, He made him open chalenge, and thus boldly sayd ;

XIII. “ Too boastfull Blandamour, too long I beare “ The open wiongs thou doest me day by day; “ Well know'st thou when we friendship first did

sweare, " The covenant was, that every spoyie or pray “ Should equally be shard betwixt us tway: “ Where is my part, then, of this ladie bright, " Whom to thyselfe thou takest quite away? “ Render, therefore, therein to me my right, “ Or ariswere for thy wrong as shall fallout in fight."


Exceeding wroth thereat was Blandamour,

this bitter answere to him make; “ Too foolish Paridell, that fayrest floure (take: “Wouldst gather faine, and yet no paines wouldst " But not so easie will I her forsake ; " This hand her wonne, this hand shall her defend." With that they gan their shivering speares to shake, And deadly points, at either's breast to bend, Forgetfull each to have been over other's frend.

XV. Their firie steedes with so untamed forse Did beare them both to fell avenge's end, That both their speares with pitilesse remorse Through shield, and mayle, and haberieon, did wend, And in their flesh a griesly passage rend, That with the furie of their owne affret Each other horse and man to ground did send; Where lying still awhile, both did forget set. The perilous present stownd in which their lives were

XVI. 'As when two warlike brigandines at sea, With murdrous weapons arm’d to cruell figlit, Do meete together on the watry lea, They stemme ech other with so fell despight, That with the shocke of their owne heedlesse might Their wooden ribs are shaken nigh asonder; They which from shore behold the dreadfull sight Of Aashing fire, and heare the ordenance thonder, Do greatly stand amaz'd at such unwonted wonder.

XVII. At length they both upstarted in amaze, As men awaked rashly out of dreme, And round about themselves awhile did gaze, Till seeing her, that Florimell did seeme, In doubt to whom she victorie should deeme, Therewith their dulled sprights they edgd anew, And drawing both their swords with rage extreme, Like two mad mastiffes, each on other flew, And shields did share, and mailes did rash, and helXVIII. So furiously each other did assayle, As if their soules they would attonce have rent Out of their brests, that streames of bloud did rayle Adowne, as if their springs of life were spent, That all the ground with purple bloud was sprent, And all their armours staynd with bloudie gore ; Yet scarcely once to breath would they relent, So mortall was their malice, and so sore Become of fayned friendship which they vow'd afore.

mes did hew.


XIX. And that which is for ladies most befitting, To stint all strife, and foster friendly peace, Was from those dames so farre and so unfitting, As that instead of praying them surcease, They did much more their cruelty encrease, Bidding them fight for honour of their love, And rather die then ladies cause release; [move, With which vaine termes so much they did them That both resolv'd the last extremities to prove.

XX. There they (I weene) would fight untill this day, : Had not a squire, even he the Squire of Dames, By great adventure travelled that way; Who seeing both bent to so bloudy games, And both of old well knowing by their names, Drew nigh, to weete the cause of their debate, And first laide on those ladies thousand blames, That did not seeke t'appease their deadly hate, But gazed on their harmes, not pittying their estate:

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