FOOTNOTES:

Cant. II.

The guilefull great Enchaunter partsThe Redcrosse Knight from Truth:Into whose stead[71]faire falshood steps,And workes him wofull ruth.

The guilefull great Enchaunter parts

The Redcrosse Knight from Truth:

Into whose stead[71]faire falshood steps,

And workes him wofull ruth.

By this the Northerne wagoner had setiHis seuenfold teme behind the stedfast starre,That was in Ocean waues yet neuer wet,But firme is fixt, and sendeth light from farreTo all, that in the wide deepe wandring arre:And chearefull Chaunticlere with his note shrillHad warned once, thatPhœbusfiery carreIn hast was climbing vp the Easterne hill,Full enuious that night so long his roome did fill.When those accursed messengers of hell,iiThat feigning dreame, and that faire-forged SprightCame to their wicked maister, and gan tellTheir bootelesse paines, and ill succeeding night:Who all in rage to see his skilfull mightDeluded so, gan threaten hellish paineAnd sadProserpineswrath, them to affright.But when he saw his threatning was but vaine,He cast about, and searcht his balefull bookes againe.Eftsoones he tooke that miscreated faire,iiiAnd that false other Spright, on whom he spredA seeming body of the subtile aire,Like a young Squire, in loues and lusty-hed[72]His wanton dayes that euer loosely led,Without regard of armes and dreaded fight:Those two he tooke, and in a secret bed,Couered with darknesse and misdeeming night,Them both together laid, to ioy in vaine delight.

By this the Northerne wagoner had seti

His seuenfold teme behind the stedfast starre,

That was in Ocean waues yet neuer wet,

But firme is fixt, and sendeth light from farre

To all, that in the wide deepe wandring arre:

And chearefull Chaunticlere with his note shrill

Had warned once, thatPhœbusfiery carre

In hast was climbing vp the Easterne hill,

Full enuious that night so long his roome did fill.

When those accursed messengers of hell,iiThat feigning dreame, and that faire-forged SprightCame to their wicked maister, and gan tellTheir bootelesse paines, and ill succeeding night:Who all in rage to see his skilfull mightDeluded so, gan threaten hellish paineAnd sadProserpineswrath, them to affright.But when he saw his threatning was but vaine,He cast about, and searcht his balefull bookes againe.

When those accursed messengers of hell,ii

That feigning dreame, and that faire-forged Spright

Came to their wicked maister, and gan tell

Their bootelesse paines, and ill succeeding night:

Who all in rage to see his skilfull might

Deluded so, gan threaten hellish paine

And sadProserpineswrath, them to affright.

But when he saw his threatning was but vaine,

He cast about, and searcht his balefull bookes againe.

Eftsoones he tooke that miscreated faire,iiiAnd that false other Spright, on whom he spredA seeming body of the subtile aire,Like a young Squire, in loues and lusty-hed[72]His wanton dayes that euer loosely led,Without regard of armes and dreaded fight:Those two he tooke, and in a secret bed,Couered with darknesse and misdeeming night,Them both together laid, to ioy in vaine delight.

Eftsoones he tooke that miscreated faire,iii

And that false other Spright, on whom he spred

A seeming body of the subtile aire,

Like a young Squire, in loues and lusty-hed[72]

His wanton dayes that euer loosely led,

Without regard of armes and dreaded fight:

Those two he tooke, and in a secret bed,

Couered with darknesse and misdeeming night,

Them both together laid, to ioy in vaine delight.

Forthwith he runnes with feigned faithfull hastivVnto his guest, who after troublous sightsAnd dreames, gan now to take more sound repast,Whom suddenly he wakes with fearefull frights,As one aghast with feends or damned sprights,And to him cals, Rise rise vnhappy Swaine,That here wex old in sleepe, whiles wicked wightsHaue knit themselues inVenusshamefull chaine;Come see, where your false Lady doth her honour[73]staine.All in amaze he suddenly vp startvWith sword in hand, and with the old man went;Who soone him brought into a secret part,Where that false couple were full closely mentIn wanton lust and lewd embracement[74]:Which when he saw, he burnt with gealous fire,The eye of reason was with rage yblent,And would haue slaine them in his furious ire,But hardly was restreined of that aged sire.Returning to his bed in torment great,viAnd bitter anguish of his guiltie sight,He could not rest, but did his stout heart eat,And wast his inward gall with deepe despight,Yrkesome of life, and too long lingring night.At last faireHesperusin highest skieHad spent his lampe, and[75]brought forth dawning light,Then vp he rose, and clad him hastily;The Dwarfe him brought his steed: so both away do fly.Now when the rosy-fingred Morning faire,viiWeary of agedTithonessaffron bed,Had spred her purple robe through deawy aire,And the high hilsTitandiscouered,The royall virgin shooke off drowsy-hed,And rising forth out of her baser bowre,Lookt for her knight, who far away was fled,And for her Dwarfe, that wont to wait each houre;Then gan she waile and[76]weepe, to see that woefull stowre.

Forthwith he runnes with feigned faithfull hastiv

Vnto his guest, who after troublous sights

And dreames, gan now to take more sound repast,

Whom suddenly he wakes with fearefull frights,

As one aghast with feends or damned sprights,

And to him cals, Rise rise vnhappy Swaine,

That here wex old in sleepe, whiles wicked wights

Haue knit themselues inVenusshamefull chaine;

Come see, where your false Lady doth her honour[73]staine.

All in amaze he suddenly vp startvWith sword in hand, and with the old man went;Who soone him brought into a secret part,Where that false couple were full closely mentIn wanton lust and lewd embracement[74]:Which when he saw, he burnt with gealous fire,The eye of reason was with rage yblent,And would haue slaine them in his furious ire,But hardly was restreined of that aged sire.

All in amaze he suddenly vp startv

With sword in hand, and with the old man went;

Who soone him brought into a secret part,

Where that false couple were full closely ment

In wanton lust and lewd embracement[74]:

Which when he saw, he burnt with gealous fire,

The eye of reason was with rage yblent,

And would haue slaine them in his furious ire,

But hardly was restreined of that aged sire.

Returning to his bed in torment great,viAnd bitter anguish of his guiltie sight,He could not rest, but did his stout heart eat,And wast his inward gall with deepe despight,Yrkesome of life, and too long lingring night.At last faireHesperusin highest skieHad spent his lampe, and[75]brought forth dawning light,Then vp he rose, and clad him hastily;The Dwarfe him brought his steed: so both away do fly.

