FOOTNOTES:

Cant. X.Calidore sees the Graces daunce,To Colins melody:The whiles his Pastorell is led,Into captiuity.

Cant. X.

Calidore sees the Graces daunce,To Colins melody:The whiles his Pastorell is led,Into captiuity.

Calidore sees the Graces daunce,

To Colins melody:

The whiles his Pastorell is led,

Into captiuity.

Who now does follow the fouleBlatant Beast,iWhilestCalidoredoes follow that faire Mayd,Vnmyndfull of his vow and high beheast,Which by the Faery Queene was on him layd,That he should neuer leaue, nor be delaydFrom chacing him, till he had it attchieued?But now entrapt of loue, which him betrayd,He mindeth more, how he may be relieuedWith grace from her, whose loue his heart hath sore engrieued.That from henceforth he meanes no more to sewiiHis former quest, so full of toile and paine;Another quest, another game in vewHe hath, the guerdon of his loue to gaine:With whom he myndes for euer to remaine,And set his rest amongst the rusticke sort,Rather then hunt still after shadowes vaineOf courtly fauour, fed with light report[556]Of euery blaste, and sayling alwaies in[557]the port.Ne certes mote he greatly blamed be,iiiFrom so high step to stoupe vnto so low.For who had tasted once (as oft did he)The happy peace, which there doth ouerflow,And prou’d the perfect pleasures, which doe growAmongst poore hyndes, in hils, in woods, in dales,Would neuer more delight in painted showOf such false blisse, as there is set for stales,T’entrap vnwary fooles in their eternall bales.For what hath all that goodly glorious gazeivLike to one sight, whichCalidoredid vew?The glaunce whereof their dimmed eies would daze,That neuer more they should endure the shewOf that sunne-shine, that makes them looke askew.Ne ought in all that world of beauties rare,(Saue onelyGlorianaesheauenly hewTo which what can compare?) can it compare;The which as commeth now, by course I will declare.One day as he did raunge the fields abroad,vWhilest his fairePastorellawas elsewhere,He chaunst to come, far from all peoples troad,Vnto a place, whose pleasaunce did appereTo passe all others, on the earth which were:For all that euer was by natures skillDeuized to worke delight, was gathered there,And there by her were poured forth at fill,As if this to adorne, she all the rest did pill.It was an hill plaste in an open plaine,viThat round about was bordered with a woodOf matchlesse hight, that seem’d th’earth to disdaine,In which all trees of honour stately stood,And did all winter as in sommer bud,Spredding pauilions for the birds to bowre,Which in their lower braunches sung aloud;And in their tops the soring hauke did towre,Sitting like King of fowles in maiesty and powre.And at the foote thereof, a gentle fludviiHis siluer waues did softly tumble downe,Vnmard with ragged mosse or filthy mud,Ne mote wylde beastes, ne mote the ruder clowneThereto approch, ne filth mote therein drowne:But Nymphes and Faeries by the bancks did sit,In the woods shade, which did the waters crowne,Keeping all noysome things away from it,And to the waters fall tuning their accents fit.And on the top thereof a spacious plaineviiiDid spred it selfe, to serue to all delight,Either to daunce, when they to daunce would faine,Or else to course about[558]their bases light;Ne ought there wanted, which for pleasure might[559]Desired be, or thence to banish bale:So pleasauntly the hill with equall hight,Did seeme to ouerlooke the lowly vale;Therefore it rightly cleeped was mountAcidale.They say thatVenus, when she did disposeixHer selfe to pleasaunce, vsed to resortVnto this place, and therein to reposeAnd rest her selfe, as in a gladsome port,Or with the Graces there to play and sport;That euen her owne Cytheron, though in itShe vsed most to keepe her royall court,And in her soueraine Maiesty to sit,She in regard hereof refusde and thought vnfit.Vnto this place when as the Elfin KnightxApprocht, him seemed that the merry soundOf a shrill pipe he playing heard on hight,And many feete fast thumping th’hollow ground,That through the woods their Eccho did rebound.He nigher drew, to weete what mote it be;There he a troupe of Ladies dauncing foundFull merrily, and making gladfull glee,And in the midst a Shepheard piping he did see.He durst not enter into th’open greene,xiFor dread of them vnwares to be descryde,For breaking of their daunce, if he were seene;But in the couert of the wood did byde,Beholding all, yet of them vnespyde.There he did see, that pleased much his sight,That euen he him selfe his eyes enuyde,An hundred naked maidens lilly white,All raunged in a ring, and dauncing in delight.All they without were raunged in a ring,xiiAnd daunced round; but in the midst of themThree other Ladies did both daunce and sing,The whilest the rest them round about did hemme,And like a girlond did in compasse stemme:And in the middest of those same three, was placedAnother Damzell, as a precious gemme,Amidst a ring most richly well enchaced,That with her goodly presence all the rest much graced.Looke how the Crowne, whichAriadneworexiiiVpon her yuory forehead that same day,ThatTheseusher vnto his bridale bore,When the boldCentauresmade that bloudy fray,With the fierceLapithes, which did them dismay;Being now placed in the firmament,Through the bright heauen doth her beams display,And is vnto the starres an ornament,Which round about her moue in order excellent.Such was the beauty of this goodly band,xivWhose sundry parts were here too long to tell:But she that in the midst of them did stand,Seem’d all the rest in beauty to excell,Crownd with a rosie girlond, that right wellDid her beseeme. And euer, as the crewAbout her daunst, sweet flowres, that far did smell,And fragrant odours they vppon her threw;But most of all, those three did her with gifts endew.Those were the Graces, daughters of delight,xvHandmaides ofVenus, which are wont to hauntVppon this hill, and daunce there day and night:Those three to men all gifts of grace do graunt,And all, thatVenusin her selfe doth vaunt,Is borrowed of them. But that faire one,That in the midst was placed parauaunt,Was she to whom that shepheard pypt alone,That made him pipe so merrily, as neuer none.She was to weete that iolly Shepheards lasse,xviWhich piped there vnto that merry rout,That iolly shepheard, which there piped, wasPooreColin Clout(who knowes notColin Clout?)He pypt apace, whilest they him daunst about.Pype iolly shepheard, pype thou now apaceVnto thy loue, that made thee low to lout:Thy loue is present there with thee in place,Thy loue is there aduaunst to be another Grace.Much wondredCalidoreat this straunge sight,xviiWhose like before his eye had neuer seene,And standing long astonished in spright,And rapt with pleasaunce, wist not what to weene;Whether it were the traine of beauties Queene,Or Nymphes, or Faeries, or enchaunted show,With which his eyes mote haue deluded beene.Therefore resoluing, what it was, to know,Out of the wood he rose, and toward them did go.But soone as he appeared to their vew,xviiiThey vanisht all away out of his sight,And cleane were gone, which way he neuer knew;All saue the shepheard, who for fell despightOf that displeasure, broke his bag-pipe quight,And made great mone for that vnhappy turne.ButCalidore, though no lesse sory wight,For that mishap, yet seeing him to mourne,Drew neare, that he the truth of all by him mote learne.And first him greeting, thus vnto him spake,xixHaile iolly shepheard, which thy ioyous dayesHere leadest in this goodly merry make,Frequented of these gentle Nymphes alwayes,Which to thee flocke, to heare thy louely layes;Tell me, what mote these dainty Damzels be,Which here with thee doe make their pleasant playes?Right happy thou, that mayst them freely see:But why when I them saw, fled they away from me?Not I so happy[560], answerd then that swaine,xxAs thou vnhappy, which them thence didst chace,Whom by no meanes thou canst recall againe,For being gone, none can them bring in place,But whom they of them selues list so to grace.Right sory I, (saide then SirCalidore,)That my ill fortune did them hence displace.But since things passed none may now restore,Tell me, what were they all, whose lacke thee grieues so sore.Tho gan that shepheard thus for to dilate;xxiThen wote thou shepheard, whatsoeuer thou bee,That all those Ladies, which thou sawest late,AreVenusDamzels, all within[561]her fee,But differing in honour and degree:They all are Graces, which on her depend,Besides a thousand more, which ready beeHer to adorne, when so she forth doth wend:But those three in the midst, doe chiefe on her attend.They are the daughters of sky-ruling Ioue,xxiiBy him begot of faireEurynome,The Oceans daughter, in this pleasant groue,As he this way comming from feastfull glee,OfThetiswedding withÆacidee,[562]In sommers shade him selfe[563]here