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Lxi. Cannot describe, nor wit of man can tell; « Then seek this path that I to thee prelage, Too high a dirty for my simple song :
“ Which after all to heaven thail thee send; The Citty of the Greate King hight it well, " Then peaceably thy painefull pilgrimage Wherein eteroall peace and happinefíc doth “ To yonder fame Hierufalem doe bend, dwell.
“ Where is for thee ordaind a blessed end;
“ For thou emongst those faints, whom thou doeft As he thereon food gazing, he might fee The blessed angels to and fro descend
“ Shalt be a faint, and thine owne nation's frend From highett heven in gladsome companee, “ And patrone: thou Saint George fhalt called bee, And with great ioy into that citty wend,
" Saint George of mery England, the ligne of vice As commonly as frend does with his frend;
" torce." Whereat he wondred much, and gan enquere What flarely building durft so high extend
Unworthy wretch," quoch he, “ of so great Her lofty towres unto the starry sphere,
grace, And what unknowen nation there empeopled “ How dare I thinke such glory to attainc ?" were.
« These that have it attaynd were in like cace,"
Quoth he, “ as wretched, and liv'd in like paine." * Faire Knight,” quoth he, “ Hierusalem that is, “ But deeds of armes must I at last be faine, " The new Hierufalem, that God has built “ und ladies love, to leave, so dearely bought ?" " For those to dwell in that are chosen his, “ What need of armes where peace doth ay re. * His chosen people purg'd from finful guilt
“ maine," “ With precious blood, which cruelly was spilt Said he," and battailes none are to be fought? "On cursed tree, of that unspotted Lam
“ As for loose loves they are vaine, and vanish into * That for the finnes of all the world was kilt ;
nought." " Now are they laints all in that citty fam, "More dear into their God then younglings to « O let me not," quoth he, “ then turne againe “their dam."
« Backe to the world, whose ioyes so fruitlesse arc,
“ But let me here for aie in peace remain, ' 'Till now," said then the knight, “ I weened well “ Or Atreightway on that last long viage fare, * That great Cleopolis, where I have beede, “ That nothing may my present hope empare." * ln which that faireft Fae. y Queenc doth dwell, “ That may not be," fa.d he,“ ne maist thou yitt * The faireft citry was that might be seene; « Forgoe that royal maides bequeathed care, " And that bright towre, all built of christall “ Who did her cause into thy hand committ,
“ Till from her cursed foe thou have her freely * Panthea, seemd the brightest thing that was;
quite." * Bet Dow by proofe all otherwise 1 weepe; " For this great citry that does far surpas, “ Then shall I soone," quoth he, “ so God me * And this bright angels towre quite dims that
grace, “ cowre of glas
“ Abett that virgin's cause difconfolate,
" And shortly back returne unto this place, * Moft trew," then said the holy aged man ; “ To walke this way in pilgrim's poore estate. " Yet is Cleopolis for earthly frame
“ But now aread, old Father, why of late * The fairelt peece that eie beholden can;
“ Didst thou behight me borne of English blood, and well befeemes all knights of noble name, “ Whom all a Faeries fonne doen nominace ?" * That covett in th' immortall booke of Fame “ That word fhall I," said he,“ avouchen good, To be eternized, that same to haunt,
“ Sith to thee is unknowne the cradle of thy * And does their service to that foveraigne dame,
« brood, * That glory does to them for guerdon graunt; ." For lhe is hevenly borne, and heven may iuftly “ For well I wote thou springst from ancient race
“ Of Saxon kinges, that have with mightie hand,
“ And many bloody battles fought in place, " And thou, faire Ymp, sprong out from English “ High reard their royall throne in Britane land,
“ And vanquisht them, unable to withstand : " How ever now accompted Elfin's sonne, “ From thence a Faery thee unweeting reft, " Well worthy doelt thy service for her grace, “ There as thou slepít in tender swadling band, To aide a virgita defolate fordonne :
" And her base Ellin brood there for thee left : * But when theu famous victory hast wonne, “ Such men do chaungelings call, so chaung by " And high emongst all knights halt hong thy “ Fie ies theit. " Thield,
LXVI. ** Thenceforth the suite of earthly conqueft shonne, “ Thence she thee brought into this Faery Lond,
And wash thy hands from guilt of bloody field, “ And in an heaped iurrow did thee hyde, * Eur blood can nought but fin, and wars but for " Where thee a ploughman all unweeting fond, "Tows yield.