Returning to his bed in torment great,vi

And bitter anguish of his guiltie sight,

He could not rest, but did his stout heart eat,

And wast his inward gall with deepe despight,

Yrkesome of life, and too long lingring night.

At last faireHesperusin highest skie

Had spent his lampe, and[75]brought forth dawning light,

Then vp he rose, and clad him hastily;

The Dwarfe him brought his steed: so both away do fly.

Now when the rosy-fingred Morning faire,viiWeary of agedTithonessaffron bed,Had spred her purple robe through deawy aire,And the high hilsTitandiscouered,The royall virgin shooke off drowsy-hed,And rising forth out of her baser bowre,Lookt for her knight, who far away was fled,And for her Dwarfe, that wont to wait each houre;Then gan she waile and[76]weepe, to see that woefull stowre.

Now when the rosy-fingred Morning faire,vii

Weary of agedTithonessaffron bed,

Had spred her purple robe through deawy aire,

And the high hilsTitandiscouered,

The royall virgin shooke off drowsy-hed,

And rising forth out of her baser bowre,

Lookt for her knight, who far away was fled,

And for her Dwarfe, that wont to wait each houre;

Then gan she waile and[76]weepe, to see that woefull stowre.

And after him she rode with so much speedeviiiAs her slow beast could make; but all in vaine:For him so far had borne his light-foot steede,Pricked with wrath and fiery fierce disdaine,That him to follow was but fruitlesse paine;Yet she her weary limbes would neuer rest,But euery hill and dale, each wood and plaineDid search, sore grieued in her gentle brest,He so vngently left her, whom she loued[77]best.But subtillArchimagowhen his guestsixHe saw diuided into double parts,AndVnawandring in woods and forrests,Th’end of his drift, he praisd his diuelish arts,That had such might ouer true meaning harts;Yet rests not so, but other meanes doth make,How he may worke vnto her further smarts:For her he hated as the hissing snake,And in her many troubles did most pleasure take.He then deuisde himselfe how to disguise;xFor by his mightie science he could takeAs many formes and shapes in seeming wise,As euerProteusto himselfe could make:Sometime a fowle, sometime a fish in lake,Now like a foxe, now like a dragon fell,That of himselfe he oft for feare would quake,And oft would flie away. O who can tellThe hidden power of herbes, and might of Magicke spell?But now seemde best, the person to put onxiOf that good knight, his late beguiled guest:In mighty armes he was yclad anon[78],And siluer shield[79]: vpon his coward brestA bloudy crosse, and on his crauen crestA bounch of haires[80]discolourd diuersly:Full iolly knight he seemde, and well addrest,And when he sate vpon his courser free,Saint Georgehimself ye would haue deemed him to be.

And after him she rode with so much speedeviii

As her slow beast could make; but all in vaine:

For him so far had borne his light-foot steede,

Pricked with wrath and fiery fierce disdaine,

That him to follow was but fruitlesse paine;

Yet she her weary limbes would neuer rest,

But euery hill and dale, each wood and plaine

Did search, sore grieued in her gentle brest,

He so vngently left her, whom she loued[77]best.

But subtillArchimagowhen his guestsixHe saw diuided into double parts,AndVnawandring in woods and forrests,Th’end of his drift, he praisd his diuelish arts,That had such might ouer true meaning harts;Yet rests not so, but other meanes doth make,How he may worke vnto her further smarts:For her he hated as the hissing snake,And in her many troubles did most pleasure take.

But subtillArchimagowhen his guestsix

He saw diuided into double parts,

AndVnawandring in woods and forrests,

Th’end of his drift, he praisd his diuelish arts,

That had such might ouer true meaning harts;

Yet rests not so, but other meanes doth make,

How he may worke vnto her further smarts:

For her he hated as the hissing snake,

And in her many troubles did most pleasure take.

He then deuisde himselfe how to disguise;xFor by his mightie science he could takeAs many formes and shapes in seeming wise,As euerProteusto himselfe could make:Sometime a fowle, sometime a fish in lake,Now like a foxe, now like a dragon fell,That of himselfe he oft for feare would quake,And oft would flie away. O who can tellThe hidden power of herbes, and might of Magicke spell?

He then deuisde himselfe how to disguise;x

For by his mightie science he could take

As many formes and shapes in seeming wise,

As euerProteusto himselfe could make:

Sometime a fowle, sometime a fish in lake,

Now like a foxe, now like a dragon fell,

That of himselfe he oft for feare would quake,

And oft would flie away. O who can tell

The hidden power of herbes, and might of Magicke spell?

But now seemde best, the person to put onxiOf that good knight, his late beguiled guest:In mighty armes he was yclad anon[78],And siluer shield[79]: vpon his coward brestA bloudy crosse, and on his crauen crestA bounch of haires[80]discolourd diuersly:Full iolly knight he seemde, and well addrest,And when he sate vpon his courser free,Saint Georgehimself ye would haue deemed him to be.

But now seemde best, the person to put onxi

Of that good knight, his late beguiled guest:

In mighty armes he was yclad anon[78],

And siluer shield[79]: vpon his coward brest

A bloudy crosse, and on his crauen crest

A bounch of haires[80]discolourd diuersly:

Full iolly knight he seemde, and well addrest,

And when he sate vpon his courser free,

Saint Georgehimself ye would haue deemed him to be.

But he the knight, whose semblaunt he did beare,xiiThe trueSaint Georgewas wandred far away,Still flying from his thoughts and gealous feare;Will was his guide, and griefe led him astray.At last him chaunst to meete vpon the wayA faithlesse Sarazin all arm’d to point,In whose great shield was writ with letters gaySans foy: full large of limbe and euery iointHe was, and cared not for God or man a point.He had a faire companion of his way,xiiiA goodly Lady clad in scarlot red,Purfled with gold and pearle of rich assay,And like aPersianmitre on her hedShe wore, with crownes and owches garnished,The which her lauish louers to her gaue;Her wanton palfrey all was ouerspredWith tinsell trappings, wouen like a waue,Whose bridle rung with golden bels and bosses braue.With faire disport and courting dalliauncexivShe intertainde her louer all the way:But when she saw the knight his speare aduaunce,She soone left off[81]her mirth and wanton play,And bad her knight addresse him to the fray:His foe was nigh at hand. He prickt with prideAnd hope to winne his Ladies heart that day,Forth spurred fast: adowne his coursers sideThe red bloud trickling staind the way, as he did ride.The knight of theRedcrossewhen him he spide,xvSpurring so hote with rage dispiteous[82],Gan fairely couch his speare, and towards ride:Soone meete they both, both fell and furious,That daunted with their forces hideous,Their steeds do stagger, and amazed stand,And eke themselues too rudely rigorous,Astonied with the stroke of their owne hand,Do backe rebut, and each to other yeeldeth land.

