Chapter 56

Cant. V.

Prince Arthur heares of Florimell:three fosters Timias wound,Belphebe finds him almost dead,and reareth out of sownd[961].

Prince Arthur heares of Florimell:

three fosters Timias wound,

Belphebe finds him almost dead,

and reareth out of sownd[961].

Wonder it is to see, in diverse minds,iHow diversly loue doth his pageants play,And shewes his powre in variable kinds:The baser wit, whose idle thoughts alwayAre wont to cleave vnto the lowly clay,It stirreth vp to sensuall desire,And in lewd slouth to wast his carelesse day:But in brave sprite it kindles goodly fire,That to all high desert and honour doth aspire.

Wonder it is to see, in diverse minds,i

How diversly loue doth his pageants play,

And shewes his powre in variable kinds:

The baser wit, whose idle thoughts alway

Are wont to cleave vnto the lowly clay,

It stirreth vp to sensuall desire,

And in lewd slouth to wast his carelesse day:

But in brave sprite it kindles goodly fire,

That to all high desert and honour doth aspire.

Ne suffereth it vncomely idlenesse,iiIn his free thought to build her sluggish nest:Ne suffereth it thought of vngentlenesse,Euer to creepe into his noble brest,But to the highest and the worthiestLifteth it vp, that else would lowly fall:It lets not fall, it lets it not to rest:It lets not scarse this Prince to breath[962]at all,But to his first poursuit him forward still doth call.Who long time wandred through the forrest wyde,iiiTo finde some issue thence, till that at last[963]He met a Dwarfe, that seemed terrifydeWith some late perill, which he hardly past,Or other accident, which him aghast;Of whom he asked, whence he lately came,And whither now he trauelled so fast:For sore he swat, and running through that sameThicke forest, was bescratcht, and both his feet nigh lame.Panting for breath, and almost out of hart,ivThe Dwarfe him answerd, Sir, ill mote I stayTo tell the same. I lately did departFrom Faery court, where I haue many a daySerued a gentle Lady of great sway,And high accompt[964]through out all Elfin land,Who lately left the same, and tooke this way:Her now I seeke, and if ye vnderstandWhich way she fared hath, good Sir tell out of hand.What mister wight (said he) and how arayd?vRoyally clad (quoth he) in cloth of gold,As meetest may beseeme a noble mayd;Her faire lockes in rich circlet be enrold,A[965]fairer wight did neuer Sunne behold,And on a Palfrey rides more white then snow,Yet she her selfe is whiter manifold:The surest signe, whereby ye may her know,Is, that she is the fairest wight aliue, I trow.

Ne suffereth it vncomely idlenesse,ii

In his free thought to build her sluggish nest:

Ne suffereth it thought of vngentlenesse,

Euer to creepe into his noble brest,

But to the highest and the worthiest

Lifteth it vp, that else would lowly fall:

It lets not fall, it lets it not to rest:

It lets not scarse this Prince to breath[962]at all,

But to his first poursuit him forward still doth call.

Who long time wandred through the forrest wyde,iiiTo finde some issue thence, till that at last[963]He met a Dwarfe, that seemed terrifydeWith some late perill, which he hardly past,Or other accident, which him aghast;Of whom he asked, whence he lately came,And whither now he trauelled so fast:For sore he swat, and running through that sameThicke forest, was bescratcht, and both his feet nigh lame.

Who long time wandred through the forrest wyde,iii

To finde some issue thence, till that at last[963]

He met a Dwarfe, that seemed terrifyde

With some late perill, which he hardly past,

Or other accident, which him aghast;

Of whom he asked, whence he lately came,

And whither now he trauelled so fast:

For sore he swat, and running through that same

Thicke forest, was bescratcht, and both his feet nigh lame.

Panting for breath, and almost out of hart,ivThe Dwarfe him answerd, Sir, ill mote I stayTo tell the same. I lately did departFrom Faery court, where I haue many a daySerued a gentle Lady of great sway,And high accompt[964]through out all Elfin land,Who lately left the same, and tooke this way:Her now I seeke, and if ye vnderstandWhich way she fared hath, good Sir tell out of hand.

Panting for breath, and almost out of hart,iv

The Dwarfe him answerd, Sir, ill mote I stay

To tell the same. I lately did depart

From Faery court, where I haue many a day

Serued a gentle Lady of great sway,

And high accompt[964]through out all Elfin land,

Who lately left the same, and tooke this way:

Her now I seeke, and if ye vnderstand

Which way she fared hath, good Sir tell out of hand.

What mister wight (said he) and how arayd?vRoyally clad (quoth he) in cloth of gold,As meetest may beseeme a noble mayd;Her faire lockes in rich circlet be enrold,A[965]fairer wight did neuer Sunne behold,And on a Palfrey rides more white then snow,Yet she her selfe is whiter manifold:The surest signe, whereby ye may her know,Is, that she is the fairest wight aliue, I trow.

What mister wight (said he) and how arayd?v

Royally clad (quoth he) in cloth of gold,

As meetest may beseeme a noble mayd;

Her faire lockes in rich circlet be enrold,

A[965]fairer wight did neuer Sunne behold,

And on a Palfrey rides more white then snow,

Yet she her selfe is whiter manifold:

The surest signe, whereby ye may her know,

Is, that she is the fairest wight aliue, I trow.

Now certes swaine (said he) such one I weene,viFast flying through this forest from her fo,A foule ill fauoured foster, I haue seene;Her selfe, well as I might, I reskewd tho,But could not stay; so fast she did foregoe,Carried away with wings of speedy feare.Ah dearest God (quoth he) that is great woe,And wondrous ruth to all, that shall it heare.But can ye read Sir, how I may her find, or where?[966]Perdy me leuer were to weeten that,vii(Said he) then ransome of the richest knight,Or all the good that euer yet I gat:But froward fortune, and too forward NightSuch happinesse did, maulgre, to me spight,And fro me reft both life and light attone.But Dwarfe aread, what is that Lady bright,That through this forest wandreth thus alone;For of her errour straunge I haue great ruth and mone.That Lady is (quoth he) where so she bee,viiiThe bountiest virgin, and most debonaire,That euer liuing eye I weene did see;Liues none this day, that may with her compareIn stedfast chastitie and vertue rare,The goodly ornaments of beautie bright;And is yclepedFlorimellthe faire,FaireFlorimellbelou’d of many a[967]knight,Yet she loues none but one, thatMarinellis hight.A Sea-nymphes sonne, thatMarinellis hight,ixOf my deare Dame is loued dearely well;In other none, but him, she sets delight,All her delight is set onMarinell;But he sets nought at all byFlorimell:For Ladies loue his mother long ygoeDid him, they say, forwarne through sacred spell.But fame now flies, that of a forreine foeHe is yslaine, which is the ground of all our woe.

Now certes swaine (said he) such one I weene,vi

Fast flying through this forest from her fo,

A foule ill fauoured foster, I haue seene;

Her selfe, well as I might, I reskewd tho,

But could not stay; so fast she did foregoe,

Carried away with wings of speedy feare.