“ As he his coylesome teme that way did guyde,
“ And brought thee up in ploughman's state to His feeble sence, and too execeding shyne: " byde,
So darke are earthly thinges compard to thing “ Whercof Gcorgos he thee gave to name;
divine. “ Till prickt with courage and thy forces pryde, “ To ra'y Court thou cam'ft to seck for fame, At last, whenas himselse he gan to fynd, “ And prove thy pulliant armes, as seems thec best To Una back he cast him to retyre, « became."
Who him awaited still with pensive mynd.
Grear, thankes and goodly meede to that goc “ O holy Sire !" quoth he,“ how shall I quight
syre “ The many favours I with thee have fownd, He thens departing gave, for his paynes byre; “ That haft my name and nation redd aright, So came to Una, who him ioyd to sce, “ And taught the way that does to heaven bownd?" And after litle rest gan him desyre This faide, adowne he looked to the grownd, Of her adventure myndfull for to bee : To have returnd, but dazed were his eyne, So leave they take of Calia and her daughter Through palling brightnes, which did quite con three
THE FAERY QUE E N E.
CAN TO XI,
The Knight with that old Dragon fights
Two dayes incessantly;
Molt glerious victory.
Hica time now gan it wex for Una fayre, With that they heard a roaring hidcous sownd, To thinke of those her captive parents deare,
That all the ayre with terror filled wyde, And their forwaited kingdom to repayre :
And seemd uneath to shake the stedfast ground. Vbereto whenas they now approached neare,
Eftsoones that dreadful dragon they eípyde,
But all so soone as he from far descryde [fill, deare,
Those glisring armes, that heaven with light did * That all these forrowes suffer for my fake, He rousd himselfe full blyth, and hastned them High heaven behold the tedious toil ye for me
untill. take !
Then badd the knight his lady yede aloof, * Now are we come upto my native soyle, And to an hill herselfe withdraw afyde,
And to the place where all our pereilles dwell; From whence she might behold that battailles * Here haunies that feend, and does his daily proof, Spoyle;
And eke be safe from daunger far descryde : Therefore henceforth bee at your keeping well, She him obayd, and turnd a little wyde. And ever ready for your foeman fell :
Now, O thou sacred Muse! moft learned dame, * The sparke of noble corage now awake, Fayre ympe of Phæbus and his aged bryde, * And Erive your excellent selfe to excell: The nourse of Time and everlasting Fame,
That shall ye evermore renowned make That warlike handes ennoblet with immortal! * Above all knights on earth that batteill under name; take." III.
O gently come into my feeble brest, And pointing forth, “ Lo yonder is,” said the, Come gently, but not with that mightie rage The bralen towre, in which my parents deare
Wherewith the martiall troupes thou doest infest, For dread of that huge feend emprisond be,
And hartes of great heroës doeft enrage, Whom I from far fee on the walles appeare,
That bought their kindled corage may aswage : " Whose light my feeble soule doth greatly cheare, Soone as thy dreadfull trompe begins to sownd, "And on the top of all I do espye
The God of Warre, with his fiers equipage * The watchman wayting tydings glad to heare; Thou does awake, sleepe never he fo fownd, Thas, O my Parents! might I happily
And scared nations doeft with horror fterne 2. - Dato you bring, to ease you of your misery!"
Wyde gaped, like the griefly mouth of hell, Fayre Goddesse ! lay that furious fitt afyde, Through which into his darke abyffe all ravin fell. Till I of warres and bloody Mars doe sing, And Bryton fieldes with Sarazin blood bedyde, And that more wondrous was, in either iaw Twixt that great Faery Queene and paynim king, Three ranckes of yron teeth enraunged were, That with their horror heven and earth did ring; in which yett trickling blood and gobbets raw A worke of labour long and endlesse prayse : Of late devoured bodies did appeare, But now a while lett downe that haughtie string, That fight thereof bredd cold congealed feare; And to my tụnes thy second tenor raise,
Which to increase, and all at once to kill, That I this man of God his godly armes may A cloud of smoothering smoke and fulphure feare blaze.