But he the knight, whose semblaunt he did beare,xii

The trueSaint Georgewas wandred far away,

Still flying from his thoughts and gealous feare;

Will was his guide, and griefe led him astray.

At last him chaunst to meete vpon the way

A faithlesse Sarazin all arm’d to point,

In whose great shield was writ with letters gay

Sans foy: full large of limbe and euery ioint

He was, and cared not for God or man a point.

He had a faire companion of his way,xiiiA goodly Lady clad in scarlot red,Purfled with gold and pearle of rich assay,And like aPersianmitre on her hedShe wore, with crownes and owches garnished,The which her lauish louers to her gaue;Her wanton palfrey all was ouerspredWith tinsell trappings, wouen like a waue,Whose bridle rung with golden bels and bosses braue.

He had a faire companion of his way,xiii

A goodly Lady clad in scarlot red,

Purfled with gold and pearle of rich assay,

And like aPersianmitre on her hed

She wore, with crownes and owches garnished,

The which her lauish louers to her gaue;

Her wanton palfrey all was ouerspred

With tinsell trappings, wouen like a waue,

Whose bridle rung with golden bels and bosses braue.

With faire disport and courting dalliauncexivShe intertainde her louer all the way:But when she saw the knight his speare aduaunce,She soone left off[81]her mirth and wanton play,And bad her knight addresse him to the fray:His foe was nigh at hand. He prickt with prideAnd hope to winne his Ladies heart that day,Forth spurred fast: adowne his coursers sideThe red bloud trickling staind the way, as he did ride.

With faire disport and courting dalliauncexiv

She intertainde her louer all the way:

But when she saw the knight his speare aduaunce,

She soone left off[81]her mirth and wanton play,

And bad her knight addresse him to the fray:

His foe was nigh at hand. He prickt with pride

And hope to winne his Ladies heart that day,

Forth spurred fast: adowne his coursers side

The red bloud trickling staind the way, as he did ride.

The knight of theRedcrossewhen him he spide,xvSpurring so hote with rage dispiteous[82],Gan fairely couch his speare, and towards ride:Soone meete they both, both fell and furious,That daunted with their forces hideous,Their steeds do stagger, and amazed stand,And eke themselues too rudely rigorous,Astonied with the stroke of their owne hand,Do backe rebut, and each to other yeeldeth land.

The knight of theRedcrossewhen him he spide,xv

Spurring so hote with rage dispiteous[82],

Gan fairely couch his speare, and towards ride:

Soone meete they both, both fell and furious,

That daunted with their forces hideous,

Their steeds do stagger, and amazed stand,

And eke themselues too rudely rigorous,

Astonied with the stroke of their owne hand,

Do backe rebut, and each to other yeeldeth land.

As when two rams stird with ambitious pride,xviFight for the rule of the rich fleeced flocke,Their horned fronts so fierce on either sideDo meete, that with the terrour[83]of the shockeAstonied both, stand sencelesse[84]as a blocke,Forgetfull of the hanging victory:So stood these twaine, vnmoued as a rocke,Both staring fierce, and holding idely[85]The broken reliques of their former cruelty.TheSarazinsore daunted with the buffexviiSnatcheth his sword, and fiercely to him flies;Who well it wards, and quyteth cuff with cuff:Each others equall puissaunce enuies,And through their iron sides with cruell[86]spiesDoes seeke to perce: repining courage yieldsNo foote to foe. The flashing fier fliesAs from a forge out of their burning shields,And streames of purple bloud new dies[87]the verdant fields.Curse on that Crosse (quoth[88]then theSarazin)xviiiThat keepes thy body from the bitter fit;Dead long ygoe I wote thou haddest bin,Had not that charme from thee forwarned it:But yet I warne thee now assured sitt,And hide thy head. Therewith vpon his crestWith rigour[89]so outrageous he smitt,That a large share it hewd out of the rest,And glauncing downe his shield, from blame him fairely blest.Who thereat wondrous wroth, the sleeping sparkxixOf natiue vertue gan eftsoones reuiue,And at his haughtie helmet making mark,So hugely stroke[90], that it the steele did riue,And cleft his head. He tumbling downe aliue,With bloudy mouth his mother earth did kis,Greeting his graue: his grudging ghost did striueWith the fraile flesh; at last it flitted is,Whither[91]the soules do fly of men, that liue amis.

As when two rams stird with ambitious pride,xvi

Fight for the rule of the rich fleeced flocke,

Their horned fronts so fierce on either side

Do meete, that with the terrour[83]of the shocke

Astonied both, stand sencelesse[84]as a blocke,

Forgetfull of the hanging victory:

So stood these twaine, vnmoued as a rocke,

Both staring fierce, and holding idely[85]

The broken reliques of their former cruelty.

TheSarazinsore daunted with the buffexviiSnatcheth his sword, and fiercely to him flies;Who well it wards, and quyteth cuff with cuff:Each others equall puissaunce enuies,And through their iron sides with cruell[86]spiesDoes seeke to perce: repining courage yieldsNo foote to foe. The flashing fier fliesAs from a forge out of their burning shields,And streames of purple bloud new dies[87]the verdant fields.

TheSarazinsore daunted with the buffexvii

Snatcheth his sword, and fiercely to him flies;

Who well it wards, and quyteth cuff with cuff:

Each others equall puissaunce enuies,

And through their iron sides with cruell[86]spies

Does seeke to perce: repining courage yields

No foote to foe. The flashing fier flies

As from a forge out of their burning shields,

And streames of purple bloud new dies[87]the verdant fields.

Curse on that Crosse (quoth[88]then theSarazin)xviiiThat keepes thy body from the bitter fit;Dead long ygoe I wote thou haddest bin,Had not that charme from thee forwarned it:But yet I warne thee now assured sitt,And hide thy head. Therewith vpon his crestWith rigour[89]so outrageous he smitt,That a large share it hewd out of the rest,And glauncing downe his shield, from blame him fairely blest.

