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But th' other still pursu'd the fearefull mayd; Saying, “ Sir Knight, of pardon I you pray,
Who still from him as fast away did flie,

That all unweeting have you wrong'd thus sore, Ne once for ought her speedy passage stayd, Suffring my hand against my heart to stray: Till that at length she did before her spie

Which if ye please forgive, I will therefore Sir Artegall, to whom she streight did hie

Yeeld for amends myselfe yours evermore, With gladfull hast, in hope of him to get

Or whatso penaunce shall by you be red.” Succour against her greedy enimy:

To whom the prince; “ Certes me needeth more Who seeing her approch gan forward set

To crave the same ; whom errour so misled, To save her from her feare, and him from force to let. As that I did mistake the living for the ded. But he, like hound full greedy of his pray, « But, sith ye please that both our blames shall die, Being impatient of impediment,

Amends may for the trespasse soone be made, Continu'd still his course, and by the way

Since neither is endamadg'd much thereby.” Thought with his speare bim quight have overwent. So can they both themselves full eath perswade So both together, ylike felly bent,

To faire accordaunce, and both faults to shade, Like fiercely met: but Artegalt was stronger, Either embracing other lovingly, And better skild in tilt and turnament,

And swearing faith to either on his blade, And bore him quite out of his saddle, longer

Never thenceforth to nourish enmity, Then two speares length: so mischiefe overmatcht But either others cause to maintaine mutually. the wronger :

Then Artegall gan of the prince enquire, And in his fall misfortune him mistooke;

What were those knights which there on ground For on his head unhappily he pight,

were layd, That his owne waight his necke asunder broke, And had receiv'd their follies worthy hire, And left there dead. Meane while the other knight | And for what cause they chased so that mayd. Defeated had the other faytour quight,

“ Certes I wote not well,” the prince then sayd, And all his bowels in his body brast:

“ But by adventure found them faring so, Whom leaving there in that dispiteous plight,

As by the way unweetingly I strayd, He ran still on, thinking to follow fast

And lo! the damzell selfe, whence all did grow, His other fellow Pagan which before him past. Of whom we may at will the whole occasion know.” Instead of whom finding there ready prest

Then they that damzell called to them nie, Sir Artegall, without discretion

And asked her, what were those two her fone, He at him ran with ready speare in rest :

From whom she earst so fast away did flie; Who, seeing him come still so fiercely on,

And what was she herselfe so woe-begone, Against bim made againe: so both anon

And for what cause pursu'd of them attone. Together met, and strongly either strooke

To whom she thus; “ Then wote ye well, that I And broke their speares; yet neither has forgon

Doe serve a queene that not far hence doth wone, His horses backe, yet to and fro long shooke

A princesse of great powre and majestie, [nie. And tottred, like two towres which through a tem

Famous through all the world, and honor'd far and pest quooke.

“ Her name Mercilla most men use to call; But, when againe they had recovered sence,

That is a mayden queene of high renowne,
They drew their swords, in mind to make amends
For what their speares had fayld of their pretence: And soveraine grace, with which her royall crowne

For her great bounty knowen over all
Which when the damzell, who those deadly ends
Of both her foes had seene, and now her frends

She doth support, and strongly beateth downe

The malice of her foes, wbich her envy For her beginning a more fearefull fray;

And at her happinesse do fret and frowne; She to them runnes in hast, and her haire rends,

Yet she herselfe the more doth magnify,
Crying to them their cruell hands to stay,

And even to her foes her mercies multiply.
Untill they both do heare what she to them will say.
They stayd their hands; when she thus gan to speake;

“ Mongst many which maligne her happy state, “ Ah! gentle knights, what meane ye thus unwise There is a mighty man, which wonnes here by, Upon yourselves anothers wrong to wreake?