Ah dearest God (quoth he) that is great woe,

And wondrous ruth to all, that shall it heare.

But can ye read Sir, how I may her find, or where?[966]

Perdy me leuer were to weeten that,vii(Said he) then ransome of the richest knight,Or all the good that euer yet I gat:But froward fortune, and too forward NightSuch happinesse did, maulgre, to me spight,And fro me reft both life and light attone.But Dwarfe aread, what is that Lady bright,That through this forest wandreth thus alone;For of her errour straunge I haue great ruth and mone.

Perdy me leuer were to weeten that,vii

(Said he) then ransome of the richest knight,

Or all the good that euer yet I gat:

But froward fortune, and too forward Night

Such happinesse did, maulgre, to me spight,

And fro me reft both life and light attone.

But Dwarfe aread, what is that Lady bright,

That through this forest wandreth thus alone;

For of her errour straunge I haue great ruth and mone.

That Lady is (quoth he) where so she bee,viiiThe bountiest virgin, and most debonaire,That euer liuing eye I weene did see;Liues none this day, that may with her compareIn stedfast chastitie and vertue rare,The goodly ornaments of beautie bright;And is yclepedFlorimellthe faire,FaireFlorimellbelou’d of many a[967]knight,Yet she loues none but one, thatMarinellis hight.

That Lady is (quoth he) where so she bee,viii

The bountiest virgin, and most debonaire,

That euer liuing eye I weene did see;

Liues none this day, that may with her compare

In stedfast chastitie and vertue rare,

The goodly ornaments of beautie bright;

And is yclepedFlorimellthe faire,

FaireFlorimellbelou’d of many a[967]knight,

Yet she loues none but one, thatMarinellis hight.

A Sea-nymphes sonne, thatMarinellis hight,ixOf my deare Dame is loued dearely well;In other none, but him, she sets delight,All her delight is set onMarinell;But he sets nought at all byFlorimell:For Ladies loue his mother long ygoeDid him, they say, forwarne through sacred spell.But fame now flies, that of a forreine foeHe is yslaine, which is the ground of all our woe.

A Sea-nymphes sonne, thatMarinellis hight,ix

Of my deare Dame is loued dearely well;

In other none, but him, she sets delight,

All her delight is set onMarinell;

But he sets nought at all byFlorimell:

For Ladies loue his mother long ygoe

Did him, they say, forwarne through sacred spell.

But fame now flies, that of a forreine foe

He is yslaine, which is the ground of all our woe.

Fiue dayes there be, since he (they say) was slaine,xAnd foure, sinceFlorimellthe Court for-went,And vowed neuer to returne againe,Till him aliue or dead she did inuent.Therefore, faire Sir, for loue of knighthood gent,And honour of trew Ladies, if ye mayBy your good counsell, or bold hardiment,Or succour her, or me direct the way;Do one, or other good, I you most humbly pray.So may ye[968]gaine to you full great renowme,xiOf all good Ladies through the world so wide,And haply in her hart find highest rowme,Of whom ye seeke to be most magnifide:At least eternall meede shall you abide.To whom the Prince; Dwarfe, comfort to thee take,For till thou tidings learne, what her betide,I here auow thee neuer to forsake.Ill weares he armes, that nill them vse for Ladies sake.So with the Dwarfe he backe return’d againe,xiiTo seeke his Lady, where he mote her find;But by the way he greatly gan complaineThe want of his good Squire late left behind,For whom he wondrous pensiue grew in mind,For doubt[969]of daunger, which mote him betide;For him he loued aboue all mankind,Hauing him trew and faithfull[970]euer tride,And bold, as euer Squire that waited by knights side.Who all this while full hardly was assaydxiiiOf deadly daunger, which to him betid;For whiles his Lord pursewd that noble Mayd,After that foster fowle he fiercely rid,To bene auenged of the shame, he didTo that faire Damzell: Him he chaced longThrough the thicke woods, wherein he would haue hidHis shamefull head from his auengement strong,[971]And oft him threatned death for his outrageous wrong.

Fiue dayes there be, since he (they say) was slaine,x

And foure, sinceFlorimellthe Court for-went,

And vowed neuer to returne againe,

Till him aliue or dead she did inuent.

Therefore, faire Sir, for loue of knighthood gent,

And honour of trew Ladies, if ye may

By your good counsell, or bold hardiment,

Or succour her, or me direct the way;

Do one, or other good, I you most humbly pray.

So may ye[968]gaine to you full great renowme,xiOf all good Ladies through the world so wide,And haply in her hart find highest rowme,Of whom ye seeke to be most magnifide:At least eternall meede shall you abide.To whom the Prince; Dwarfe, comfort to thee take,For till thou tidings learne, what her betide,I here auow thee neuer to forsake.Ill weares he armes, that nill them vse for Ladies sake.

So may ye[968]gaine to you full great renowme,xi

Of all good Ladies through the world so wide,

And haply in her hart find highest rowme,

Of whom ye seeke to be most magnifide:

At least eternall meede shall you abide.

To whom the Prince; Dwarfe, comfort to thee take,

For till thou tidings learne, what her betide,

I here auow thee neuer to forsake.

Ill weares he armes, that nill them vse for Ladies sake.

So with the Dwarfe he backe return’d againe,xiiTo seeke his Lady, where he mote her find;But by the way he greatly gan complaineThe want of his good Squire late left behind,For whom he wondrous pensiue grew in mind,For doubt[969]of daunger, which mote him betide;For him he loued aboue all mankind,Hauing him trew and faithfull[970]euer tride,And bold, as euer Squire that waited by knights side.

So with the Dwarfe he backe return’d againe,xii

To seeke his Lady, where he mote her find;

But by the way he greatly gan complaine

The want of his good Squire late left behind,

For whom he wondrous pensiue grew in mind,

For doubt[969]of daunger, which mote him betide;

For him he loued aboue all mankind,

Hauing him trew and faithfull[970]euer tride,

And bold, as euer Squire that waited by knights side.

Who all this while full hardly was assaydxiiiOf deadly daunger, which to him betid;For whiles his Lord pursewd that noble Mayd,After that foster fowle he fiercely rid,To bene auenged of the shame, he didTo that faire Damzell: Him he chaced longThrough the thicke woods, wherein he would haue hidHis shamefull head from his auengement strong,[971]And oft him threatned death for his outrageous wrong.

Who all this while full hardly was assaydxiii

Of deadly daunger, which to him betid;

For whiles his Lord pursewd that noble Mayd,

After that foster fowle he fiercely rid,

To bene auenged of the shame, he did

To that faire Damzell: Him he chaced long

Through the thicke woods, wherein he would haue hid

His shamefull head from his auengement strong,[971]

And oft him threatned death for his outrageous wrong.