Curse on that Crosse (quoth[88]then theSarazin)xviii

That keepes thy body from the bitter fit;

Dead long ygoe I wote thou haddest bin,

Had not that charme from thee forwarned it:

But yet I warne thee now assured sitt,

And hide thy head. Therewith vpon his crest

With rigour[89]so outrageous he smitt,

That a large share it hewd out of the rest,

And glauncing downe his shield, from blame him fairely blest.

Who thereat wondrous wroth, the sleeping sparkxixOf natiue vertue gan eftsoones reuiue,And at his haughtie helmet making mark,So hugely stroke[90], that it the steele did riue,And cleft his head. He tumbling downe aliue,With bloudy mouth his mother earth did kis,Greeting his graue: his grudging ghost did striueWith the fraile flesh; at last it flitted is,Whither[91]the soules do fly of men, that liue amis.

Who thereat wondrous wroth, the sleeping sparkxix

Of natiue vertue gan eftsoones reuiue,

And at his haughtie helmet making mark,

So hugely stroke[90], that it the steele did riue,

And cleft his head. He tumbling downe aliue,

With bloudy mouth his mother earth did kis,

Greeting his graue: his grudging ghost did striue

With the fraile flesh; at last it flitted is,

Whither[91]the soules do fly of men, that liue amis.

The Lady when she saw her champion fall,xxLike the old ruines of a broken towre,Staid not to waile his woefull funerall,But from him fled away with all her powre;Who after her as hastily gan scowre,Bidding the Dwarfe with him to bring awayTheSarazinsshield, signe of the conqueroure.Her soone he ouertooke, and bad to stay,For present cause was none of dread her to dismay.She turning backe with ruefull countenaunce,xxiCride, Mercy mercy Sir vouchsafe to showOn silly Dame, subiect to hard mischaunce,And to your mighty will. Her humblesse lowIn so ritch weedes and seeming glorious show,Did much emmoue his stout heroïcke heart,And said, Deare dame, your suddein ouerthrowMuch rueth me; but now put feare apart,And tell, both who ye be, and who that tooke your part.Melting in teares, then gan she thus lament;xxiiThe wretched[92]woman, whom vnhappy howreHath now made thrall to your commandement,Before that angry heauens list to lowre,And fortune false betraide me to your[93]powre,Was, (O what now auaileth that I was![94])Borne the sole daughter of an Emperour,He that the wide West vnder his rule has,And high hath set his throne, whereTiberisdoth pas.He in the first flowre of my freshest age,xxiiiBetrothed me vnto the onely haireOf a most mighty king, most rich and sage;Was neuer Prince so faithfull and so faire,Was neuer Prince so meeke and debonaire;But ere my hoped day of spousall shone,My dearest Lord fell from high honours staire,Into the hands of his accursed fone,And cruelly was slaine, that shall I euer mone.

The Lady when she saw her champion fall,xx

Like the old ruines of a broken towre,

Staid not to waile his woefull funerall,

But from him fled away with all her powre;

Who after her as hastily gan scowre,

Bidding the Dwarfe with him to bring away

TheSarazinsshield, signe of the conqueroure.

Her soone he ouertooke, and bad to stay,

For present cause was none of dread her to dismay.

She turning backe with ruefull countenaunce,xxiCride, Mercy mercy Sir vouchsafe to showOn silly Dame, subiect to hard mischaunce,And to your mighty will. Her humblesse lowIn so ritch weedes and seeming glorious show,Did much emmoue his stout heroïcke heart,And said, Deare dame, your suddein ouerthrowMuch rueth me; but now put feare apart,And tell, both who ye be, and who that tooke your part.

She turning backe with ruefull countenaunce,xxi

Cride, Mercy mercy Sir vouchsafe to show

On silly Dame, subiect to hard mischaunce,

And to your mighty will. Her humblesse low

In so ritch weedes and seeming glorious show,

Did much emmoue his stout heroïcke heart,

And said, Deare dame, your suddein ouerthrow

Much rueth me; but now put feare apart,

And tell, both who ye be, and who that tooke your part.

Melting in teares, then gan she thus lament;xxiiThe wretched[92]woman, whom vnhappy howreHath now made thrall to your commandement,Before that angry heauens list to lowre,And fortune false betraide me to your[93]powre,Was, (O what now auaileth that I was![94])Borne the sole daughter of an Emperour,He that the wide West vnder his rule has,And high hath set his throne, whereTiberisdoth pas.

Melting in teares, then gan she thus lament;xxii

The wretched[92]woman, whom vnhappy howre

Hath now made thrall to your commandement,

Before that angry heauens list to lowre,

And fortune false betraide me to your[93]powre,

Was, (O what now auaileth that I was![94])

Borne the sole daughter of an Emperour,

He that the wide West vnder his rule has,

And high hath set his throne, whereTiberisdoth pas.

He in the first flowre of my freshest age,xxiiiBetrothed me vnto the onely haireOf a most mighty king, most rich and sage;Was neuer Prince so faithfull and so faire,Was neuer Prince so meeke and debonaire;But ere my hoped day of spousall shone,My dearest Lord fell from high honours staire,Into the hands of his accursed fone,And cruelly was slaine, that shall I euer mone.

He in the first flowre of my freshest age,xxiii

Betrothed me vnto the onely haire

Of a most mighty king, most rich and sage;

Was neuer Prince so faithfull and so faire,

Was neuer Prince so meeke and debonaire;

But ere my hoped day of spousall shone,

My dearest Lord fell from high honours staire,

Into the hands of his accursed fone,

And cruelly was slaine, that shall I euer mone.

His blessed body spoild of liuely breath,xxivWas afterward, I know not how, conuaidAnd fro me hid: of whose most innocent deathWhen tidings came to me vnhappy maid,O how great sorrow my sad soule assaid.Then forth I went his woefull corse to find,And many yeares throughout the world I straid,A virgin widow, whose deepe wounded mindWith loue, long time did languish as the striken hind.At last it chaunced this proudSarazin[95]xxvTo meete me wandring, who perforce me ledWith him away, but yet could neuer winThe Fort, that Ladies hold in soueraigne dread.There lies he now with foule dishonour dead,Who whiles he liu’de, was called proudSans foy,The eldest of three brethren, all three bredOf one bad sire, whose youngest isSans ioy,And twixt them both was borne the bloudy boldSans loy.In this sad plight, friendlesse, vnfortunate,xxviNow miserable IFidessadwell,Crauing of you in pitty of my state,To do none ill, if please ye not do well.He in great passion all this while did dwell,More busying his quicke eyes, her face to view,Then his dull eares, to heare what she did tell;And said, Faire[96]Lady hart of flint would rewThe vndeserued woes and sorrowes, which ye shew.Henceforth in safe assuraunce may ye rest,xxviiHauing both found a new friend you to aid,And lost an old foe, that did you molest:Better new friend then an old foe is said.With chaunge of cheare the seeming simple maidLet fall her eyen, as shamefast to the earth,And yeelding soft, in that she nought gain-said,So forth they rode, he feining seemely merth,And she coy lookes: so dainty[97]they say maketh derth.