That with most fell despight and deadly hate I am the wrong'd, whom ye did enterprise

Seekes to subvert her crowne and dignity, Both to redresse, and both redrest likewise:

And all his powre doth thereunto apply: Witnesse the Paynims both, whom ye may see

And her good knights, (of which so brave a band There dead on ground : what doe ye then devise

Serves her as any princesse under sky)
Of more revenge? if more, then I am shee (mee.” He either spoiles, if they against him stand,
Which was the roote of all; end your revenge on

Or to his part allures, and bribeth under hand.
Whom when they heard so say, they lookt about “ Ne him sufficeth all the wrong and ill,
To weete if it were true as she had told;

Which he unto her people does each day; Where when they saw their foes dead out of doubt, But that he seekes by trayterous traines to spill Eftsoones they.gan their wrothfull hands to hold, Her person, and her sacred selfe to slay: And ventajles reare each other to behold.

That, ( ye Heavens, defend! and turne away Tho, when as Artegall did Arthure vew,

From her unto the miscreant himselfe; So faire a creature and so wondrous bold,

That neither hath religion nor fay, He much admired both his heart and hew, But makes his god of his ungodly pelfe, And touched with intire affection nigh him drew; And idoles serves: so let his idols serve the Elfe !

“ To all which cruell tyranny, they say, Who, bringing them to their appointed place, He is provokt, and stird up day and night Offred his service to disarme the knight; By his bad wife that hight Adicia;

But he refusing him to et unlace, Who counsels him, through confidence of might, For doubt to be discovered by his sight, To breake all bonds of law and rules of right: Kept bimselfe still in his straunge armour dight: For she herselfe professeth murtall foe

Soone after whom the prince arrived there, To lustice, and against her still doth fight, And, sending to the Souldan in despight Working, to all that love her, deadly woe, A bold defyance, did of him requere And making all her kaights and people to doe so. That damzell whom he beld as wrongfull prisonere. “ Which my liege lady seeing, thought it best Wherewith the Souldan all with furie fraught, With that his wife in friendly wise to deale, Swearing and banning most blasphemously, For stint of strife and stablishment of rest Commaunded straight his armour to be brought; Both to herselfe and to her common-weale, And, mounting straight upon a charret hye, And all forepast displeasures to repeale.

(With yron wheeles and hookes arm'd dreadfully, So me in message unto her she sent,

And drawne of cruell steedes which he had fed To treat with her, by way of enterdeale,

With flesh of inen, whom through fell tyranny Of finall peace and faire attonëment

He slaughtred had, and ere they were halfe ded Which might concluded be by mutuall cotisent. Their bodies to his beastes for provender did spred;) “ All times have wont safe passage to afford So forth he came all in a cote of plate To messengers that come for causes just : Burnisht with bloudip rust; whiles on the greene But this proude dame, disdayning all accord, The Briton prince him readie did awayte Not onely into bitter termes forth brust,

In glistering armes right goodly well beseene, Reviling me and rayling as she lust,

That shone as bright as doth the Heaven sheene But lastly, to make proofe of utmost shame, And by his stirrup Talus did attend, Me like a dog she out of dores d d thrust,

Playing his pages part, as he had beene Miscalling me by many a bitter name,

Before directed by his lord; to th' end That never did ber ill, ne once deserved blame. He should his flaile to finall execution bend. “ And lastly, that no shame might wanting be, Thus goe they both together to their geare When I was gone, soone after me she sent With like fierce minds, but meanings different : These two false knights, whom there ye lying see, For the proud Souldan, with presumptuous chcare To be by them dishonoured and shent:

And countenance sublime and insolent, But, thankt be God, and your good hardiment ! Sought onely slaughter and avengëment; They have the price of their owne folly payd." But the brave prince for honour and for right, So said this damzell, that hight Samient;

Gainst tortious powre and lawlesse regiment, And to those knights for their so noble ayd In the behalfe of wronged weake did fight: Herselfe most grateful shew'd, and heaped thanks More in his causes truth he trasted then in might. repayd.