rested weary.The first of them hight myldeEuphrosyne,Next faireAglaia, lastThaliamerry:Sweete Goddesses all three which me in mirth do cherry.These three on men all gracious gifts bestow,xxiiiWhich decke the body or adorne the mynde,To make them louely or well fauoured show,As comely carriage, entertainement kynde,Sweete semblaunt, friendly offices that bynde,And all the complements of curtesie:They teach vs, how to each degree and kyndeWe should our selues demeane, to low, to hie;To friends, to foes, which skill men call Ciuility.Therefore they alwaies smoothly seeme to smile,xxivThat we likewise should mylde and gentle be,And also naked are, that without guileOr false dissemblaunce all them plaine may see,Simple and true from couert malice free:And eeke them selues so in their daunce they bore,That two of them still froward[564]seem’d to bee,But one still towards shew’d her selfe afore;That good should from vs goe, then come in greater store.Such were those Goddesses, which ye did see;xxvBut that fourth Mayd, which there amidst them traced,Who can aread, what creature mote she bee,Whether a creature, or a goddesse gracedWith heauenly gifts from heuen first enraced?But what so sure she was, she worthy was,To be the fourth with those three other placed:Yet was she certes but a countrey[565]lasse,Yet she all other countrey lasses farre did passe.So farre as doth the daughter of the day,xxviAll other lesser lights in light excell,So farre doth she in beautyfull array,Aboue all other lasses beare the bell,Ne lesse in vertue that beseemes her well,Doth she exceede the rest of all her race,For which the Graces that here wont to dwell,Haue for more honor brought her to this place,And graced her so much to be another Grace.Another Grace she well deserues to be,xxviiIn whom so many Graces gathered are,Excelling much the meane of her degree;Diuine resemblaunce, beauty soueraine rare,Firme Chastity, that spight ne blemish dare;All which she with such courtesie doth grace,That all her peres cannot with her compare,But quite are dimmed, when she is in place.She made me often pipe and now to pipe apace.Sunne of the world, great glory of the sky,xxviiiThat all the earth doest lighten with thy rayes,GreatGloriana, greatest Maiesty,Pardon thy shepheard, mongst so many layes,As he hath sung of thee in all his dayes,To make one minime of thy poore handmayd,And vnderneath thy feete to place her prayse,That when thy glory shall be farre displaydTo future age of her this mention may be made.When thus that shepherd ended had his speach,xxixSaydCalidore; Now sure it yrketh mee,That to thy blisse I made this luckelesse breach,As now the author of thy bale to be,Thus to bereaue thy loues deare sight from thee:But gentle Shepheard pardon thou my shame,Who rashly sought that, which I mote not see.Thus did the courteous Knight excuse his blame,And to recomfort him, all comely meanes did frame.In such discourses they together spentxxxLong time, as fit occasion forth them led;With which the Knight him selfe did much content,And with delight his greedy fancy fed,Both of his words, which he with reason red;And also of the place, whose pleasures rareWith such regard his sences rauished,That thence, he had no will away to fare,But wisht, that with that shepheard he mote dwelling share.But that enuenimd sting, the which of yore,xxxiHis poysnous point deepe fixed in his hartHad left, now gan afresh to rancle sore,And to renue the rigour of his smart:Which[566]to recure, no skill of Leaches artMote him auaile, but to returne againeTo his wounds worker, that with louely dartDinting his brest, had bred his restlesse paine,Like as the wounded Whale to shore flies from the maine.So taking leaue of that same gentle swaine,xxxiiHe backe returned to his rusticke wonne,Where his fairePastorelladid remaine:To whome in sort, as he at first begonne,He daily did apply him selfe to donne[567]All dewfull seruice voide of thoughts impure[568]:Ne any paines ne perill did he shonne,By which he might her to his loue allure,And liking in her yet vntamed heart procure.And euermore the shepheardCoridon,xxxiiiWhat euer thing he did her to aggrate,Did striue to match with strong contention,And all his paines did closely emulate;Whether it were to caroll, as they sateKeeping their sheepe, or games to exercize,Or to present her with their labours late;Through which if any grace chaunst to arizeTo him, the Shepheard streight with iealousie did frize.One day as they all three together wentxxxivTo the greene wood, to gather strawberies,There chaunst to them a dangerous accident;A Tigre forth out of the wood did rise,That with fell clawes full of fierce gourmandize,And greedy mouth, wide gaping like hell gate,Did runne atPastorellher to surprize:Whom she beholding, now all desolateGan cry to them aloud, to helpe her[569]all too late.WhichCoridonfirst hearing, ran in hastxxxvTo reskue her, but when he saw the feend,Through cowherd feare he fled away as fast,Ne durst abide the daunger of the end;His life he steemed dearer then his frend.ButCalidoresoone comming to her ayde,When he the beast saw ready now to rendHis loues deare spoile, in which his heart was prayde,He ran at him enraged in stead of being frayde.He had no weapon, but his shepheards hooke,xxxviTo serue the vengeaunce of his wrathfull will,With which so sternely he the monster strooke,That to the ground astonished he fell;Whence ere he could recou’r, he did him quell,And hewing off his head, [570]it presentedBefore the feete of the fairePastorell;Who scarcely yet from former feare exempted,A thousand times him thankt, that had her death preuented.From that day forth she gan him to affect,xxxviiAnd daily more her fauour to augment;ButCoridonfor cowherdize reiect,Fit to keepe sheepe, vnfit for loues content:The gentle heart scornes base disparagement.YetCalidoredid not despise him quight,But vsde him friendly for further intent,That by his fellowship, he colour mightBoth his estate, and loue from skill of any wight.So well he wood her, and so well he wrought her,xxxviiiWith humble seruice, and with daily sute,That at the last vnto his will he brought her;Which he so wisely well did prosecute,That of his loue he reapt the timely frute,And ioyed long in close felicity:Till fortune fraught with malice, blinde, and brute,That enuies louers long prosperity,Blew vp a bitter storme of foule aduersity.It fortuned one day, whenCalidorexxxixWas hunting in the woods (as was his trade)A lawlesse people,Brigantshight of yore,That neuer vsde to liue by plough nor spade,But fed on spoile and booty, which they madeVpon their neighbours, which did nigh them border,The dwelling of these shepheards did inuade,And spoyld their houses, and them selues did murder;And droue away their flocks[571], with other much disorder.Amongst the rest, the which they then did pray,xlThey spoyld oldMelibeeof all he had,And all his people captiue led away,Mongst which this lucklesse mayd away was lad,FairePastorella, sorrowfull and sad,Most sorrowfull, most sad, that euer sight,Now made the spoile of theeues andBrigantsbad,Which was the conquest of the gentlest Knight,That euer liu’d, and th’onely glory of his might.With them also was takenCoridon,xliAnd carried captiue by those theeues away;Who in the couert of the night, that noneMote them descry, nor reskue from their pray,Vnto their dwelling did them close conuay.Their dwelling in a little Island was,Couered with shrubby woods, in which no wayAppeard for people in nor out to pas,Nor any footing fynde for ouergrowen gras.For vnderneath the ground their way was made,xliiThrough hollow caues, that no man mote discouerFor the thicke shrubs, which did them alwaies shadeFrom view of liuing wight, and couered ouer:But darkenesse dred and daily night did houerThrough all the inner parts, wherein they dwelt,Ne lightned was with window, nor with louer,But with continuall candlelight, which deltA doubtfull sense of things, not so well seene, as felt.Hither thoseBrigantsbrought their present pray,xliiiAnd kept them with continuall watch and ward,Meaning so soone, as they conuenient may,For slaues to sell them, for no small reward,To merchants, which them kept in bondage hard,Or sold againe. Now when fairePastorellInto this place was brought, and kept with gardOf griesly theeues, she thought her self in hell,Where with such damned fiends she should in darknesse dwell.But for to tell the dolefull dreriment,xlivAnd pittifull complaints, which there she made,Where[572]day and night she nought did but lamentHer wretched life, shut vp in deadly shade,And waste her goodly beauty, which did fadeLike to a flowre, that feeles no heate of sunne,Which may her feeble leaues with comfort glade.[573]But[574]what befell her in that theeuish wonne,Will in an other Canto better be begonne.