His blessed body spoild of liuely breath,xxiv

Was afterward, I know not how, conuaid

And fro me hid: of whose most innocent death

When tidings came to me vnhappy maid,

O how great sorrow my sad soule assaid.

Then forth I went his woefull corse to find,

And many yeares throughout the world I straid,

A virgin widow, whose deepe wounded mind

With loue, long time did languish as the striken hind.

At last it chaunced this proudSarazin[95]xxvTo meete me wandring, who perforce me ledWith him away, but yet could neuer winThe Fort, that Ladies hold in soueraigne dread.There lies he now with foule dishonour dead,Who whiles he liu’de, was called proudSans foy,The eldest of three brethren, all three bredOf one bad sire, whose youngest isSans ioy,And twixt them both was borne the bloudy boldSans loy.

At last it chaunced this proudSarazin[95]xxv

To meete me wandring, who perforce me led

With him away, but yet could neuer win

The Fort, that Ladies hold in soueraigne dread.

There lies he now with foule dishonour dead,

Who whiles he liu’de, was called proudSans foy,

The eldest of three brethren, all three bred

Of one bad sire, whose youngest isSans ioy,

And twixt them both was borne the bloudy boldSans loy.

In this sad plight, friendlesse, vnfortunate,xxviNow miserable IFidessadwell,Crauing of you in pitty of my state,To do none ill, if please ye not do well.He in great passion all this while did dwell,More busying his quicke eyes, her face to view,Then his dull eares, to heare what she did tell;And said, Faire[96]Lady hart of flint would rewThe vndeserued woes and sorrowes, which ye shew.

In this sad plight, friendlesse, vnfortunate,xxvi

Now miserable IFidessadwell,

Crauing of you in pitty of my state,

To do none ill, if please ye not do well.

He in great passion all this while did dwell,

More busying his quicke eyes, her face to view,

Then his dull eares, to heare what she did tell;

And said, Faire[96]Lady hart of flint would rew

The vndeserued woes and sorrowes, which ye shew.

Henceforth in safe assuraunce may ye rest,xxviiHauing both found a new friend you to aid,And lost an old foe, that did you molest:Better new friend then an old foe is said.With chaunge of cheare the seeming simple maidLet fall her eyen, as shamefast to the earth,And yeelding soft, in that she nought gain-said,So forth they rode, he feining seemely merth,And she coy lookes: so dainty[97]they say maketh derth.

Henceforth in safe assuraunce may ye rest,xxvii

Hauing both found a new friend you to aid,

And lost an old foe, that did you molest:

Better new friend then an old foe is said.

With chaunge of cheare the seeming simple maid

Let fall her eyen, as shamefast to the earth,

And yeelding soft, in that she nought gain-said,

So forth they rode, he feining seemely merth,

And she coy lookes: so dainty[97]they say maketh derth.

Long time they thus together traueiled,xxviiiTill weary of their way, they came at last,Where grew two goodly trees, that faire did spredTheir armes abroad, with gray mosse ouercast,And their greene leaues trembling with euery blast,Made a calme shadow far in compasse round:The fearefull Shepheard often there aghastVnder them neuer sat, ne wont there soundHis mery oaten pipe, but shund th’vnlucky ground.But this good knight soone as he them can spie,xxixFor the coole shade him[98]thither hastly got:For goldenPhœbusnow ymounted[99]hie,From fiery wheeles of his faire chariotHurled his beame so scorching cruell hot,That liuing creature mote it not abide;And his new Lady it endured not.There they alight, in hope themselues to hideFrom the fierce heat, and rest their weary limbs a tide.Faire seemely pleasaunce each to other makes,xxxWith goodly purposes there as they sit:And in his falsed fancy he her takesTo be the fairest wight, that liued yit;Which to expresse, he bends his gentle wit,And thinking of those braunches greene to frameA girlond for her dainty forehead fit,He pluckt a bough; out of whose rift there cameSmall drops of gory bloud, that trickled downe the same.Therewith a piteous yelling voyce was heard,xxxiCrying, O spare with guilty hands to teareMy tender sides in this rough rynd embard,But fly, ah fly far hence away, for feareLeast to you hap, that happened to me heare,And to this[100]wretched Lady, my deare loue,O too deare loue, loue bought with death too deare.Astond he stood, and vp his haire did houe,And with that suddein horror could no member moue.

Long time they thus together traueiled,xxviii

Till weary of their way, they came at last,

Where grew two goodly trees, that faire did spred

Their armes abroad, with gray mosse ouercast,

And their greene leaues trembling with euery blast,

Made a calme shadow far in compasse round:

The fearefull Shepheard often there aghast

Vnder them neuer sat, ne wont there sound

His mery oaten pipe, but shund th’vnlucky ground.

But this good knight soone as he them can spie,xxixFor the coole shade him[98]thither hastly got:For goldenPhœbusnow ymounted[99]hie,From fiery wheeles of his faire chariotHurled his beame so scorching cruell hot,That liuing creature mote it not abide;And his new Lady it endured not.There they alight, in hope themselues to hideFrom the fierce heat, and rest their weary limbs a tide.

But this good knight soone as he them can spie,xxix

For the coole shade him[98]thither hastly got:

For goldenPhœbusnow ymounted[99]hie,

From fiery wheeles of his faire chariot

Hurled his beame so scorching cruell hot,

That liuing creature mote it not abide;

And his new Lady it endured not.

There they alight, in hope themselues to hide

From the fierce heat, and rest their weary limbs a tide.

Faire seemely pleasaunce each to other makes,xxxWith goodly purposes there as they sit:And in his falsed fancy he her takesTo be the fairest wight, that liued yit;Which to expresse, he bends his gentle wit,And thinking of those braunches greene to frameA girlond for her dainty forehead fit,He pluckt a bough; out of whose rift there cameSmall drops of gory bloud, that trickled downe the same.