Nathlesse the villen sped him selfe so well,xivWhether through swiftnesse of his speedy beast,[972]Or knowledge of those woods, where he did dwell,That shortly he from daunger was releast,And out of sight escaped at the least;Yet not escaped from the dew rewardOf his bad deeds, which dayly he increast,Ne ceased not, till him oppressed hardThe heauy plague, that for such leachours is prepard.For soone as he was vanisht out of sight,xvHis coward courage gan emboldned bee,And cast t’auenge him of that fowle despight,Which he had borne of his bold enimee.Tho to his brethren came: for they were threeVngratious children of one gracelesse sire,And vnto them complained, how that heHad vsed bene of that foolehardy Squire;So them with bitter words he stird to bloudy ire.Forthwith themselues with their sad instrumentsxviOf spoyle and murder they gan arme byliue,And with him forth into the forest went,To wreake the wrath, which he did earst reuiueIn their sterne brests, on him which late did driueTheir brother to reproch and shamefull flight:For they had vow’d, that neuer he aliueOut of that forest should escape their might;Vile rancour their rude harts had fild with such despight.Within that wood there was a couert glade,xviiForeby a narrow foord, to them well knowne,Through which it was vneath for wight to wade[973];And now by fortune it was ouerflowne:By that same way they knew that Squire vnknowneMote algates passe; for thy themselues they setThere in await, with thicke woods ouer growne,And all the while their malice they did whetWith cruell threats, his passage through the ford to let.

Nathlesse the villen sped him selfe so well,xiv

Whether through swiftnesse of his speedy beast,[972]

Or knowledge of those woods, where he did dwell,

That shortly he from daunger was releast,

And out of sight escaped at the least;

Yet not escaped from the dew reward

Of his bad deeds, which dayly he increast,

Ne ceased not, till him oppressed hard

The heauy plague, that for such leachours is prepard.

For soone as he was vanisht out of sight,xvHis coward courage gan emboldned bee,And cast t’auenge him of that fowle despight,Which he had borne of his bold enimee.Tho to his brethren came: for they were threeVngratious children of one gracelesse sire,And vnto them complained, how that heHad vsed bene of that foolehardy Squire;So them with bitter words he stird to bloudy ire.

For soone as he was vanisht out of sight,xv

His coward courage gan emboldned bee,

And cast t’auenge him of that fowle despight,

Which he had borne of his bold enimee.

Tho to his brethren came: for they were three

Vngratious children of one gracelesse sire,

And vnto them complained, how that he

Had vsed bene of that foolehardy Squire;

So them with bitter words he stird to bloudy ire.

Forthwith themselues with their sad instrumentsxviOf spoyle and murder they gan arme byliue,And with him forth into the forest went,To wreake the wrath, which he did earst reuiueIn their sterne brests, on him which late did driueTheir brother to reproch and shamefull flight:For they had vow’d, that neuer he aliueOut of that forest should escape their might;Vile rancour their rude harts had fild with such despight.

Forthwith themselues with their sad instrumentsxvi

Of spoyle and murder they gan arme byliue,

And with him forth into the forest went,

To wreake the wrath, which he did earst reuiue

In their sterne brests, on him which late did driue

Their brother to reproch and shamefull flight:

For they had vow’d, that neuer he aliue

Out of that forest should escape their might;

Vile rancour their rude harts had fild with such despight.

Within that wood there was a couert glade,xviiForeby a narrow foord, to them well knowne,Through which it was vneath for wight to wade[973];And now by fortune it was ouerflowne:By that same way they knew that Squire vnknowneMote algates passe; for thy themselues they setThere in await, with thicke woods ouer growne,And all the while their malice they did whetWith cruell threats, his passage through the ford to let.

Within that wood there was a couert glade,xvii

Foreby a narrow foord, to them well knowne,

Through which it was vneath for wight to wade[973];

And now by fortune it was ouerflowne:

By that same way they knew that Squire vnknowne

Mote algates passe; for thy themselues they set

There in await, with thicke woods ouer growne,

And all the while their malice they did whet

With cruell threats, his passage through the ford to let.

It fortuned, as they deuized had,xviiiThe gentle Squire came ryding that same way,Vnweeting of their wile and treason bad,And through the ford to passen did assay;But that fierce foster, which late fled away,Stoutly forth stepping on the further shore,Him boldly bad his passage there to stay,Till he had made amends, and full restoreFor all the damage, which he had him doen afore.With that at him a quiu’ring dart he threw,xixWith so fell force and villeinous despighte,That through his haberieon[974]the forkehead flew,And through the linked mayles empierced quite,But had no[975]powre in his soft flesh to bite:That stroke the hardy Squire did sore displease,But more that him he could not come to smite;For by no meanes the high banke he could sease,But labour’d long in that deepe ford with vaine disease.And still the foster with his long bore-spearexxHim kept from landing at his wished will;Anone one sent out of the thicket neareA cruell shaft, headed with deadly ill,And fethered with an vnlucky quill;The wicked steele stayd not, till it did lightIn his left thigh, and deepely did it thrill:Exceeding griefe that wound in him empight,But more that with his foes he could not come to fight.At last through wrath and vengeaunce making way,xxiHe on the bancke arriu’d with mickle paine,Where the third brother him did sore assay,And droue at him with all his might and maineA forrest bill, which both his hands did straine;But warily he did auoide the blow,And with his speare requited him againe,That both his sides were thrilled with the throw,And a large streame of bloud[976]out of the wound did flow.

It fortuned, as they deuized had,xviii

The gentle Squire came ryding that same way,

Vnweeting of their wile and treason bad,

And through the ford to passen did assay;

But that fierce foster, which late fled away,

Stoutly forth stepping on the further shore,

Him boldly bad his passage there to stay,

Till he had made amends, and full restore

For all the damage, which he had him doen afore.

With that at him a quiu’ring dart he threw,xixWith so fell force and villeinous despighte,That through his haberieon[974]the forkehead flew,And through the linked mayles empierced quite,But had no[975]powre in his soft flesh to bite:That stroke the hardy Squire did sore displease,But more that him he could not come to smite;For by no meanes the high banke he could sease,But labour’d long in that deepe ford with vaine disease.

With that at him a quiu’ring dart he threw,xix

With so fell force and villeinous despighte,

That through his haberieon[974]the forkehead flew,

And through the linked mayles empierced quite,

But had no[975]powre in his soft flesh to bite:

That stroke the hardy Squire did sore displease,

But more that him he could not come to smite;

For by no meanes the high banke he could sease,

But labour’d long in that deepe ford with vaine disease.

And still the foster with his long bore-spearexxHim kept from landing at his wished will;Anone one sent out of the thicket neareA cruell shaft, headed with deadly ill,And fethered with an vnlucky quill;The wicked steele stayd not, till it did lightIn his left thigh, and deepely did it thrill:Exceeding griefe that wound in him empight,But more that with his foes he could not come to fight.

And still the foster with his long bore-spearexx

Him kept from landing at his wished will;

Anone one sent out of the thicket neare

A cruell shaft, headed with deadly ill,

And fethered with an vnlucky quill;

The wicked steele stayd not, till it did light

In his left thigh, and deepely did it thrill:

Exceeding griefe that wound in him empight,

But more that with his foes he could not come to fight.