Who now does follow the fouleBlatant Beast,i

WhilestCalidoredoes follow that faire Mayd,

Vnmyndfull of his vow and high beheast,

Which by the Faery Queene was on him layd,

That he should neuer leaue, nor be delayd

From chacing him, till he had it attchieued?

But now entrapt of loue, which him betrayd,

He mindeth more, how he may be relieued

With grace from her, whose loue his heart hath sore engrieued.

That from henceforth he meanes no more to sewiiHis former quest, so full of toile and paine;Another quest, another game in vewHe hath, the guerdon of his loue to gaine:With whom he myndes for euer to remaine,And set his rest amongst the rusticke sort,Rather then hunt still after shadowes vaineOf courtly fauour, fed with light report[556]Of euery blaste, and sayling alwaies in[557]the port.

That from henceforth he meanes no more to sewii

His former quest, so full of toile and paine;

Another quest, another game in vew

He hath, the guerdon of his loue to gaine:

With whom he myndes for euer to remaine,

And set his rest amongst the rusticke sort,

Rather then hunt still after shadowes vaine

Of courtly fauour, fed with light report[556]

Of euery blaste, and sayling alwaies in[557]the port.

Ne certes mote he greatly blamed be,iiiFrom so high step to stoupe vnto so low.For who had tasted once (as oft did he)The happy peace, which there doth ouerflow,And prou’d the perfect pleasures, which doe growAmongst poore hyndes, in hils, in woods, in dales,Would neuer more delight in painted showOf such false blisse, as there is set for stales,T’entrap vnwary fooles in their eternall bales.

Ne certes mote he greatly blamed be,iii

From so high step to stoupe vnto so low.

For who had tasted once (as oft did he)

The happy peace, which there doth ouerflow,

And prou’d the perfect pleasures, which doe grow

Amongst poore hyndes, in hils, in woods, in dales,

Would neuer more delight in painted show

Of such false blisse, as there is set for stales,

T’entrap vnwary fooles in their eternall bales.

For what hath all that goodly glorious gazeivLike to one sight, whichCalidoredid vew?The glaunce whereof their dimmed eies would daze,That neuer more they should endure the shewOf that sunne-shine, that makes them looke askew.Ne ought in all that world of beauties rare,(Saue onelyGlorianaesheauenly hewTo which what can compare?) can it compare;The which as commeth now, by course I will declare.

For what hath all that goodly glorious gazeiv

Like to one sight, whichCalidoredid vew?