Faire seemely pleasaunce each to other makes,xxx

With goodly purposes there as they sit:

And in his falsed fancy he her takes

To be the fairest wight, that liued yit;

Which to expresse, he bends his gentle wit,

And thinking of those braunches greene to frame

A girlond for her dainty forehead fit,

He pluckt a bough; out of whose rift there came

Small drops of gory bloud, that trickled downe the same.

Therewith a piteous yelling voyce was heard,xxxiCrying, O spare with guilty hands to teareMy tender sides in this rough rynd embard,But fly, ah fly far hence away, for feareLeast to you hap, that happened to me heare,And to this[100]wretched Lady, my deare loue,O too deare loue, loue bought with death too deare.Astond he stood, and vp his haire did houe,And with that suddein horror could no member moue.

Therewith a piteous yelling voyce was heard,xxxi

Crying, O spare with guilty hands to teare

My tender sides in this rough rynd embard,

But fly, ah fly far hence away, for feare

Least to you hap, that happened to me heare,

And to this[100]wretched Lady, my deare loue,

O too deare loue, loue bought with death too deare.

Astond he stood, and vp his haire did houe,

And with that suddein horror could no member moue.

At last whenas the dreadfull passionxxxiiWas ouerpast, and manhood well awake,Yet musing at the straunge occasion,And doubting much his sence, he thus bespake;What voyce of damned Ghost fromLimbolake,Or guilefull spright wandring in empty aire,Both which fraile men do oftentimes mistake,Sends to my doubtfull eares these speaches rare,And ruefull[101]plaints[102], me bidding guiltlesse[103]bloud to spare?Then groning deepe, Nor damned Ghost, (quoth he,)xxxiiiNor guilefull sprite to thee these wordes doth speake,But once a manFradubio, now a tree,Wretched man, wretched tree; whose nature weake,A cruell witch her cursed will to wreake,Hath thus transformd, and plast in open plaines,WhereBoreasdoth blow full bitter bleake,And scorching Sunne does dry my secret vaines:For though a tree I seeme, yet cold and heat me paines.Say onFradubiothen, or man, or tree,xxxivQuoth then the knight, by whose mischieuous artsArt thou misshaped thus, as now I see?He oft finds med’cine, who his griefe imparts;But double griefs afflict concealing harts,As raging flames who striueth to suppresse.The author then (said he) of all my smarts,Is oneDuessaa false sorceresse,That many errant knights hath brought to wretchednesse.In prime of youthly yeares, when corage hotxxxvThe fire of loue and ioy of cheualreeFirst kindled in my brest, it was my lotTo loue this gentle Lady, whom ye see,Now not a Lady, but a seeming tree;With whom as once I rode accompanyde,Me chaunced of a knight encountred bee,That had a like faire Lady by his syde,Like a faire Lady, but did fowleDuessahyde.

At last whenas the dreadfull passionxxxii

Was ouerpast, and manhood well awake,

Yet musing at the straunge occasion,

And doubting much his sence, he thus bespake;

What voyce of damned Ghost fromLimbolake,

Or guilefull spright wandring in empty aire,

Both which fraile men do oftentimes mistake,

Sends to my doubtfull eares these speaches rare,

And ruefull[101]plaints[102], me bidding guiltlesse[103]bloud to spare?

Then groning deepe, Nor damned Ghost, (quoth he,)xxxiiiNor guilefull sprite to thee these wordes doth speake,But once a manFradubio, now a tree,Wretched man, wretched tree; whose nature weake,A cruell witch her cursed will to wreake,Hath thus transformd, and plast in open plaines,WhereBoreasdoth blow full bitter bleake,And scorching Sunne does dry my secret vaines:For though a tree I seeme, yet cold and heat me paines.

Then groning deepe, Nor damned Ghost, (quoth he,)xxxiii

Nor guilefull sprite to thee these wordes doth speake,

But once a manFradubio, now a tree,

Wretched man, wretched tree; whose nature weake,

A cruell witch her cursed will to wreake,

Hath thus transformd, and plast in open plaines,

WhereBoreasdoth blow full bitter bleake,

And scorching Sunne does dry my secret vaines:

For though a tree I seeme, yet cold and heat me paines.

Say onFradubiothen, or man, or tree,xxxivQuoth then the knight, by whose mischieuous artsArt thou misshaped thus, as now I see?He oft finds med’cine, who his griefe imparts;But double griefs afflict concealing harts,As raging flames who striueth to suppresse.The author then (said he) of all my smarts,Is oneDuessaa false sorceresse,That many errant knights hath brought to wretchednesse.

Say onFradubiothen, or man, or tree,xxxiv

Quoth then the knight, by whose mischieuous arts

Art thou misshaped thus, as now I see?

He oft finds med’cine, who his griefe imparts;

But double griefs afflict concealing harts,

As raging flames who striueth to suppresse.

The author then (said he) of all my smarts,

Is oneDuessaa false sorceresse,

That many errant knights hath brought to wretchednesse.

In prime of youthly yeares, when corage hotxxxvThe fire of loue and ioy of cheualreeFirst kindled in my brest, it was my lotTo loue this gentle Lady, whom ye see,Now not a Lady, but a seeming tree;With whom as once I rode accompanyde,Me chaunced of a knight encountred bee,That had a like faire Lady by his syde,Like a faire Lady, but did fowleDuessahyde.

In prime of youthly yeares, when corage hotxxxv

The fire of loue and ioy of cheualree

First kindled in my brest, it was my lot

To loue this gentle Lady, whom ye see,

Now not a Lady, but a seeming tree;

With whom as once I rode accompanyde,

Me chaunced of a knight encountred bee,

That had a like faire Lady by his syde,

Like a faire Lady, but did fowleDuessahyde.