At last through wrath and vengeaunce making way,xxiHe on the bancke arriu’d with mickle paine,Where the third brother him did sore assay,And droue at him with all his might and maineA forrest bill, which both his hands did straine;But warily he did auoide the blow,And with his speare requited him againe,That both his sides were thrilled with the throw,And a large streame of bloud[976]out of the wound did flow.

At last through wrath and vengeaunce making way,xxi

He on the bancke arriu’d with mickle paine,

Where the third brother him did sore assay,

And droue at him with all his might and maine

A forrest bill, which both his hands did straine;

But warily he did auoide the blow,

And with his speare requited him againe,

That both his sides were thrilled with the throw,

And a large streame of bloud[976]out of the wound did flow.

He tombling downe, with gnashing teeth did bitexxiiThe bitter earth, and bad to let him inInto the balefull house of endlesse night,Where wicked ghosts do waile their former sin.Tho gan the battell freshly to begin;For nathemore for that spectacle bad,Did th’other two their cruell vengeaunce blin,But both attonce on both sides him bestad,And load vpon him layd, his life for to haue had.Tho when that villain he auiz’d, which latexxiiiAffrighted had the fairestFlorimell,Full of fiers fury, and indignant hate,To him he turned, and with rigour fellSmote him so rudely on the Pannikell,That to the chin he cleft his head in twaine:Downe on the ground his carkas groueling fell;His sinfull soule with desperate disdaine,Out of her fleshly ferme fled to the place of paine.That seeing now the onely last of three,xxivWho with that wicked shaft him wounded had,Trembling with horrour, as that did foreseeThe fearefull end of his auengement sad,Through which he follow should his brethren bad,His bootelesse bow in feeble hand vpcaught,And therewith shot an arrow at the lad;Which faintly fluttring, scarce his helmet raught,And glauncing fell to ground, but him annoyed naught.With that he would haue fled into the wood;xxvButTimiashim lightly ouerhent,Right as he entring was into the flood,And strooke at him with force so violent,That headlesse him into the foord he sent:The carkas with the streame was carried downe,But th’head fell backeward on the Continent.So mischief fel vpon the meaners crowne;They three be dead with shame, the Squire liues with renowne.

He tombling downe, with gnashing teeth did bitexxii

The bitter earth, and bad to let him in

Into the balefull house of endlesse night,

Where wicked ghosts do waile their former sin.

Tho gan the battell freshly to begin;

For nathemore for that spectacle bad,

Did th’other two their cruell vengeaunce blin,

But both attonce on both sides him bestad,

And load vpon him layd, his life for to haue had.

Tho when that villain he auiz’d, which latexxiiiAffrighted had the fairestFlorimell,Full of fiers fury, and indignant hate,To him he turned, and with rigour fellSmote him so rudely on the Pannikell,That to the chin he cleft his head in twaine:Downe on the ground his carkas groueling fell;His sinfull soule with desperate disdaine,Out of her fleshly ferme fled to the place of paine.

Tho when that villain he auiz’d, which latexxiii

Affrighted had the fairestFlorimell,

Full of fiers fury, and indignant hate,

To him he turned, and with rigour fell

Smote him so rudely on the Pannikell,

That to the chin he cleft his head in twaine:

Downe on the ground his carkas groueling fell;

His sinfull soule with desperate disdaine,

Out of her fleshly ferme fled to the place of paine.

That seeing now the onely last of three,xxivWho with that wicked shaft him wounded had,Trembling with horrour, as that did foreseeThe fearefull end of his auengement sad,Through which he follow should his brethren bad,His bootelesse bow in feeble hand vpcaught,And therewith shot an arrow at the lad;Which faintly fluttring, scarce his helmet raught,And glauncing fell to ground, but him annoyed naught.

That seeing now the onely last of three,xxiv

Who with that wicked shaft him wounded had,

Trembling with horrour, as that did foresee

The fearefull end of his auengement sad,

Through which he follow should his brethren bad,

His bootelesse bow in feeble hand vpcaught,

And therewith shot an arrow at the lad;

Which faintly fluttring, scarce his helmet raught,

And glauncing fell to ground, but him annoyed naught.

With that he would haue fled into the wood;xxvButTimiashim lightly ouerhent,Right as he entring was into the flood,And strooke at him with force so violent,That headlesse him into the foord he sent:The carkas with the streame was carried downe,But th’head fell backeward on the Continent.So mischief fel vpon the meaners crowne;They three be dead with shame, the Squire liues with renowne.

With that he would haue fled into the wood;xxv

ButTimiashim lightly ouerhent,

Right as he entring was into the flood,

And strooke at him with force so violent,

That headlesse him into the foord he sent:

The carkas with the streame was carried downe,

But th’head fell backeward on the Continent.

So mischief fel vpon the meaners crowne;

They three be dead with shame, the Squire liues with renowne.

He liues, but takes small ioy of his renowne;xxviFor of that cruell wound he bled so sore,That from his steed he fell in deadly swowne;Yet still the bloud forth gusht in so great store,That he lay wallowd all in his owne gore.Now God thee keepe, thou gentlest Squire aliue,Else shall thy louing Lord thee see no more,But both of comfort him thou shalt depriue,And eke thy selfe of honour, which thou didst atchiue.Prouidence heauenly passeth liuing thought,xxviiAnd doth for wretched mens reliefs make way;For loe great grace or fortune thither broughtComfort to him, that comfortlesse now lay.In those same woods, ye well remember may,How that a noble hunteresse did wonne,She, that baseBraggadochiodid affray,And made him fast out of the forrest runne;Belphœbewas her name, as faire asPhœbussunne.She on a day, as she pursewd the chacexxviiiOf some wild beast, which with her arrowes keeneShe wounded had, the same along did traceBy tract of bloud, which she had freshly seene,To haue besprinckled all the grassy greene;By the great persue, which she there perceau’d,Well hoped she the beast engor’d had beene,And made more hast, the life to haue bereau’d:But ah, her expectation greatly was deceau’d.Shortly she came, whereas that woefull SquirexxixWith bloud deformed, lay in deadly swownd:In whose faire eyes, like lamps of quenched fire,The Christall humour stood congealed rownd;His locks, like faded leaues fallen to grownd,Knotted with bloud, in bounches rudely ran,And his sweete lips, on which before that stowndThe bud of youth to blossome faire began,Spoild of their rosie red, were woxen pale and wan.

He liues, but takes small ioy of his renowne;xxvi

For of that cruell wound he bled so sore,

That from his steed he fell in deadly swowne;

Yet still the bloud forth gusht in so great store,

That he lay wallowd all in his owne gore.

Now God thee keepe, thou gentlest Squire aliue,

Else shall thy louing Lord thee see no more,

But both of comfort him thou shalt depriue,

And eke thy selfe of honour, which thou didst atchiue.