The glaunce whereof their dimmed eies would daze,

That neuer more they should endure the shew

Of that sunne-shine, that makes them looke askew.

Ne ought in all that world of beauties rare,

(Saue onelyGlorianaesheauenly hew

To which what can compare?) can it compare;

The which as commeth now, by course I will declare.

One day as he did raunge the fields abroad,vWhilest his fairePastorellawas elsewhere,He chaunst to come, far from all peoples troad,Vnto a place, whose pleasaunce did appereTo passe all others, on the earth which were:For all that euer was by natures skillDeuized to worke delight, was gathered there,And there by her were poured forth at fill,As if this to adorne, she all the rest did pill.

One day as he did raunge the fields abroad,v

Whilest his fairePastorellawas elsewhere,

He chaunst to come, far from all peoples troad,

Vnto a place, whose pleasaunce did appere

To passe all others, on the earth which were:

For all that euer was by natures skill

Deuized to worke delight, was gathered there,

And there by her were poured forth at fill,

As if this to adorne, she all the rest did pill.

It was an hill plaste in an open plaine,viThat round about was bordered with a woodOf matchlesse hight, that seem’d th’earth to disdaine,In which all trees of honour stately stood,And did all winter as in sommer bud,Spredding pauilions for the birds to bowre,Which in their lower braunches sung aloud;And in their tops the soring hauke did towre,Sitting like King of fowles in maiesty and powre.

It was an hill plaste in an open plaine,vi

That round about was bordered with a wood

Of matchlesse hight, that seem’d th’earth to disdaine,

In which all trees of honour stately stood,

And did all winter as in sommer bud,

Spredding pauilions for the birds to bowre,

Which in their lower braunches sung aloud;

And in their tops the soring hauke did towre,

Sitting like King of fowles in maiesty and powre.

And at the foote thereof, a gentle fludviiHis siluer waues did softly tumble downe,Vnmard with ragged mosse or filthy mud,Ne mote wylde beastes, ne mote the ruder clowneThereto approch, ne filth mote therein drowne:But Nymphes and Faeries by the bancks did sit,In the woods shade, which did the waters crowne,Keeping all noysome things away from it,And to the waters fall tuning their accents fit.

And at the foote thereof, a gentle fludvii

His siluer waues did softly tumble downe,

Vnmard with ragged mosse or filthy mud,

Ne mote wylde beastes, ne mote the ruder clowne

Thereto approch, ne filth mote therein drowne:

But Nymphes and Faeries by the bancks did sit,

In the woods shade, which did the waters crowne,

Keeping all noysome things away from it,

And to the waters fall tuning their accents fit.

And on the top thereof a spacious plaineviiiDid spred it selfe, to serue to all delight,Either to daunce, when they to daunce would faine,Or else to course about[558]their bases light;Ne ought there wanted, which for pleasure might[559]Desired be, or thence to banish bale:So pleasauntly the hill with equall hight,Did seeme to ouerlooke the lowly vale;Therefore it rightly cleeped was mountAcidale.

And on the top thereof a spacious plaineviii

Did spred it selfe, to serue to all delight,

Either to daunce, when they to daunce would faine,

Or else to course about[558]their bases light;

Ne ought there wanted, which for pleasure might[559]

Desired be, or thence to banish bale:

So pleasauntly the hill with equall hight,

Did seeme to ouerlooke the lowly vale;

Therefore it rightly cleeped was mountAcidale.

They say thatVenus, when she did disposeixHer selfe to pleasaunce, vsed to resortVnto this place, and therein to reposeAnd rest her selfe, as in a gladsome port,Or with the Graces there to play and sport;That euen her owne Cytheron, though in itShe vsed most to keepe her royall court,And in her soueraine Maiesty to sit,She in regard hereof refusde and thought vnfit.

They say thatVenus, when she did disposeix

Her selfe to pleasaunce, vsed to resort

Vnto this place, and therein to repose

And rest her selfe, as in a gladsome port,

Or with the Graces there to play and sport;

That euen her owne Cytheron, though in it

She vsed most to keepe her royall court,

And in her soueraine Maiesty to sit,

She in regard hereof refusde and thought vnfit.

Vnto this place when as the Elfin KnightxApprocht, him seemed that the merry soundOf a shrill pipe he playing heard on hight,And many feete fast thumping th’hollow ground,That through the woods their Eccho did rebound.He nigher drew, to weete what mote it be;There he a troupe of Ladies dauncing foundFull merrily, and making gladfull glee,And in the midst a Shepheard piping he did see.

Vnto this place when as the Elfin Knightx

Approcht, him seemed that the merry sound

Of a shrill pipe he playing heard on hight,

And many feete fast thumping th’hollow ground,

That through the woods their Eccho did rebound.

He nigher drew, to weete what mote it be;

There he a troupe of Ladies dauncing found

Full merrily, and making gladfull glee,

And in the midst a Shepheard piping he did see.

He durst not enter into th’open greene,xiFor dread of them vnwares to be descryde,For breaking of their daunce, if he were seene;But in the couert of the wood did byde,Beholding all, yet of them vnespyde.There he did see, that pleased much his sight,That euen he him selfe his eyes enuyde,An hundred naked maidens lilly white,All raunged in a ring, and dauncing in delight.

He durst not enter into th’open greene,xi

For dread of them vnwares to be descryde,

For breaking of their daunce, if he were seene;

But in the couert of the wood did byde,

Beholding all, yet of them vnespyde.

There he did see, that pleased much his sight,

That euen he him selfe his eyes enuyde,

An hundred naked maidens lilly white,

All raunged in a ring, and dauncing in delight.

All they without were raunged in a ring,xiiAnd daunced round; but in the midst of themThree other Ladies did both daunce and sing,The whilest the rest them round about did hemme,And like a girlond did in compasse stemme:And in the middest of those same three, was placedAnother Damzell, as a precious gemme,Amidst a ring most richly well enchaced,That with her goodly presence all the rest much graced.

All they without were raunged in a ring,xii

And daunced round; but in the midst of them

Three other Ladies did both daunce and sing,

The whilest the rest them round about did hemme,

And like a girlond did in compasse stemme:

And in the middest of those same three, was placed

Another Damzell, as a precious gemme,

Amidst a ring most richly well enchaced,

That with her goodly presence all the rest much graced.