Like to the Thracian tyrant, who they say But they now having throughly heard and seene Unto his horses gave his guests for meat, All those great wrongs, the which that mayd com- Till he himselfe was made their greedie pray, To have bene done against her lady queene (plained And torne in pieces by A cides great; By that proud dame, which her so much disdained, So thought the Souldan, in his follies threat, Were moved much thereat, and twixt them fained Either the prince in peeces to have torne With all their force to worke avengement strong With his sharpe wheeles in his first rages heat, Uppon the Souldan selfe, which it mayntained, Or under his fierce horses fret have borne, And on his lady, th' agthor of that wrong, And trampled downe in dust his thougbts disdained And uppon all those knights that did to her belong.

scorne. But, thinking best by counterfet disguise

Bat the bold child that perill well espying, To their deseigne to make the easier way,

If he too rashly to his charret drew, They did this complot twixt themselves devise: Gave way unto his horses spredie flying, First, that sir Artegall should him array

And their resistiesse rigour did eschew: Like one of those two knights wbich dead there lay; Yet, as he passed by, the Pagan tbrew And then that damzell, the sad Samient,

A shivering dart with so impetuous force, Should as his purchast prize with him convay That, had he not it shunn'd with, Unto the Souldans court, her to present

It had himselfe transfixed or his horse, [morse. Unto his scornefull lady that for her bad sent. Or made them both one massc withoaten more reSo as they had deviz'd, sir Artegall

Oft drew the prince unto his charret nigh, Him clad in th’armour of a Pagan knight, In hope some stroke to fasten on him neare; And taking with him, as his vanquisht thrall, But he was mounted in his seat so high, That damzell, led her to the Souldans right: And his wing-footed coursers him did beare Where soone as his proud wife of her had sight, So fast away, that, ere his readie speare Forth of her wiadow as she looking lay,

He could advance, be farre was gone and past; She weened streight it was her Paynim knight, Yet still be him did follow every where, Which brought that damzell as his purchast pray; And followed was of him likewise full fast, And sent to him a page that mote direct his way: So long as in his steedes the faming breath did last. Againe the Pagan threw another dart,

Such was the furie of these head-strong steeds, of which he had with him abundant store

Soone as the infants sunlike sh eld they saw, On every side of bis embatteld cart,

That all obedience both to words and deeds And of alı other weapons lesse or more,

They quite forgot, and scornd all former law: (draw Which warlike uses had deviz'd of yore:

Through woods, and rocks, and mountaines they did
The wicked shaft, gnyded through th' ayrie wyde The yron charet, and the wheeles did teare,
By some bad spirit that it to misch efe bore, And tost the Paynim without feare or awe;
Stayd not, till through his curat it did glyde, From side to side they tost him here and there,
And made a griesly wound in his enriven side. Crying to them in vaine that nould his crying heare.
Much was be greved with that haplesse throe, Yet still the prince pursew'd him close behind,
That opened had the welspring of his blood; Oft making offer him to smite, but found
But much the more that to his hatefull foe

No easie meanes according to his mind:
He mote not come to wreake his wrathfull mood : At last they have all overthrowne to ground
That made him rave, like to a lyon wood,

Quite topside turvey, and the Pagan hound
Which being wounded of the huntsmans band Amongst the yron bookes and graples keene
Cannot come neare himn in the covert wood, Torne all to rags, and rent with many a wound;
Where he with boughes bath built his shady stand, That no whole peece of him was to be seene,
And fenst himselfe about with many a flaming brand. But scattred all about, and strow'd upon the greene.

Still when he sought t'approch unto him ny Like as the cursed sonne of Thesëus,
His charret wheeles about hin whirled round, That following his chace in dewy morne,
And made him backe againe as fast to fy; To fly his stepdames love outrageous,
And eke his steedes, like to an hungry hound Of his owne steedes was all to peeces torne,
That hunting after game hath carrion found, and his faire liinbs left in the woods forlorne;
So cruelly d d hiin pursew and chace,