Whose forged beauty he did take in hand,xxxviAll other Dames to haue exceeded farre;I in defence of mine did likewise stand,Mine, that did then shine as the Morning starre:So both to battell[104]fierce arraunged arre,In which his harder fortune was to fallVnder my speare: such is the dye of warre:His Lady left as a prise martiall,Did yield her comely person, to be at my call.So doubly lou’d of Ladies vnlike faire,xxxviiTh’one seeming such, the other such indeede,One day in doubt I cast for to compare,Whether in beauties glorie did exceede;A Rosy girlond was the victors meede:Both seemde to win, and both seemde won to bee,So hard the discord was to be agreede.Frælissawas as faire, as faire mote bee,And euer falseDuessaseemde as faire as shee.The wicked witch now seeing all this whilexxxviiiThe doubtfull ballaunce equally to sway,What not by right, she cast to win by guile,And by her hellish science raisd streight wayA foggy mist, that ouercast the day,And a dull blast, that breathing on her face,Dimmed her former beauties shining ray,And with foule vgly forme did her disgrace:Then was she faire alone, when none was faire in place.Then cride she out, Fye[105], fye, deformed wight,xxxixWhose borrowed beautie now appeareth plaineTo haue before bewitched all mens sight;O leaue her soone, or let her soone be slaine.Her loathly visage viewing with disdaine,Eftsoones I thought her such, as she me told,And would haue kild her; but with faigned paine,The false witch did my wrathfull hand with-hold;So left her, where she now is turnd to treen mould.

Whose forged beauty he did take in hand,xxxvi

All other Dames to haue exceeded farre;

I in defence of mine did likewise stand,

Mine, that did then shine as the Morning starre:

So both to battell[104]fierce arraunged arre,

In which his harder fortune was to fall

Vnder my speare: such is the dye of warre:

His Lady left as a prise martiall,

Did yield her comely person, to be at my call.

So doubly lou’d of Ladies vnlike faire,xxxviiTh’one seeming such, the other such indeede,One day in doubt I cast for to compare,Whether in beauties glorie did exceede;A Rosy girlond was the victors meede:Both seemde to win, and both seemde won to bee,So hard the discord was to be agreede.Frælissawas as faire, as faire mote bee,And euer falseDuessaseemde as faire as shee.

So doubly lou’d of Ladies vnlike faire,xxxvii

Th’one seeming such, the other such indeede,

One day in doubt I cast for to compare,

Whether in beauties glorie did exceede;

A Rosy girlond was the victors meede:

Both seemde to win, and both seemde won to bee,

So hard the discord was to be agreede.

Frælissawas as faire, as faire mote bee,

And euer falseDuessaseemde as faire as shee.

The wicked witch now seeing all this whilexxxviiiThe doubtfull ballaunce equally to sway,What not by right, she cast to win by guile,And by her hellish science raisd streight wayA foggy mist, that ouercast the day,And a dull blast, that breathing on her face,Dimmed her former beauties shining ray,And with foule vgly forme did her disgrace:Then was she faire alone, when none was faire in place.

The wicked witch now seeing all this whilexxxviii

The doubtfull ballaunce equally to sway,

What not by right, she cast to win by guile,

And by her hellish science raisd streight way

A foggy mist, that ouercast the day,

And a dull blast, that breathing on her face,

Dimmed her former beauties shining ray,

And with foule vgly forme did her disgrace:

Then was she faire alone, when none was faire in place.

Then cride she out, Fye[105], fye, deformed wight,xxxixWhose borrowed beautie now appeareth plaineTo haue before bewitched all mens sight;O leaue her soone, or let her soone be slaine.Her loathly visage viewing with disdaine,Eftsoones I thought her such, as she me told,And would haue kild her; but with faigned paine,The false witch did my wrathfull hand with-hold;So left her, where she now is turnd to treen mould.

Then cride she out, Fye[105], fye, deformed wight,xxxix

Whose borrowed beautie now appeareth plaine

To haue before bewitched all mens sight;

O leaue her soone, or let her soone be slaine.

Her loathly visage viewing with disdaine,

Eftsoones I thought her such, as she me told,

And would haue kild her; but with faigned paine,

The false witch did my wrathfull hand with-hold;

So left her, where she now is turnd to treen mould.

Thens forth[106]I tookeDuessafor my Dame,xlAnd in the witch vnweeting ioyd long time,Ne euer wist, but that she was the same,Till on a day (that day is euery Prime,When Witches wont do penance for their crime)I chaunst to see her in her proper hew,Bathing her selfe in origane and thyme:A filthy foule old woman I did vew,That euer to haue toucht her, I did deadly rew.Her neather partes misshapen, monstruous,xliWere hidd in water, that I could not see,But they did seeme more foule and hideous,Then womans shape man would beleeue to bee.Thens forth[107]from her most beastly companieI gan refraine, in minde to slip away,Soone as appeard safe opportunitie[108]:For danger great, if not assur’d decayI saw before mine eyes, if I were knowne to stray.The diuelish hag by chaunges of my chearexliiPerceiu’d my thought, and drownd in sleepie night,With wicked herbes and ointments did besmeareMy bodie all, through charmes and magicke might,That all my senses were bereaued quight:Then brought she me into this desert waste,And by my wretched louers side me pight,Where now enclosd in wooden wals full faste,Banisht from liuing wights, our wearie dayes we waste.But how long time, said then the Elfin knight,xliiiAre you in this misformed house to dwell?We may not chaunge (quoth he) this euil plight,Till we be bathed in a liuing well;That is the terme prescribed by the spell.O how, said he, mote I that well out find,That may restore you to your wonted well?Time and suffised fates to former kyndShall vs restore, none else from hence may vs vnbynd.

Thens forth[106]I tookeDuessafor my Dame,xl

And in the witch vnweeting ioyd long time,

Ne euer wist, but that she was the same,

Till on a day (that day is euery Prime,

When Witches wont do penance for their crime)

I chaunst to see her in her proper hew,

Bathing her selfe in origane and thyme:

A filthy foule old woman I did vew,

That euer to haue toucht her, I did deadly rew.

Her neather partes misshapen, monstruous,xliWere hidd in water, that I could not see,But they did seeme more foule and hideous,Then womans shape man would beleeue to bee.Thens forth[107]from her most beastly companieI gan refraine, in minde to slip away,Soone as appeard safe opportunitie[108]:For danger great, if not assur’d decayI saw before mine eyes, if I were knowne to stray.

Her neather partes misshapen, monstruous,xli

Were hidd in water, that I could not see,

But they did seeme more foule and hideous,

Then womans shape man would beleeue to bee.

Thens forth[107]from her most beastly companie

I gan refraine, in minde to slip away,

Soone as appeard safe opportunitie[108]:

For danger great, if not assur’d decay

I saw before mine eyes, if I were knowne to stray.

The diuelish hag by chaunges of my chearexliiPerceiu’d my thought, and drownd in sleepie night,With wicked herbes and ointments did besmeareMy bodie all, through charmes and magicke might,That all my senses were bereaued quight:Then brought she me into this desert waste,And by my wretched louers side me pight,Where now enclosd in wooden wals full faste,Banisht from liuing wights, our wearie dayes we waste.