Looke how the Crowne, whichAriadneworexiiiVpon her yuory forehead that same day,ThatTheseusher vnto his bridale bore,When the boldCentauresmade that bloudy fray,With the fierceLapithes, which did them dismay;Being now placed in the firmament,Through the bright heauen doth her beams display,And is vnto the starres an ornament,Which round about her moue in order excellent.

Looke how the Crowne, whichAriadneworexiii

Vpon her yuory forehead that same day,

ThatTheseusher vnto his bridale bore,

When the boldCentauresmade that bloudy fray,

With the fierceLapithes, which did them dismay;

Being now placed in the firmament,

Through the bright heauen doth her beams display,

And is vnto the starres an ornament,

Which round about her moue in order excellent.

Such was the beauty of this goodly band,xivWhose sundry parts were here too long to tell:But she that in the midst of them did stand,Seem’d all the rest in beauty to excell,Crownd with a rosie girlond, that right wellDid her beseeme. And euer, as the crewAbout her daunst, sweet flowres, that far did smell,And fragrant odours they vppon her threw;But most of all, those three did her with gifts endew.

Such was the beauty of this goodly band,xiv

Whose sundry parts were here too long to tell:

But she that in the midst of them did stand,

Seem’d all the rest in beauty to excell,

Crownd with a rosie girlond, that right well

Did her beseeme. And euer, as the crew

About her daunst, sweet flowres, that far did smell,

And fragrant odours they vppon her threw;

But most of all, those three did her with gifts endew.

Those were the Graces, daughters of delight,xvHandmaides ofVenus, which are wont to hauntVppon this hill, and daunce there day and night:Those three to men all gifts of grace do graunt,And all, thatVenusin her selfe doth vaunt,Is borrowed of them. But that faire one,That in the midst was placed parauaunt,Was she to whom that shepheard pypt alone,That made him pipe so merrily, as neuer none.

Those were the Graces, daughters of delight,xv

Handmaides ofVenus, which are wont to haunt

Vppon this hill, and daunce there day and night:

Those three to men all gifts of grace do graunt,

And all, thatVenusin her selfe doth vaunt,

Is borrowed of them. But that faire one,

That in the midst was placed parauaunt,

Was she to whom that shepheard pypt alone,

That made him pipe so merrily, as neuer none.

She was to weete that iolly Shepheards lasse,xviWhich piped there vnto that merry rout,That iolly shepheard, which there piped, wasPooreColin Clout(who knowes notColin Clout?)He pypt apace, whilest they him daunst about.Pype iolly shepheard, pype thou now apaceVnto thy loue, that made thee low to lout:Thy loue is present there with thee in place,Thy loue is there aduaunst to be another Grace.

She was to weete that iolly Shepheards lasse,xvi

Which piped there vnto that merry rout,

That iolly shepheard, which there piped, was

PooreColin Clout(who knowes notColin Clout?)

He pypt apace, whilest they him daunst about.

Pype iolly shepheard, pype thou now apace

Vnto thy loue, that made thee low to lout:

Thy loue is present there with thee in place,

Thy loue is there aduaunst to be another Grace.

Much wondredCalidoreat this straunge sight,xviiWhose like before his eye had neuer seene,And standing long astonished in spright,And rapt with pleasaunce, wist not what to weene;Whether it were the traine of beauties Queene,Or Nymphes, or Faeries, or enchaunted show,With which his eyes mote haue deluded beene.Therefore resoluing, what it was, to know,Out of the wood he rose, and toward them did go.

Much wondredCalidoreat this straunge sight,xvii

Whose like before his eye had neuer seene,

And standing long astonished in spright,

And rapt with pleasaunce, wist not what to weene;

Whether it were the traine of beauties Queene,

Or Nymphes, or Faeries, or enchaunted show,

With which his eyes mote haue deluded beene.

Therefore resoluing, what it was, to know,

Out of the wood he rose, and toward them did go.

But soone as he appeared to their vew,xviiiThey vanisht all away out of his sight,And cleane were gone, which way he neuer knew;All saue the shepheard, who for fell despightOf that displeasure, broke his bag-pipe quight,And made great mone for that vnhappy turne.ButCalidore, though no lesse sory wight,For that mishap, yet seeing him to mourne,Drew neare, that he the truth of all by him mote learne.

But soone as he appeared to their vew,xviii

They vanisht all away out of his sight,

And cleane were gone, which way he neuer knew;

All saue the shepheard, who for fell despight

Of that displeasure, broke his bag-pipe quight,

And made great mone for that vnhappy turne.

ButCalidore, though no lesse sory wight,

For that mishap, yet seeing him to mourne,

Drew neare, that he the truth of all by him mote learne.

And first him greeting, thus vnto him spake,xixHaile iolly shepheard, which thy ioyous dayesHere leadest in this goodly merry make,Frequented of these gentle Nymphes alwayes,Which to thee flocke, to heare thy louely layes;Tell me, what mote these dainty Damzels be,Which here with thee doe make their pleasant playes?Right happy thou, that mayst them freely see:But why when I them saw, fled they away from me?

And first him greeting, thus vnto him spake,xix

Haile iolly shepheard, which thy ioyous dayes

Here leadest in this goodly merry make,

Frequented of these gentle Nymphes alwayes,

Which to thee flocke, to heare thy louely layes;

Tell me, what mote these dainty Damzels be,

Which here with thee doe make their pleasant playes?

Right happy thou, that mayst them freely see:

But why when I them saw, fled they away from me?

Not I so happy[560], answerd then that swaine,xxAs thou vnhappy, which them thence didst chace,Whom by no meanes thou canst recall againe,For being gone, none can them bring in place,But whom they of them selues list so to grace.Right sory I, (saide then SirCalidore,)That my ill fortune did them hence displace.But since things passed none may now restore,Tell me, what were they all, whose lacke thee grieues so sore.

Not I so happy[560], answerd then that swaine,xx

As thou vnhappy, which them thence didst chace,

Whom by no meanes thou canst recall againe,

For being gone, none can them bring in place,

But whom they of them selues list so to grace.

Right sory I, (saide then SirCalidore,)

That my ill fortune did them hence displace.

But since things passed none may now restore,

Tell me, what were they all, whose lacke thee grieues so sore.

Tho gan that shepheard thus for to dilate;xxiThen wote thou shepheard, whatsoeuer thou bee,That all those Ladies, which thou sawest late,AreVenusDamzels, all within[561]her fee,But differing in honour and degree:They all are Graces, which on her depend,Besides a thousand more, which ready beeHer to adorne, when so she forth doth wend:But those three in the midst, doe chiefe on her attend.