Qut of his stinki:g gorge forth stocmed Nill,
That all the ayre about with smoke and stench By this the dreadful beast drew nigh to hand,
did fill. Halfe flying and halfe footing in his hallc, That with his largenesse measured much land, His blazing eyes, like two bright shining fhieldes, And made wide shadow under his huge waste, Did burne with wrath, and sparkled living fyre : As mountaine doth the valley overcaste.
As two broad beacons, fert in open fieldes, Approaching nigh, he reared high afore
Send forth their flames far off to ever shyre, His body monstrous, horrible, and vaste,
And warning give-cha: enemies conspyre Which, to increase his wondrous greatnes more, With fire and sword the region to invade, Was swoln with wrath, and poyson, and with So flam'd his eyne with rage and rancorous yre; bloody gore :
But far within, as in a hollow glade,
Those glaring lampes were sect that made a dreadAnd over all with brasen scales was armd,
ful shade. Like plated cote of steele, so couched neare That nought mote perce, ne might his corfe bee so dreadfully he towardes him did pas, harmd
Forelifting up aloft hi speckled brest, With dint of swerd, nor push of pointed speare; And olten bounding on the brused gras, Which, as an eagle, seeing pray appeare,
As for great ioyance of his new-come guest. His acry plumes doth rouze, full rudely dight, Eftfoones he gan advance his haughty crest, So shakcd he, that horror was to heare ;
As chauffed bore his bristles doth upreare, For, as the clashing of an armour bright, And shoke his scales, to battaile ready drest, Such noyse his roused scales did send unto the That made the Red-crosse knight nigh quake for knight.
As bidding bold defyance to his foeman neare. His Aaggy winges, when forth he did difplay, Were like two layles, in which the hollow wynd The knight gan fayrely couch his steady fpeare, Is gathered full, and worketh speedy way; And fiersely ran at him with rigorous might; And eke the pennes that did his pinions bynd, The pointed steele, arriving rudely thcare, Were like mayne-yerds with flying canvas lynd; His harder hyce would nether perce nor bight, With which whenas him lift the ayre to beat, Bue glauncing by, foorth passed forward right : And there by force unwonted passage fynd, Yec lore amoved with so puiffaunt push, The cloudes before him fedd for terror great, The wrathfull beast about him turned light, And all the hevens stood kill, amazed with his | And him so rudely passing by did brufh threat.
With his long rayle, that horse and man to ground
did rush. His huge long tayle, wownd up in hundred foldes, Does overspred his long bras-Scaly back,
Borh horse and man up lightly rose againe, Whose wreathed boughies whenever he unfoldes, And fresh encounter towardes him addrest; And thick-entangled knots adown does Nack, But th' ydic stroke yet backe rccoyld in vaine, Bespotred as with fhieldes of red and blacke, And found no place his deadly point to reft. It sweepeth all the land behind him farre, Exceeding rage enflam'd the furious beaft, And of three furlongs does but littlc lacke; To bc avenged of fo great defpight; And at the point two stinges infixed arre,
For never felt his imperccable breft Both deadly sharp, that sharpes steele exceeden So wondrous force from hand of living wight, farre.