The diuelish hag by chaunges of my chearexlii

Perceiu’d my thought, and drownd in sleepie night,

With wicked herbes and ointments did besmeare

My bodie all, through charmes and magicke might,

That all my senses were bereaued quight:

Then brought she me into this desert waste,

And by my wretched louers side me pight,

Where now enclosd in wooden wals full faste,

Banisht from liuing wights, our wearie dayes we waste.

But how long time, said then the Elfin knight,xliiiAre you in this misformed house to dwell?We may not chaunge (quoth he) this euil plight,Till we be bathed in a liuing well;That is the terme prescribed by the spell.O how, said he, mote I that well out find,That may restore you to your wonted well?Time and suffised fates to former kyndShall vs restore, none else from hence may vs vnbynd.

But how long time, said then the Elfin knight,xliii

Are you in this misformed house to dwell?

We may not chaunge (quoth he) this euil plight,

Till we be bathed in a liuing well;

That is the terme prescribed by the spell.

O how, said he, mote I that well out find,

That may restore you to your wonted well?

Time and suffised fates to former kynd

Shall vs restore, none else from hence may vs vnbynd.

The falseDuessa, nowFidessahight,xlivHeard how in vaineFradubiodid lament,And knew well all was true. But the good knightFull of sad feare and ghastly dreriment,When all this speech the liuing tree had spent,The bleeding bough did thrust into the ground,That from the bloud he might be innocent,And with fresh clay did close the wooden wound:Then turning to his Lady, dead with feare her found.Her seeming dead he found with feigned feare,xlvAs all vnweeting of that well she knew,And paynd himselfe with busie care to reareHer out of carelesse swowne. Her eylids blewAnd dimmed sight with pale and deadly hewAt last she vp gan lift: with trembling cheareHer vp he tooke, too simple and too trew,And oft her kist. At length all passed feare,He set her on her steede, and forward forth did beare.

The falseDuessa, nowFidessahight,xliv

Heard how in vaineFradubiodid lament,

And knew well all was true. But the good knight

Full of sad feare and ghastly dreriment,

When all this speech the liuing tree had spent,

The bleeding bough did thrust into the ground,

That from the bloud he might be innocent,

And with fresh clay did close the wooden wound:

Then turning to his Lady, dead with feare her found.

Her seeming dead he found with feigned feare,xlvAs all vnweeting of that well she knew,And paynd himselfe with busie care to reareHer out of carelesse swowne. Her eylids blewAnd dimmed sight with pale and deadly hewAt last she vp gan lift: with trembling cheareHer vp he tooke, too simple and too trew,And oft her kist. At length all passed feare,He set her on her steede, and forward forth did beare.

Her seeming dead he found with feigned feare,xlv

As all vnweeting of that well she knew,

And paynd himselfe with busie care to reare

Her out of carelesse swowne. Her eylids blew

And dimmed sight with pale and deadly hew

At last she vp gan lift: with trembling cheare

Her vp he tooke, too simple and too trew,

And oft her kist. At length all passed feare,

He set her on her steede, and forward forth did beare.

FOOTNOTES:[71]Arg. 3stead]steps1590:corr. F. E.[72]iii 4 lusty-hed.1596[73]iv 9 honor1590[74]v 5 enbracement1590[75]vi 7 and] &1596 passim[76]vii 9 and] &1596 passim[77]viii 9 louest1596[78]xi 3 anon:1590,1596[79]4 shield.1590,1596[80]6 heares1590[81]xiv 4 off] of1590 passim[82]xv 2 dispighteous1609[83]xvi 4 terror1590[84]5 stands fencelesse1590:corr. F. E.[85]8 idely,1590,1596: idlely1609[86]xvii 5 cruelties1590 &c.:corr. F. E.[87]9 die1609[88]xviii 1 quoth] qd.1590 passim[89]rigor1590[90]xix 4 strooke,1609[91]9 Whether1590 passim[92]xxii 2 wreched1590[93]5 your] thy1590[94]6 I was?1590[95]xxv 1Sarazin,1590,1596[96]xxvi 8 faire1590,1596[97]xxvii 9 so, Dainty1609[98]xxix 2 shade him] shade1596: shadow1609[99]3 ymounted] that mounted1590 &c.:corr. F. E.[100]xxxi 6 this] his1609[101]xxxii 9 tuefull1590:corr. F. E.[102]plants1590[103]guitlesse1596[104]xxxvi 5 batteill1590 passim[105]xxxix 1 fye1590,1596[106]xl 1 Then forth1590,1596:corr. F. E.: Thenceforth1609[107]xli 5 Then forth1590,1596:corr. F. E.: Thenceforth1609[108]xli 7 oportunitie1596

[71]Arg. 3stead]steps1590:corr. F. E.

[72]iii 4 lusty-hed.1596

[73]iv 9 honor1590

[74]v 5 enbracement1590

[75]vi 7 and] &1596 passim

[76]vii 9 and] &1596 passim

[77]viii 9 louest1596

[78]xi 3 anon:1590,1596

[79]4 shield.1590,1596

[80]6 heares1590

[81]xiv 4 off] of1590 passim

[82]xv 2 dispighteous1609

[83]xvi 4 terror1590

[84]5 stands fencelesse1590:corr. F. E.

[85]8 idely,1590,1596: idlely1609

[86]xvii 5 cruelties1590 &c.:corr. F. E.

[87]9 die1609

[88]xviii 1 quoth] qd.1590 passim

[89]rigor1590

[90]xix 4 strooke,1609

[91]9 Whether1590 passim

[92]xxii 2 wreched1590

[93]5 your] thy1590

[94]6 I was?1590

[95]xxv 1Sarazin,1590,1596

[96]xxvi 8 faire1590,1596

[97]xxvii 9 so, Dainty1609

[98]xxix 2 shade him] shade1596: shadow1609

[99]3 ymounted] that mounted1590 &c.:corr. F. E.

[100]xxxi 6 this] his1609

[101]xxxii 9 tuefull1590:corr. F. E.

[102]plants1590

[103]guitlesse1596

[104]xxxvi 5 batteill1590 passim

[105]xxxix 1 fye1590,1596

[106]xl 1 Then forth1590,1596:corr. F. E.: Thenceforth1609

[107]xli 5 Then forth1590,1596:corr. F. E.: Thenceforth1609

[108]xli 7 oportunitie1596

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