Tho gan that shepheard thus for to dilate;xxi

Then wote thou shepheard, whatsoeuer thou bee,

That all those Ladies, which thou sawest late,

AreVenusDamzels, all within[561]her fee,

But differing in honour and degree:

They all are Graces, which on her depend,

Besides a thousand more, which ready bee

Her to adorne, when so she forth doth wend:

But those three in the midst, doe chiefe on her attend.

They are the daughters of sky-ruling Ioue,xxiiBy him begot of faireEurynome,The Oceans daughter, in this pleasant groue,As he this way comming from feastfull glee,OfThetiswedding withÆacidee,[562]In sommers shade him selfe[563]here rested weary.The first of them hight myldeEuphrosyne,Next faireAglaia, lastThaliamerry:Sweete Goddesses all three which me in mirth do cherry.

They are the daughters of sky-ruling Ioue,xxii

By him begot of faireEurynome,

The Oceans daughter, in this pleasant groue,

As he this way comming from feastfull glee,

OfThetiswedding withÆacidee,[562]

In sommers shade him selfe[563]here rested weary.

The first of them hight myldeEuphrosyne,

Next faireAglaia, lastThaliamerry:

Sweete Goddesses all three which me in mirth do cherry.

These three on men all gracious gifts bestow,xxiiiWhich decke the body or adorne the mynde,To make them louely or well fauoured show,As comely carriage, entertainement kynde,Sweete semblaunt, friendly offices that bynde,And all the complements of curtesie:They teach vs, how to each degree and kyndeWe should our selues demeane, to low, to hie;To friends, to foes, which skill men call Ciuility.

These three on men all gracious gifts bestow,xxiii

Which decke the body or adorne the mynde,

To make them louely or well fauoured show,

As comely carriage, entertainement kynde,

Sweete semblaunt, friendly offices that bynde,

And all the complements of curtesie:

They teach vs, how to each degree and kynde

We should our selues demeane, to low, to hie;

To friends, to foes, which skill men call Ciuility.

Therefore they alwaies smoothly seeme to smile,xxivThat we likewise should mylde and gentle be,And also naked are, that without guileOr false dissemblaunce all them plaine may see,Simple and true from couert malice free:And eeke them selues so in their daunce they bore,That two of them still froward[564]seem’d to bee,But one still towards shew’d her selfe afore;That good should from vs goe, then come in greater store.

Therefore they alwaies smoothly seeme to smile,xxiv

That we likewise should mylde and gentle be,

And also naked are, that without guile

Or false dissemblaunce all them plaine may see,

Simple and true from couert malice free:

And eeke them selues so in their daunce they bore,

That two of them still froward[564]seem’d to bee,

But one still towards shew’d her selfe afore;

That good should from vs goe, then come in greater store.

Such were those Goddesses, which ye did see;xxvBut that fourth Mayd, which there amidst them traced,Who can aread, what creature mote she bee,Whether a creature, or a goddesse gracedWith heauenly gifts from heuen first enraced?But what so sure she was, she worthy was,To be the fourth with those three other placed:Yet was she certes but a countrey[565]lasse,Yet she all other countrey lasses farre did passe.

Such were those Goddesses, which ye did see;xxv

But that fourth Mayd, which there amidst them traced,

Who can aread, what creature mote she bee,

Whether a creature, or a goddesse graced

With heauenly gifts from heuen first enraced?

But what so sure she was, she worthy was,

To be the fourth with those three other placed:

Yet was she certes but a countrey[565]lasse,

Yet she all other countrey lasses farre did passe.

So farre as doth the daughter of the day,xxviAll other lesser lights in light excell,So farre doth she in beautyfull array,Aboue all other lasses beare the bell,Ne lesse in vertue that beseemes her well,Doth she exceede the rest of all her race,For which the Graces that here wont to dwell,Haue for more honor brought her to this place,And graced her so much to be another Grace.

So farre as doth the daughter of the day,xxvi

All other lesser lights in light excell,

So farre doth she in beautyfull array,

Aboue all other lasses beare the bell,

Ne lesse in vertue that beseemes her well,

Doth she exceede the rest of all her race,

For which the Graces that here wont to dwell,

Haue for more honor brought her to this place,

And graced her so much to be another Grace.

Another Grace she well deserues to be,xxviiIn whom so many Graces gathered are,Excelling much the meane of her degree;Diuine resemblaunce, beauty soueraine rare,Firme Chastity, that spight ne blemish dare;All which she with such courtesie doth grace,That all her peres cannot with her compare,But quite are dimmed, when she is in place.She made me often pipe and now to pipe apace.

Another Grace she well deserues to be,xxvii

In whom so many Graces gathered are,

Excelling much the meane of her degree;

Diuine resemblaunce, beauty soueraine rare,

Firme Chastity, that spight ne blemish dare;

All which she with such courtesie doth grace,

That all her peres cannot with her compare,

But quite are dimmed, when she is in place.

She made me often pipe and now to pipe apace.

Sunne of the world, great glory of the sky,xxviiiThat all the earth doest lighten with thy rayes,GreatGloriana, greatest Maiesty,Pardon thy shepheard, mongst so many layes,As he hath sung of thee in all his dayes,To make one minime of thy poore handmayd,And vnderneath thy feete to place her prayse,That when thy glory shall be farre displaydTo future age of her this mention may be made.

Sunne of the world, great glory of the sky,xxviii

That all the earth doest lighten with thy rayes,

GreatGloriana, greatest Maiesty,

Pardon thy shepheard, mongst so many layes,

As he hath sung of thee in all his dayes,

To make one minime of thy poore handmayd,

And vnderneath thy feete to place her prayse,

That when thy glory shall be farre displayd

To future age of her this mention may be made.

When thus that shepherd ended had his speach,xxixSaydCalidore; Now sure it yrketh mee,That to thy blisse I made this luckelesse breach,As now the author of thy bale to be,Thus to bereaue thy loues deare sight from thee:But gentle Shepheard pardon thou my shame,Who rashly sought that, which I mote not see.Thus did the courteous Knight excuse his blame,And to recomfort him, all comely meanes did frame.

When thus that shepherd ended had his speach,xxix

SaydCalidore; Now sure it yrketh mee,

That to thy blisse I made this luckelesse breach,

As now the author of thy bale to be,

Thus to bereaue thy loues deare sight from thee:

But gentle Shepheard pardon thou my shame,

Who rashly sought that, which I mote not see.