That for his sake Diana did lament,
That his good sieed, all were he much renound And all the woody nymphes did wayle and moure :
For noble courage and for hardie race, [place. So was this Sonldain rapt and all to rent,
Durst not endure their sighi, but fled from place to That of his shape appear'd no litle moniment.
Thus long they trast and traverst to and fro, Onely his shield and armour, which there lay,
Seeking by every way to make some breach; Though nothing whole, but all to brus'd and broken,
Yet could the prince not nigh unto him goe, He up did take, and with bim brought away,
That one sure stroke he might unto him reach, That mote remaine for an eternall token
Whereby his strengthes assay he might him teach: To all, mongst whom this storie should be spoken,
At last, from his victorious shield he drew

How worthily, by Heavens high decree,
The vaile, which did his powrefull light empeach ; Iustice that day of wrong herselfe bad wroken ;
And comming fu I before his horses vew,

Tbat all men, which that spectacle did see,
As they upon bim prest, it plaine to them did shew. By like ensample mote for ever warned bee.
Like lightening flash that hath the gazer burned, So on a tree, before the tyrants dore,
So did the sght thereof their sense dismay,

He caused them be hung in all mens sight,
That backe agajne upon themselves they turned, To be a moniment for evermore.
And with tbeir ryder ranne perforce away:

Which when his ladie from the castles hight
Ne could the Souldan them from flying stay Beheld, it much appald her troubled spright:
With raynes or wonted rule, as well he knew : Yet not, as women wout, in dolefull fit
Nought feared they what he could do or say, She was dismayd, or faynted through affright,
But th' onely feare that was before their vew; But gathered unto her her troubled wit,
From which like mazed deere disinayfully they flew. And yan eftsoones devize to be aveng'd for it.
Fast did they fly as them there feete could beare Streight downe she ranne, like an enraged cow
High over hilles, and lowly over dales,

That is berobbed of her youngling dere,
As they were follow'd of their former fuare:

With knife in hand, and fatally did vow
In vaive the Pagan bannes, and sweares, and rayles, To wreake her on that mayden messengere,
And backe with both h's bands unto him hayles Whom she had causd be kept as prisonere
The resty raynes, regarded now no more:

By Artegall, misween'd for her owne knight,
He to them calles and speakes, yet nought avayles; That brought her backe: and, comming present
They heare-him not, they have forgot his lore;

there, But go which way they list; their guide they have She at her ran with all her force and might, forlore..

All flaming with revenge and furious despight. As when the firie-mouthed steedes, which drew Like raging Ino, when with knife in hand The Sunnes bright wayne to Phaetons decay, She threw her husbands murdred infant out; Soone as they did the monstro is scorpion vew Or fell Medea, when on Colchicke strand With ugly craples crawling in their way,

Her brothers bones she scattered all about; The dreadfull sight did them so sore affray, Or as that madding mother, mongst the rout That their well-knowen courses they forwent; Of Bacchus priests, ber owne deare flesh did teare: And, leading th' ever burning lampe astray,

Yet neither Ino, nor Medea stout, This lower world nigh all to ashes brent,

Nor all the Mænades so furious were, And left their scorched path yet in the firmament. As this bold woman when she saw that damzell there. But Artegall being thereof aware

Where having with sir Artegall a space Did stay her cruell hand ere she her raught;

Well solast in that Souldans late delight, And, as she did herselfe to strike prepare,

They both, resolving now to leave the place, Out of her fist the wicked weapon caught: Both it and all the wealth therein behight With that, like one enfelon'd or distraught, Unto that damzell and her ladies right, She forth did rome whether ber rage her bore, And so would have departed on their way: With franticke passion and with furie fraught; But she them wood, by all the meanes she might, And, breaking forth out at a posterne dore, And earnestly besought to wend that day Unto the wilde wood ranne, her dolours to deplore: With her, to see her ladie thence not

rre away:


By whose entreatie both they overcommen
As a mad bytch, whenas the franticke fit
Her burning tongue with rage inflamed bath,

Agree to goc with her; and by the way,

As often falles, of sundry things did commen; Doth runne at randon, and with furious bit Snatching at every thing doth wreake her wrath

Mongst which that damzell did to them bewray On man and beast that commeth in her path.