Prouidence heauenly passeth liuing thought,xxviiAnd doth for wretched mens reliefs make way;For loe great grace or fortune thither broughtComfort to him, that comfortlesse now lay.In those same woods, ye well remember may,How that a noble hunteresse did wonne,She, that baseBraggadochiodid affray,And made him fast out of the forrest runne;Belphœbewas her name, as faire asPhœbussunne.

Prouidence heauenly passeth liuing thought,xxvii

And doth for wretched mens reliefs make way;

For loe great grace or fortune thither brought

Comfort to him, that comfortlesse now lay.

In those same woods, ye well remember may,

How that a noble hunteresse did wonne,

She, that baseBraggadochiodid affray,

And made him fast out of the forrest runne;

Belphœbewas her name, as faire asPhœbussunne.

She on a day, as she pursewd the chacexxviiiOf some wild beast, which with her arrowes keeneShe wounded had, the same along did traceBy tract of bloud, which she had freshly seene,To haue besprinckled all the grassy greene;By the great persue, which she there perceau’d,Well hoped she the beast engor’d had beene,And made more hast, the life to haue bereau’d:But ah, her expectation greatly was deceau’d.

She on a day, as she pursewd the chacexxviii

Of some wild beast, which with her arrowes keene

She wounded had, the same along did trace

By tract of bloud, which she had freshly seene,

To haue besprinckled all the grassy greene;

By the great persue, which she there perceau’d,

Well hoped she the beast engor’d had beene,

And made more hast, the life to haue bereau’d:

But ah, her expectation greatly was deceau’d.

Shortly she came, whereas that woefull SquirexxixWith bloud deformed, lay in deadly swownd:In whose faire eyes, like lamps of quenched fire,The Christall humour stood congealed rownd;His locks, like faded leaues fallen to grownd,Knotted with bloud, in bounches rudely ran,And his sweete lips, on which before that stowndThe bud of youth to blossome faire began,Spoild of their rosie red, were woxen pale and wan.

Shortly she came, whereas that woefull Squirexxix

With bloud deformed, lay in deadly swownd:

In whose faire eyes, like lamps of quenched fire,

The Christall humour stood congealed rownd;

His locks, like faded leaues fallen to grownd,

Knotted with bloud, in bounches rudely ran,

And his sweete lips, on which before that stownd

The bud of youth to blossome faire began,

Spoild of their rosie red, were woxen pale and wan.

Saw neuer liuing eye more heauy sight,xxxThat could haue made a rocke of stone to rew,Or riue in twaine: which when that Lady brightBesides all hope with melting eyes did vew,All suddeinly abasht she chaunged hew,And with sterne horrour backward gan to start:But when she better[977]him beheld, she grewFull of soft passion and vnwonted smart:The point of pitty perced through her tender hart.Meekely she bowed downe, to weete if lifexxxiYet in his frosen members did remaine,And feeling by his pulses beating rife,That the weake soule her seat did yet retaine,She cast to comfort him with busie paine:His double folded necke she reard vpright,And rubd his temples, and each trembling vaine;His mayled haberieon she did vndight,And from his head his heauy burganet did light.Into the woods thenceforth in hast she went,xxxiiTo seeke for hearbes, that mote him remedy;For she of hearbes had great intendiment,Taught of the Nymphe, which from her infancyHer nourced[978]had in trew Nobility:There, whether it diuineTobaccowere,OrPanachæaorPolygony,She found, and brought it to her patient deareWho al this while lay bleeding out his hart-bloud neare.The soueraigne weede betwixt two marbles plainexxxiiiShe pownded small, and did in peeces bruze,And then atweene her lilly handes twaine,Into his wound the iuyce thereof did scruze,And round about, as she could well it vze,The flesh therewith she suppled and did steepe,T’abate all spasme, and soke the swelling bruze,And after hauing searcht the intuse deepe,She with her scarfe did bind the wound from cold to keepe.

Saw neuer liuing eye more heauy sight,xxx

That could haue made a rocke of stone to rew,

Or riue in twaine: which when that Lady bright

Besides all hope with melting eyes did vew,

All suddeinly abasht she chaunged hew,

And with sterne horrour backward gan to start:

But when she better[977]him beheld, she grew

Full of soft passion and vnwonted smart:

The point of pitty perced through her tender hart.

Meekely she bowed downe, to weete if lifexxxiYet in his frosen members did remaine,And feeling by his pulses beating rife,That the weake soule her seat did yet retaine,She cast to comfort him with busie paine:His double folded necke she reard vpright,And rubd his temples, and each trembling vaine;His mayled haberieon she did vndight,And from his head his heauy burganet did light.

Meekely she bowed downe, to weete if lifexxxi

Yet in his frosen members did remaine,

And feeling by his pulses beating rife,

That the weake soule her seat did yet retaine,

She cast to comfort him with busie paine:

His double folded necke she reard vpright,

And rubd his temples, and each trembling vaine;

His mayled haberieon she did vndight,

And from his head his heauy burganet did light.

Into the woods thenceforth in hast she went,xxxiiTo seeke for hearbes, that mote him remedy;For she of hearbes had great intendiment,Taught of the Nymphe, which from her infancyHer nourced[978]had in trew Nobility:There, whether it diuineTobaccowere,OrPanachæaorPolygony,She found, and brought it to her patient deareWho al this while lay bleeding out his hart-bloud neare.

Into the woods thenceforth in hast she went,xxxii

To seeke for hearbes, that mote him remedy;

For she of hearbes had great intendiment,

Taught of the Nymphe, which from her infancy

Her nourced[978]had in trew Nobility:

There, whether it diuineTobaccowere,

OrPanachæaorPolygony,

She found, and brought it to her patient deare

Who al this while lay bleeding out his hart-bloud neare.

The soueraigne weede betwixt two marbles plainexxxiiiShe pownded small, and did in peeces bruze,And then atweene her lilly handes twaine,Into his wound the iuyce thereof did scruze,And round about, as she could well it vze,The flesh therewith she suppled and did steepe,T’abate all spasme, and soke the swelling bruze,And after hauing searcht the intuse deepe,She with her scarfe did bind the wound from cold to keepe.

The soueraigne weede betwixt two marbles plainexxxiii

She pownded small, and did in peeces bruze,

And then atweene her lilly handes twaine,

Into his wound the iuyce thereof did scruze,

And round about, as she could well it vze,

The flesh therewith she suppled and did steepe,

T’abate all spasme, and soke the swelling bruze,

And after hauing searcht the intuse deepe,

She with her scarfe did bind the wound from cold to keepe.