Thus did the courteous Knight excuse his blame,

And to recomfort him, all comely meanes did frame.

In such discourses they together spentxxxLong time, as fit occasion forth them led;With which the Knight him selfe did much content,And with delight his greedy fancy fed,Both of his words, which he with reason red;And also of the place, whose pleasures rareWith such regard his sences rauished,That thence, he had no will away to fare,But wisht, that with that shepheard he mote dwelling share.

In such discourses they together spentxxx

Long time, as fit occasion forth them led;

With which the Knight him selfe did much content,

And with delight his greedy fancy fed,

Both of his words, which he with reason red;

And also of the place, whose pleasures rare

With such regard his sences rauished,

That thence, he had no will away to fare,

But wisht, that with that shepheard he mote dwelling share.

But that enuenimd sting, the which of yore,xxxiHis poysnous point deepe fixed in his hartHad left, now gan afresh to rancle sore,And to renue the rigour of his smart:Which[566]to recure, no skill of Leaches artMote him auaile, but to returne againeTo his wounds worker, that with louely dartDinting his brest, had bred his restlesse paine,Like as the wounded Whale to shore flies from the maine.

But that enuenimd sting, the which of yore,xxxi

His poysnous point deepe fixed in his hart

Had left, now gan afresh to rancle sore,

And to renue the rigour of his smart:

Which[566]to recure, no skill of Leaches art

Mote him auaile, but to returne againe

To his wounds worker, that with louely dart

Dinting his brest, had bred his restlesse paine,

Like as the wounded Whale to shore flies from the maine.

So taking leaue of that same gentle swaine,xxxiiHe backe returned to his rusticke wonne,Where his fairePastorelladid remaine:To whome in sort, as he at first begonne,He daily did apply him selfe to donne[567]All dewfull seruice voide of thoughts impure[568]:Ne any paines ne perill did he shonne,By which he might her to his loue allure,And liking in her yet vntamed heart procure.

So taking leaue of that same gentle swaine,xxxii

He backe returned to his rusticke wonne,

Where his fairePastorelladid remaine:

To whome in sort, as he at first begonne,

He daily did apply him selfe to donne[567]

All dewfull seruice voide of thoughts impure[568]:

Ne any paines ne perill did he shonne,

By which he might her to his loue allure,

And liking in her yet vntamed heart procure.

And euermore the shepheardCoridon,xxxiiiWhat euer thing he did her to aggrate,Did striue to match with strong contention,And all his paines did closely emulate;Whether it were to caroll, as they sateKeeping their sheepe, or games to exercize,Or to present her with their labours late;Through which if any grace chaunst to arizeTo him, the Shepheard streight with iealousie did frize.

And euermore the shepheardCoridon,xxxiii

What euer thing he did her to aggrate,

Did striue to match with strong contention,

And all his paines did closely emulate;

Whether it were to caroll, as they sate

Keeping their sheepe, or games to exercize,

Or to present her with their labours late;

Through which if any grace chaunst to arize

To him, the Shepheard streight with iealousie did frize.

One day as they all three together wentxxxivTo the greene wood, to gather strawberies,There chaunst to them a dangerous accident;A Tigre forth out of the wood did rise,That with fell clawes full of fierce gourmandize,And greedy mouth, wide gaping like hell gate,Did runne atPastorellher to surprize:Whom she beholding, now all desolateGan cry to them aloud, to helpe her[569]all too late.

One day as they all three together wentxxxiv

To the greene wood, to gather strawberies,

There chaunst to them a dangerous accident;

A Tigre forth out of the wood did rise,

That with fell clawes full of fierce gourmandize,

And greedy mouth, wide gaping like hell gate,

Did runne atPastorellher to surprize:

Whom she beholding, now all desolate

Gan cry to them aloud, to helpe her[569]all too late.

WhichCoridonfirst hearing, ran in hastxxxvTo reskue her, but when he saw the feend,Through cowherd feare he fled away as fast,Ne durst abide the daunger of the end;His life he steemed dearer then his frend.ButCalidoresoone comming to her ayde,When he the beast saw ready now to rendHis loues deare spoile, in which his heart was prayde,He ran at him enraged in stead of being frayde.

WhichCoridonfirst hearing, ran in hastxxxv

To reskue her, but when he saw the feend,

Through cowherd feare he fled away as fast,

Ne durst abide the daunger of the end;

His life he steemed dearer then his frend.

ButCalidoresoone comming to her ayde,

When he the beast saw ready now to rend

His loues deare spoile, in which his heart was prayde,

He ran at him enraged in stead of being frayde.

He had no weapon, but his shepheards hooke,xxxviTo serue the vengeaunce of his wrathfull will,With which so sternely he the monster strooke,That to the ground astonished he fell;Whence ere he could recou’r, he did him quell,And hewing off his head, [570]it presentedBefore the feete of the fairePastorell;Who scarcely yet from former feare exempted,A thousand times him thankt, that had her death preuented.

He had no weapon, but his shepheards hooke,xxxvi

To serue the vengeaunce of his wrathfull will,

With which so sternely he the monster strooke,

That to the ground astonished he fell;

Whence ere he could recou’r, he did him quell,

And hewing off his head, [570]it presented

Before the feete of the fairePastorell;

Who scarcely yet from former feare exempted,

A thousand times him thankt, that had her death preuented.

From that day forth she gan him to affect,xxxviiAnd daily more her fauour to augment;ButCoridonfor cowherdize reiect,Fit to keepe sheepe, vnfit for loues content:The gentle heart scornes base disparagement.YetCalidoredid not despise him quight,But vsde him friendly for further intent,That by his fellowship, he colour mightBoth his estate, and loue from skill of any wight.

From that day forth she gan him to affect,xxxvii

And daily more her fauour to augment;

ButCoridonfor cowherdize reiect,

Fit to keepe sheepe, vnfit for loues content:

The gentle heart scornes base disparagement.

YetCalidoredid not despise him quight,

But vsde him friendly for further intent,

That by his fellowship, he colour might

Both his estate, and loue from skill of any wight.

So well he wood her, and so well he wrought her,xxxviiiWith humble seruice, and with daily sute,That at the last vnto his will he brought her;Which he so wisely well did prosecute,That of his loue he reapt the timely frute,And ioyed long in close felicity:Till fortune fraught with malice, blinde, and brute,That enuies louers long prosperity,Blew vp a bitter storme of foule aduersity.