A straunge adventure which not farre thence lay; There they doe say that she transformed was

To weet, a wicked villaine, bold and stout,

Which wonned in a rocke not farre away, Into a tygre, and that tygres scath

That robbed all the countrie thereabout, In crueltie and outrage she did pas,

And brought the pillage bome, whence none could To prove her surname true, that she imposed has.

get it out. Then Artegall, himselfe discovering plaine,

Thereto both his owne wylie wit, she sayd, Did issue forth gainst all that warlike rout

And eke the fastnesse of his dwelling place, Of knights and armed men, which did maintaine

Both unassaylable, gave him great ayde: That ladies part and to the Souldan lont:

For he so crafty was to forge and face, All which he did assault with courage stout,

So light of hand, and nymble of his pace, All were they nigh an hundred knights of name,

So sinooth of tongue, and subtile in his tale, And like wyld goates them chaced all about,

That could deceive one looking in his face: Flying from place to place with cowheard shame;

Therefore by name Malengin they him call, So that with finall force them all he overcame..

Well knowen by his feates, and famous over all. Then caused he the gates be opened wyde; Through these his slights he many doth confound: And there the prince, as victour of that day, And eke the rocke, in which he wonts to dwell, With tryumph entertayn'd and glorifyde,

Is wondrous strong and hewn farre under ground, Presenting him with all the rich array

A dreadfull depth, how deepe no man can tell; And roiall pomp, which there long hidden lay, But some doe say it goeth downe to Hell: Purchast through lawlesse powre and tortious wrong, And, all within, it full of wyndings is Of that proud Souldan, whom he earst did slay. And hidden wayes, that scarse an hound by smell So both, for rest, there having stayd not long, Can follow out those false footsteps of his, Marcht with that mayd ; fit matter for another Ne none can backe returne that once are gone amis. song.

Which when those knights had heard, their hearts

gan earne
To understand that villeins dwelling place,

And greatly it desir'd of her to learne,

And by which way they towards it should trace.

“ Were not,” sayd she, “that it should let your Arthur and Artegall catch Guyle

Towards my ladies presence by you ment, [pace
Whom Talus doth dismay:

I would you guyde directly to the place."
They to Mercillaes pallace come,

“ Then let not that,” said they, “ stay your intent; And see her rich array.

For neither will one foot, till we that carle have

hent." What tygre, or what other salvage wight,

So forth they past, till they approched ny Is so exceeding furious and fell

Unto the rocke where was the villeins won: As Wrong, when it bath arm'd itselfe with might? Which when the damzell neare at hand did spy, Not fit mongst men that doe with reason mell,

She warn'd the knights thereof : who thereupon But mongst wyld beasts, and salvage woods, to dwell; Gan to advize what best were to be done. Where still the stronger doth the weake devoure,

So both agreed to send that mayd afore, And they that most in boldnesse doe excell

Where she might sit nigh to the den alone, Are dreadded most, and feared for their powre;

Wayling, and raysing pittifull uprore, Fit for Adicia there to build her wicked bowre.

As if she did some great calamitie deplore. There let her wonne, farre from resort of men, With noyse whereof whenas the caytive carle Where righteous Artegall her late exyled ; Should issue forth, in hope to find some spoyle, There let her ever keepe her damned den,

They in awayt would closely him ensnarle, Where none may be with her lewd parts defyled, Ere to bis den he backward could recoyle; Nor none but beasts may be of her despoyled : And so would hope him easily to foyle. And turne we to the noble prince, wbere late The damzell straight went, as she was directed, We did him Icave, after that he had foyled Unto the rocke; and there, upon a soyle The cruell Souldan, and with dreadfull fate Having herselfe in wretched wize abiected, (fected. Had utterly subverted his unrighteous state. Gan weepe and wayle as if great griefe had her af

The cry whereof entring the hollow cave

Into a foxe himselfe he first did tourne; Eftsoones brought forth the villaine, as they ment, But he him hunted like a foxe full fast: With hope of ber some wishfull boot to have : Then to a bush bimselfe he did transforme; Full dreadfull wight he was as ever went

But he the bush did beat, till that at last Upon the Earth, with hollow eyes deepe pent, Into a bird it chauug'd, and from him past, And long curld locks that downe his shoulders shag- Flying from tree to tree, from wand to wand: And on his backe an uncouth vestiment [ged, But he then stones at it so long did cast, Made of straunge stuffe, but all to worne and ragged, That like a stone it fell upon the land; And underneath his breech was all to torne and But he then tooke it up, and held fast in his hand. iagged.