Yet had he prov'd the powre of many a puissant XII,
knight. But stinges and Marpeft steele did far exceed T'he sharpneffe of his cruel-rending clawes : Then with his waving wings displayed wyde, Dedd was it sure, as sure as death indeed,
Himselfe up high he lifted from the ground, Whatever thing does touch his ravenous pawes, And with Itrong flight did forcibly divyde Or what within his reach he ever drawes. l'he yielding ayre, which nicht too feeble found But his most hideous head my tongue to tell Her fi:tirg parts, and element unfound, Does tremble ; for his dcepe devouring iawes To beare fu grcate a weight : he cutting way
With his broad fayles, abovt him soared round: Upon his crest the hardned yron fell;
Yet so extremely did the buffe him quell,
That from thenceforth he shund the like to take, Long he them bore above the subjedt plaine, But when he saw them come he did them till So far as ewghen bow a fhaft may send,
forfake. Till fruggling ftrong did him at laft conftraine
XXV. To let them downe before his flightes end : The knight was wroth to see his frokę beguyld, As hagard bauke prefuming to contend
And smot againe with more outrageous might; With hardy fowle, above his hable might, But backe againe the fparcling steele recoyld, His wearie pounces all in vaine doch spend And left not any marke where it did light, To trufle the prey too heavy for his flight, As if in adamant rocke it had been pight. Which coming down to ground, does free idefe The beast imparient ef his smarting wound, by fight.
And of fo fierce and forcible despight,
Thought with his winges to stye above the ground. He so diffeized of his griping grosse,
But his late wounded wing unferviceable found. The knight his thrillant ipeare againe affayd
*XVI. In his bras-placed body to emboffe,
Then full of grief and anguith vehement And three mens forength into the streake he layd, He lowdly brayd, that like was never heard, Wherewith the ftiffe beame quaked as affrayd, And from his wide devouring oven sent And glauneing from his scaly necke, did glyde A flake of fire, thar fafhing in his beard Cluse under his left wing, then broad displayd, Him all amazd, and almost made afeard : The percing teele there wrought a wound full The scorching Aame fore fwinged all his face, wyde,
And through his armour all his body feard, That with the unicouth fmart che monfter lowdly That he could not endure fo cruell cace, cryde.
But thought his armes to leave, and helmet to un
lace. He cryde as raging seas are wont to rore,
XVII. When winery forme his wrathful wreck does Not that great champion of the antique world, threat,
Whom famous poctes verfe fo much doth vaunt, The roaling billows beat the ragged shore, And hath for twelve huge labours high extold, As they the earth would shoulder from her seat; So many furies and tharpe fits did haunt, And greedy gulfe does gape, as he would eat When him the poyfoned garment did enchaunt His neighboar element in his revenge ;
With Centaures blood, and bloody verses charmd, Then gin the bluftring brethren boldly threat As did this knight twelve thoufand dolours daunt, To move the world from off his fedfaft henge, Whom fyrie fteele now burnt, that erft him armd, And boystrous battaile make, each other to a That erft him goodly armd, now most of all hins venge.
XXVIII. The fleely head Anck falt till in his flesh, Faynt, wearie, fore, emboyled, grieved, brent, Till with his eruell clawes he fnacht the wood, With heat, toile, wounds, armes, smart, and its And quite afander broke ; forth flowed fresh
ward fire, A gushing river of blacke gory blood,
That never man such mischiefes did torment, That drowned all the land whereon he ftood; Death better were, death did he oft desire, The streame thereof would drive a water-mill: But death will never come when needes require; Trebly augmented was his furious mood
Whom so dismayd when thar his foe beheld, With bitter fence of his deepe-rooted ill, He caft to suffer him to more respire, That flames of fire he threw forth from his large But gan his sturdy fterne about to weld, Dose-thrill.
And him so strongly stroke, that to the ground XX111.
him feld. His hideous tayle then hurled he about, And therewith all enwrapt the nimble thyes It fortuned, (as fayre it them befell) Of his froth fomy steed, whose courage stout Behynd his backe, unweeting where he stood, Striving to loofe the knott that faft him tyes, Of auncient time there was a springing well, Himselfe in freighter bandes too ralh implies; From which fast trickled forth a silver flood, That to the ground he is perforce conftraynd Full of great vertues, and for med'cine good : To throw his ryder ; who can quickly ryfe Whylome, before that cursed dragon got From off the earth, with durty blood diftaynd, That happy land, and all with innocent blood For that reprochfull fall right fowly he dišdaynd: Defyld those facred waves, it rightly hot
The Well of Life, ne yet his vertues had forgot : And fercely tooke his trenchand blade in hand,
XXX. With which he stroke fo furious and fo fell, For unto life the dead it could restore, That nothing seenid the puiffaunce could withstand: And guilt of linfull crimes cleane wash away;