So well he wood her, and so well he wrought her,xxxviii

With humble seruice, and with daily sute,

That at the last vnto his will he brought her;

Which he so wisely well did prosecute,

That of his loue he reapt the timely frute,

And ioyed long in close felicity:

Till fortune fraught with malice, blinde, and brute,

That enuies louers long prosperity,

Blew vp a bitter storme of foule aduersity.

It fortuned one day, whenCalidorexxxixWas hunting in the woods (as was his trade)A lawlesse people,Brigantshight of yore,That neuer vsde to liue by plough nor spade,But fed on spoile and booty, which they madeVpon their neighbours, which did nigh them border,The dwelling of these shepheards did inuade,And spoyld their houses, and them selues did murder;And droue away their flocks[571], with other much disorder.

It fortuned one day, whenCalidorexxxix

Was hunting in the woods (as was his trade)

A lawlesse people,Brigantshight of yore,

That neuer vsde to liue by plough nor spade,

But fed on spoile and booty, which they made

Vpon their neighbours, which did nigh them border,

The dwelling of these shepheards did inuade,

And spoyld their houses, and them selues did murder;

And droue away their flocks[571], with other much disorder.

Amongst the rest, the which they then did pray,xlThey spoyld oldMelibeeof all he had,And all his people captiue led away,Mongst which this lucklesse mayd away was lad,FairePastorella, sorrowfull and sad,Most sorrowfull, most sad, that euer sight,Now made the spoile of theeues andBrigantsbad,Which was the conquest of the gentlest Knight,That euer liu’d, and th’onely glory of his might.

Amongst the rest, the which they then did pray,xl

They spoyld oldMelibeeof all he had,

And all his people captiue led away,

Mongst which this lucklesse mayd away was lad,

FairePastorella, sorrowfull and sad,

Most sorrowfull, most sad, that euer sight,

Now made the spoile of theeues andBrigantsbad,

Which was the conquest of the gentlest Knight,

That euer liu’d, and th’onely glory of his might.

With them also was takenCoridon,xliAnd carried captiue by those theeues away;Who in the couert of the night, that noneMote them descry, nor reskue from their pray,Vnto their dwelling did them close conuay.Their dwelling in a little Island was,Couered with shrubby woods, in which no wayAppeard for people in nor out to pas,Nor any footing fynde for ouergrowen gras.

With them also was takenCoridon,xli

And carried captiue by those theeues away;

Who in the couert of the night, that none

Mote them descry, nor reskue from their pray,

Vnto their dwelling did them close conuay.

Their dwelling in a little Island was,

Couered with shrubby woods, in which no way

Appeard for people in nor out to pas,

Nor any footing fynde for ouergrowen gras.

For vnderneath the ground their way was made,xliiThrough hollow caues, that no man mote discouerFor the thicke shrubs, which did them alwaies shadeFrom view of liuing wight, and couered ouer:But darkenesse dred and daily night did houerThrough all the inner parts, wherein they dwelt,Ne lightned was with window, nor with louer,But with continuall candlelight, which deltA doubtfull sense of things, not so well seene, as felt.

For vnderneath the ground their way was made,xlii

Through hollow caues, that no man mote discouer

For the thicke shrubs, which did them alwaies shade

From view of liuing wight, and couered ouer:

But darkenesse dred and daily night did houer

Through all the inner parts, wherein they dwelt,

Ne lightned was with window, nor with louer,

But with continuall candlelight, which delt

A doubtfull sense of things, not so well seene, as felt.

Hither thoseBrigantsbrought their present pray,xliiiAnd kept them with continuall watch and ward,Meaning so soone, as they conuenient may,For slaues to sell them, for no small reward,To merchants, which them kept in bondage hard,Or sold againe. Now when fairePastorellInto this place was brought, and kept with gardOf griesly theeues, she thought her self in hell,Where with such damned fiends she should in darknesse dwell.

Hither thoseBrigantsbrought their present pray,xliii

And kept them with continuall watch and ward,

Meaning so soone, as they conuenient may,

For slaues to sell them, for no small reward,

To merchants, which them kept in bondage hard,

Or sold againe. Now when fairePastorell

Into this place was brought, and kept with gard

Of griesly theeues, she thought her self in hell,

Where with such damned fiends she should in darknesse dwell.

But for to tell the dolefull dreriment,xlivAnd pittifull complaints, which there she made,Where[572]day and night she nought did but lamentHer wretched life, shut vp in deadly shade,And waste her goodly beauty, which did fadeLike to a flowre, that feeles no heate of sunne,Which may her feeble leaues with comfort glade.[573]But[574]what befell her in that theeuish wonne,Will in an other Canto better be begonne.

But for to tell the dolefull dreriment,xliv

And pittifull complaints, which there she made,

Where[572]day and night she nought did but lament

Her wretched life, shut vp in deadly shade,

And waste her goodly beauty, which did fade

Like to a flowre, that feeles no heate of sunne,

Which may her feeble leaues with comfort glade.[573]

But[574]what befell her in that theeuish wonne,

Will in an other Canto better be begonne.

FOOTNOTES:[556]ii 8 report.1596[557]9 in] on1596[558]viii 4 course-about1609[559]5 might,1596[560]xx 1 happy1596[561]xxi 4 within] with in1596[562]xxii 5AEcidee1596:Aecidee,1609[563]6 selfe] felfe1596[564]xxiv 7 froward] forward1596,1609:corr. 1612-13[565]xxv 8 counrtey1596[566]xxxi 5 Whch1596[567]xxxii 5 donne,1596[568]6 impare1596[569]xxxiv 9 her] ereDrayton(teste Collier)[570]xxxvi 6 om. 1596, 1609[571]xxxix 9 flocke1609

[556]ii 8 report.1596

[557]9 in] on1596

[558]viii 4 course-about1609

[559]5 might,1596

[560]xx 1 happy1596

[561]xxi 4 within] with in1596

[562]xxii 5AEcidee1596:Aecidee,1609

[563]6 selfe] felfe1596

[564]xxiv 7 froward] forward1596,1609:corr. 1612-13

[565]xxv 8 counrtey1596

[566]xxxi 5 Whch1596

[567]xxxii 5 donne,1596

[568]6 impare1596

[569]xxxiv 9 her] ereDrayton(teste Collier)

[570]xxxvi 6 om. 1596, 1609

[571]xxxix 9 flocke1609

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