By this he had sweete life recur’d againe,xxxivAnd groning inly deepe, at last his eyes,His watry eyes, drizling like deawy raine,He vp gan lift toward the azure skies,From whence descend all hopelesse remedies:Therewith he sigh’d, and turning him aside,The goodly Mayd full of diuinities,And gifts of heauenly grace he by him spide,Her bow and gilden quiuer lying him beside.Mercy deare Lord (said he) what grace is this,xxxvThat thou hast shewed to me sinfull wight,To send thine Angell from her bowre of blis,To comfort me in my distressed plight?Angell, or Goddesse do I call thee right?What seruice may I do vnto thee meete,That hast from darkenesse me returnd to light,And with thy heauenly salues and med’cines sweete,Hast drest my sinfull wounds? I kisse thy blessed feete.Thereat she blushing said, Ah gentle Squire,xxxviNor Goddesse I, nor Angell, but the Mayd,And daughter of a woody Nymphe, desireNo seruice, but thy safety and ayd;Which if thou gaine, I shalbe well apayd.We mortall wights, whose liues and fortunes beeTo commun[979]accidents still open layd,Are bound with commun[980]bond of frailtee,To succour wretched wights, whom we captiued see.By this her Damzels, which the former chacexxxviiHad vndertaken after her, arriu’d[981],As didBelphœbe, in the bloudy place,And thereby deemd the beast had bene depriu’dOf life, whom late their Ladies arrow ryu’d:For thy the bloudy tract they follow fast,And euery one to runne the swiftest stryu’d;But two of them the rest far ouerpast,And where their Lady was, arriued at the last.

By this he had sweete life recur’d againe,xxxiv

And groning inly deepe, at last his eyes,

His watry eyes, drizling like deawy raine,

He vp gan lift toward the azure skies,

From whence descend all hopelesse remedies:

Therewith he sigh’d, and turning him aside,

The goodly Mayd full of diuinities,

And gifts of heauenly grace he by him spide,

Her bow and gilden quiuer lying him beside.

Mercy deare Lord (said he) what grace is this,xxxvThat thou hast shewed to me sinfull wight,To send thine Angell from her bowre of blis,To comfort me in my distressed plight?Angell, or Goddesse do I call thee right?What seruice may I do vnto thee meete,That hast from darkenesse me returnd to light,And with thy heauenly salues and med’cines sweete,Hast drest my sinfull wounds? I kisse thy blessed feete.

Mercy deare Lord (said he) what grace is this,xxxv

That thou hast shewed to me sinfull wight,

To send thine Angell from her bowre of blis,

To comfort me in my distressed plight?

Angell, or Goddesse do I call thee right?

What seruice may I do vnto thee meete,

That hast from darkenesse me returnd to light,

And with thy heauenly salues and med’cines sweete,

Hast drest my sinfull wounds? I kisse thy blessed feete.

Thereat she blushing said, Ah gentle Squire,xxxviNor Goddesse I, nor Angell, but the Mayd,And daughter of a woody Nymphe, desireNo seruice, but thy safety and ayd;Which if thou gaine, I shalbe well apayd.We mortall wights, whose liues and fortunes beeTo commun[979]accidents still open layd,Are bound with commun[980]bond of frailtee,To succour wretched wights, whom we captiued see.

Thereat she blushing said, Ah gentle Squire,xxxvi

Nor Goddesse I, nor Angell, but the Mayd,

And daughter of a woody Nymphe, desire

No seruice, but thy safety and ayd;

Which if thou gaine, I shalbe well apayd.

We mortall wights, whose liues and fortunes bee

To commun[979]accidents still open layd,

Are bound with commun[980]bond of frailtee,

To succour wretched wights, whom we captiued see.

By this her Damzels, which the former chacexxxviiHad vndertaken after her, arriu’d[981],As didBelphœbe, in the bloudy place,And thereby deemd the beast had bene depriu’dOf life, whom late their Ladies arrow ryu’d:For thy the bloudy tract they follow fast,And euery one to runne the swiftest stryu’d;But two of them the rest far ouerpast,And where their Lady was, arriued at the last.

By this her Damzels, which the former chacexxxvii

Had vndertaken after her, arriu’d[981],

As didBelphœbe, in the bloudy place,

And thereby deemd the beast had bene depriu’d

Of life, whom late their Ladies arrow ryu’d:

For thy the bloudy tract they follow fast,

And euery one to runne the swiftest stryu’d;

But two of them the rest far ouerpast,

And where their Lady was, arriued at the last.

Where when they saw that goodly boy, with bloodxxxviiiDefowled, and their Lady dresse his wownd,They wondred much, and shortly vnderstood,How him in deadly case their Lady fownd,And reskewed out of the heauy stownd.Eftsoones his warlike courser, which was straydFarre in the woods, whiles that he lay in swownd,She made those Damzels search, which being stayd,They did him set thereon, and forth with[982]them conuayd.Into that forest farre they thence him led,xxxixWhere was their dwelling, in a pleasant glade,With mountaines round about enuironed,And mighty woods, which did the valley shade,And like a stately Theatre it made,Spreading it selfe into a spatious plaine.And in the midst a little riuer plaideEmongst the pumy stones, which seemd to plaineWith gentle murmure, that his[983]course they did restraine.Beside the same a dainty place there lay,xlPlanted with mirtle trees and laurels greene,In which the birds song many a louely layOf gods high prayse, and of their loues sweet[984]teene,As it an earthly Paradize had beene:In whose enclosed shadow there was pightA faire Pauilion, scarcely to be seene,The which was all within most richly dight,That greatest Princes liuing[985]it mote well delight.Thither they brought that wounded Squire, and laydxliIn easie couch his feeble limbes to rest,He rested him a while, and then the MaydHis ready wound with better salues new drest;Dayly she dressed him, and did the bestHis grieuous hurt to garish[986], that she might,That shortly she his dolour hath redrest,And his foule sore reduced to faire plight:It she reduced, but himselfe destroyed quight.

Where when they saw that goodly boy, with bloodxxxviii

Defowled, and their Lady dresse his wownd,

They wondred much, and shortly vnderstood,

How him in deadly case their Lady fownd,

And reskewed out of the heauy stownd.

Eftsoones his warlike courser, which was strayd

Farre in the woods, whiles that he lay in swownd,

She made those Damzels search, which being stayd,

They did him set thereon, and forth with[982]them conuayd.

Into that forest farre they thence him led,xxxixWhere was their dwelling, in a pleasant glade,With mountaines round about enuironed,And mighty woods, which did the valley shade,And like a stately Theatre it made,Spreading it selfe into a spatious plaine.And in the midst a little riuer plaideEmongst the pumy stones, which seemd to plaineWith gentle murmure, that his[983]course they did restraine.

Into that forest farre they thence him led,xxxix

Where was their dwelling, in a pleasant glade,

With mountaines round about enuironed,

And mighty woods, which did the valley shade,

And like a stately Theatre it made,

Spreading it selfe into a spatious plaine.

And in the midst a little riuer plaide

Emongst the pumy stones, which seemd to plaine

With gentle murmure, that his[983]course they did restraine.

Beside the same a dainty place there lay,xlPlanted with mirtle trees and laurels greene,In which the birds song many a louely layOf gods high prayse, and of their loues sweet[984]teene,As it an earthly Paradize had beene:In whose enclosed shadow there was pightA faire Pauilion, scarcely to be seene,The which was all within most richly dight,That greatest Princes liuing[985]it mote well delight.

