XXXI. How many a man," faid he, "with idle fpeach Be wonne to fpoyle the caftle of his health? "I wote," quoth he, "whom tryall late did teach "That like would not for all this worldes wealth. "His fubtile tong like dropping honny mealt'h "Into the hart, and fearcheth every vaine, "That ere one be aware, by secret stealth "His powre is reft, and weaknes doth remaine. "O never, Sir, defire to try his guilefull traine !" XXXVI. His garment, nought but many ragged clouts, A dreary corfe, whofe life away did pas, And made an open passage for the gushing flood. XXXVII. Which piteous fpectacle approving trew The woful tale that Trevifan had told, Whenas the gentle Red-croffe knight did vew, With firie zeale he burnt in courage bold Him to avenge, before his blood were cold; And to the villein fayd, " Thou damned wight, "The author of this fact we here behold, "What iuftice can but iudge against thee right, "With thine owne blood to price his blood here "fhed in fight? XXXVIII. "What franticke fitt," quoth he, " hath thus dif "traught "Thee, foolish man, fo rafh a doome to give? "What iuftice ever other iudgement taught, "But he should die who merits not to live? "None els to death this man defpayring drive, "But his owne guiltie mind deferving death. "Is then uniuft to each his dew to give? "Or let him die that loatheth living breath? "Or let him die at eafe that liveth here uneath? XXXIX. "Who travailes by the wearie wandring way, "To come unto his wifhed home in hafte, "And meetes a flood that doth his passage stay, "Is not great grace to help him over past, "Or free his feet, that in the myre sticke fast? "Most envious man, that grieves at neighbours ❝ good, "And fond, that ioyeft in the woe thou haft, "Why wilt not let him paffe that long hath stood "Upon the bancke, yet wilt thy felfe not pas the "flood? THE FAERY QUEEN E. BOOK I. CANTO х Her faithful knight fayre Una brings Where he is taught repentaunce, and I. WHAT man is he that boafts of fleshly might, IV. Dame Cælia mèn did her call, as thought The eldest two most sober, chaft, and wise, Though spoufd, yet wanting wedlock's folemnize; But all the good is God's, both powre and eke Was lincked, and by him had many pledges dere. will. 11. By that which lately hapned, Una saw That this her knight was feeble, and too faint, III. There was an auncient houfe not far away, All night she spent in bidding of her bedes, v. Arrived there, the dore they find fast lockt; VI. Each goodly thing is hardest to begin; canc. * Thy felfe to fee, and tyred limbes to rest, "O Matrone fage!" quoth fhe, "I hether came; And this good night his way with me addreft, Ledd with thy prayfes and broad blazed fame, Then faid the aged Cælia, "Deare Dame, That up to heven is blowne." The auncient" Ye both forwearied be; therefore a whyle |