Beside the same a dainty place there lay,xl

Planted with mirtle trees and laurels greene,

In which the birds song many a louely lay

Of gods high prayse, and of their loues sweet[984]teene,

As it an earthly Paradize had beene:

In whose enclosed shadow there was pight

A faire Pauilion, scarcely to be seene,

The which was all within most richly dight,

That greatest Princes liuing[985]it mote well delight.

Thither they brought that wounded Squire, and laydxliIn easie couch his feeble limbes to rest,He rested him a while, and then the MaydHis ready wound with better salues new drest;Dayly she dressed him, and did the bestHis grieuous hurt to garish[986], that she might,That shortly she his dolour hath redrest,And his foule sore reduced to faire plight:It she reduced, but himselfe destroyed quight.

Thither they brought that wounded Squire, and laydxli

In easie couch his feeble limbes to rest,

He rested him a while, and then the Mayd

His ready wound with better salues new drest;

Dayly she dressed him, and did the best

His grieuous hurt to garish[986], that she might,

That shortly she his dolour hath redrest,

And his foule sore reduced to faire plight:

It she reduced, but himselfe destroyed quight.

O foolish Physick, and vnfruitfull paine,xliiThat heales vp one and makes another wound:She his hurt thigh to him recur’d againe,But hurt his hart, the which before was sound,Through an vnwary dart, which did reboundFrom her faire eyes and gracious countenaunce.What bootes it him from death to be vnbound,To be captiued in endlesse duraunceOf sorrow and despaire without aleggeaunce?Still as his wound did gather, and grow hole,xliiiSo still his hart woxe sore, and health decayd:Madnesse to saue a part, and lose the whole.Still whenas he beheld the heauenly Mayd,Whiles dayly plaisters to his wound she layd,So still his Malady the more increast,The whiles her matchlesse beautie him dismayd.Ah God, what other could he do at least,But loue so faire a Lady, that his life releast?Long while he stroue in his courageous brest,xlivWith reason dew the passion to subdew,And loue for to dislodge out of his nest:Still when her excellencies he did vew,Her soueraigne bounty, and celestiall hew,The same to loue he strongly was constraind:But when his meane estate he did reuew[987],He from such hardy boldnesse was restraind,And of his lucklesse lot and cruell loue thus plaind.Vnthankfull wretch (said he) is this the meed,xlvWith which her soueraigne mercy thou doest quight?Thy life she saued by her gracious deed,But thou doest weene with villeinous despight,To blot her honour, and her heauenly light.Dye rather, dye, then so disloyallyDeeme of her high desert, or seeme so light:Faire death it is to shonne more shame, to dy:Dye rather, dy, then euer loue disloyally.

O foolish Physick, and vnfruitfull paine,xlii

That heales vp one and makes another wound:

She his hurt thigh to him recur’d againe,

But hurt his hart, the which before was sound,

Through an vnwary dart, which did rebound

From her faire eyes and gracious countenaunce.

What bootes it him from death to be vnbound,

To be captiued in endlesse duraunce

Of sorrow and despaire without aleggeaunce?

Still as his wound did gather, and grow hole,xliiiSo still his hart woxe sore, and health decayd:Madnesse to saue a part, and lose the whole.Still whenas he beheld the heauenly Mayd,Whiles dayly plaisters to his wound she layd,So still his Malady the more increast,The whiles her matchlesse beautie him dismayd.Ah God, what other could he do at least,But loue so faire a Lady, that his life releast?

Still as his wound did gather, and grow hole,xliii

So still his hart woxe sore, and health decayd:

Madnesse to saue a part, and lose the whole.

Still whenas he beheld the heauenly Mayd,

Whiles dayly plaisters to his wound she layd,

So still his Malady the more increast,

The whiles her matchlesse beautie him dismayd.

Ah God, what other could he do at least,

But loue so faire a Lady, that his life releast?

Long while he stroue in his courageous brest,xlivWith reason dew the passion to subdew,And loue for to dislodge out of his nest:Still when her excellencies he did vew,Her soueraigne bounty, and celestiall hew,The same to loue he strongly was constraind:But when his meane estate he did reuew[987],He from such hardy boldnesse was restraind,And of his lucklesse lot and cruell loue thus plaind.

Long while he stroue in his courageous brest,xliv

With reason dew the passion to subdew,

And loue for to dislodge out of his nest:

Still when her excellencies he did vew,

Her soueraigne bounty, and celestiall hew,

The same to loue he strongly was constraind:

But when his meane estate he did reuew[987],

He from such hardy boldnesse was restraind,

And of his lucklesse lot and cruell loue thus plaind.

Vnthankfull wretch (said he) is this the meed,xlvWith which her soueraigne mercy thou doest quight?Thy life she saued by her gracious deed,But thou doest weene with villeinous despight,To blot her honour, and her heauenly light.Dye rather, dye, then so disloyallyDeeme of her high desert, or seeme so light:Faire death it is to shonne more shame, to dy:Dye rather, dy, then euer loue disloyally.

Vnthankfull wretch (said he) is this the meed,xlv

With which her soueraigne mercy thou doest quight?

Thy life she saued by her gracious deed,

But thou doest weene with villeinous despight,

To blot her honour, and her heauenly light.

Dye rather, dye, then so disloyally

Deeme of her high desert, or seeme so light:

Faire death it is to shonne more shame, to dy:

Dye rather, dy, then euer loue disloyally.

But if to loue disloyalty it bee,xlviShall I then hate her, that from deathes doreMe brought? ah farre be such reproch fro mee.What can I lesse do, then her loue therefore,Sith I her dew reward cannot restore?[988]Dye rather, dye, and dying do her serue,Dying her serue, and liuing her adore;Thy life she gaue, thy life she doth deserue:Dye rather, dye, then euer from her seruice swerue.But foolish boy, what bootes thy seruice bacexlviiTo her, to whom the heauens do serue and sew?Thou a meane Squire, of meeke and lowly place,She heauenly borne, and of celestiall hew.How then? of all loue taketh equall vew:And doth not highest God vouchsafe to takeThe loue and seruice of the basest crew?If she will not, dye meekly for her sake;Dye rather, dye, then euer so faire loue forsake.Thus warreid he long time against his will,xlviiiTill that through weaknesse he was forst at last,To yield himselfe vnto the mighty ill:Which as a victour proud, gan ransack fastHis inward parts, and all his entrayles wast,That neither bloud in face, nor life in hartIt left, but both did quite drye vp, and blast;As percing leuin, which the inner partOf euery thing consumes, and calcineth by art.Which seeing faireBelphœbe, gan to feare,xlixLeast that his wound were inly well not healed,Or that the wicked steele empoysned were:Litle she weend, that loue he close concealed;Yet still he wasted, as the snow congealed,When the bright sunne his beams thereon doth beat;Yet neuer he his hart to her reuealed,But rather chose to dye for sorrow great,Then with dishonorable termes her to entreat.

But if to loue disloyalty it bee,xlvi

Shall I then hate her, that from deathes dore

Me brought? ah farre be such reproch fro mee.

What can I lesse do, then her loue therefore,

Sith I her dew reward cannot restore?[988]

Dye rather, dye, and dying do her serue,

Dying her serue, and liuing her adore;

Thy life she gaue, thy life she doth deserue:

Dye rather, dye, then euer from her seruice swerue.

But foolish boy, what bootes thy seruice bacexlviiTo her, to whom the heauens do serue and sew?Thou a meane Squire, of meeke and lowly place,She heauenly borne, and of celestiall hew.How then? of all loue taketh equall vew:And doth not highest God vouchsafe to takeThe loue and seruice of the basest crew?If she will not, dye meekly for her sake;Dye rather, dye, then euer so faire loue forsake.

But foolish boy, what bootes thy seruice bacexlvii

To her, to whom the heauens do serue and sew?

Thou a meane Squire, of meeke and lowly place,

She heauenly borne, and of celestiall hew.

How then? of all loue taketh equall vew:

And doth not highest God vouchsafe to take

The loue and seruice of the basest crew?

If she will not, dye meekly for her sake;

Dye rather, dye, then euer so faire loue forsake.

Thus warreid he long time against his will,xlviiiTill that through weaknesse he was forst at last,To yield himselfe vnto the mighty ill:Which as a victour proud, gan ransack fastHis inward parts, and all his entrayles wast,That neither bloud in face, nor life in hartIt left, but both did quite drye vp, and blast;As percing leuin, which the inner partOf euery thing consumes, and calcineth by art.

Thus warreid he long time against his will,xlviii

Till that through weaknesse he was forst at last,

To yield himselfe vnto the mighty ill:

Which as a victour proud, gan ransack fast

His inward parts, and all his entrayles wast,

That neither bloud in face, nor life in hart

It left, but both did quite drye vp, and blast;

As percing leuin, which the inner part

Of euery thing consumes, and calcineth by art.

Which seeing faireBelphœbe, gan to feare,xlixLeast that his wound were inly well not healed,Or that the wicked steele empoysned were:Litle she weend, that loue he close concealed;Yet still he wasted, as the snow congealed,When the bright sunne his beams thereon doth beat;Yet neuer he his hart to her reuealed,But rather chose to dye for sorrow great,Then with dishonorable termes her to entreat.

Which seeing faireBelphœbe, gan to feare,xlix

Least that his wound were inly well not healed,

Or that the wicked steele empoysned were:

Litle she weend, that loue he close concealed;

Yet still he wasted, as the snow congealed,

When the bright sunne his beams thereon doth beat;

Yet neuer he his hart to her reuealed,

But rather chose to dye for sorrow great,

Then with dishonorable termes her to entreat.

She gracious Lady, yet no paines did spare,lTo do him ease, or do him remedy:Many Restoratiues of vertues rare,And costly Cordialles she did apply,To mitigate his stubborne mallady:But that sweet Cordiall, which can restoreA loue-sick hart, she did to him enuy;To him, and to all[989]th’vnworthy world forloreShe did enuy that soueraigne salue, in secret store.That dainty Rose, the daughter of her Morne,liMore deare then life she tendered, whose flowreThe girlond of her honour did adorne:Ne suffred she the Middayes scorching powre,Ne the sharp Northerne wind thereon to showre,But lapped vp her silken leaues most chaire,When so the froward skye began to lowre:But soone as calmed was the Christall aire,She did it faire dispred, and let to florish faire.Eternall God in his almighty powre,liiTo make ensample of his heauenly grace,In Paradize whilome did plant this flowre,Whence he it fetcht out of her natiue place,And did in stocke of earthly flesh enrace,That mortall men her glory should admire:[990]In gentle Ladies brest, and bounteous raceOf woman kind it fairest flowre doth spire,And beareth fruit of honour and all chast desire.Faire ympes of beautie, whose bright shining beamesliiiAdorne the world with like to heauenly light,And to your willes both royalties and Realmes[991]Subdew, through conquest of your wondrous might,With this faire flowre your goodly girlonds dight,Of chastity and vertue virginall,That shall embellish more your beautie bright,And crowne your heades with heauenly coronall,Such as the Angels weare[992]before Gods tribunall.

She gracious Lady, yet no paines did spare,l

To do him ease, or do him remedy:

Many Restoratiues of vertues rare,

And costly Cordialles she did apply,

To mitigate his stubborne mallady:

But that sweet Cordiall, which can restore

A loue-sick hart, she did to him enuy;

To him, and to all[989]th’vnworthy world forlore

She did enuy that soueraigne salue, in secret store.

That dainty Rose, the daughter of her Morne,liMore deare then life she tendered, whose flowreThe girlond of her honour did adorne:Ne suffred she the Middayes scorching powre,Ne the sharp Northerne wind thereon to showre,But lapped vp her silken leaues most chaire,When so the froward skye began to lowre:But soone as calmed was the Christall aire,She did it faire dispred, and let to florish faire.

That dainty Rose, the daughter of her Morne,li

More deare then life she tendered, whose flowre

The girlond of her honour did adorne:

Ne suffred she the Middayes scorching powre,

Ne the sharp Northerne wind thereon to showre,

But lapped vp her silken leaues most chaire,

When so the froward skye began to lowre:

But soone as calmed was the Christall aire,

She did it faire dispred, and let to florish faire.

Eternall God in his almighty powre,liiTo make ensample of his heauenly grace,In Paradize whilome did plant this flowre,Whence he it fetcht out of her natiue place,And did in stocke of earthly flesh enrace,That mortall men her glory should admire:[990]In gentle Ladies brest, and bounteous raceOf woman kind it fairest flowre doth spire,And beareth fruit of honour and all chast desire.

Eternall God in his almighty powre,lii

To make ensample of his heauenly grace,

In Paradize whilome did plant this flowre,

Whence he it fetcht out of her natiue place,

And did in stocke of earthly flesh enrace,

That mortall men her glory should admire:[990]

In gentle Ladies brest, and bounteous race

Of woman kind it fairest flowre doth spire,

And beareth fruit of honour and all chast desire.

Faire ympes of beautie, whose bright shining beamesliiiAdorne the world with like to heauenly light,And to your willes both royalties and Realmes[991]Subdew, through conquest of your wondrous might,With this faire flowre your goodly girlonds dight,Of chastity and vertue virginall,That shall embellish more your beautie bright,And crowne your heades with heauenly coronall,Such as the Angels weare[992]before Gods tribunall.

Faire ympes of beautie, whose bright shining beamesliii

Adorne the world with like to heauenly light,

And to your willes both royalties and Realmes[991]

Subdew, through conquest of your wondrous might,

With this faire flowre your goodly girlonds dight,

Of chastity and vertue virginall,

That shall embellish more your beautie bright,

And crowne your heades with heauenly coronall,

Such as the Angels weare[992]before Gods tribunall.

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