So he it brought with him unto the knights, And in his hand an huge long staffe he held,

And to his lord sir Artegall it lent, Whose top was arm’d with many an yron booke,

Warning him bold it fast for feare of slights: Fit to catch hold of a!l that he could weld,

Who whilest in hand it gryping hard he hent, Or in the compasse of his clouches tooke;

Into a hedgehogge all unwares it went, And ever round about he cast his looke :

And prickt him so that he away it threw : Als at his backe a great wyde net he bore,

Then gan it runne away incontinent, With which he seldom fished at the brooke,

Being returned to his former hew; But usd to fish for fooles on the dry shore, [store. But Talas soone him overtooke, and backward drew. Of which he in faire weather wont to take great But, whenas he would to a snake againe

Have turn'd himselfe, he with his yron flayle Him when the damzell saw fast by her side,

Gan drive at him with so huge might and maine, So ugly creature, she was nigh dismayd;

That all his bones as small as sandy grayle And now for helpe aloud in earnest cride :

He broke, and did his bowels disentrayle, But, when the villaine saw her so affrayd,

Crying in vaine for helpe, when belpe was past; He gan with guilefull words her to perswade

So did deceipt the selfe-deceiver fayle: To banish feare; and with Sadonian smyle

There they him left a carrion outcast Laughing on her, his false intent to shade, Gan forth to lay his bayte her to beguyle, [whyle. For beasts and foules to feede upon for their repast. That from herself unwares he might her steale the Thence forth they passed with that gentle mayd

To see her ladie, as they did agree: Like as the fouler on bis guilefull pype

To which when she approched, thus she sayd; Charmes to the birds full many a pleasant lay, “ Loe now, right noble knights, arriv'd ye bee That they the whiles may take lesse heedie keepe, Nigh to the place which ye desir'd to see: How he his nets doth for their ruine lay:

There sball ye see my soverayne ladie queene, So did the villaine to her prate and play,

Most sacred wight, most debonayre and free,
And many pleasant tricks before her show, That ever yet upon this Earth was seene,
To turne her eyes from bis intent away:

Or that with diademe hath ever crowned beene."
For he in slights and iugling feates did flow,
And of legierdemayne the mysteries did know. The gentle knights rejoyced much to beare

The prayses of that prince so manifold ; To which whilest she lent her intentive mind,

And, passing litle further, commen were He suddenly his net upon her threw,

Where they a stately pallace did behold That oversprad her like a puffe of wind;

Of pompous show, much more then she had told, And snatching her soone up, ere well she knew,

With many towres and tarras mounted hye, Ran with her fast away unto his mew,

And all their tops bright glistering with gold, Crying for helpe aloud: but whenas ny

That seemed to out-shine the dimmed skye, He came unto his cave, and there did vew

And with their brightnesse daz'd the straunge beThe armed knights stopping his passage by,

holders eye. He threw his burden downe and fast away did fly.

There they alighting, by that damzell were

Directed in, and shewed all the sight;
But Artegall him after did pursew;
The whiles the prince there kept the entrance still: Stood open wyde to all men day and night;

Whose porch, that most magnificke did appeare, Up to the rocke he ran, and thereon flew

Yet warded well by one of mickle might
Like a wyld gote, leaping from hill to hill,
And dauncing on the craggy cliffes at will;

That sate thereby, with gyant-like resemblance, That deadly daunger seem'd in all mens sight

To keepe out guyle, and malice, and despight,

That under shew oft-times of fayned semblance, To tempt such steps, where footing was so ill:

Are wont in princes courts to worke great scath and Ne ought avayled for the armed knight

hindrance: To thinke to follow him that was so swift and light.

His name was Awe; by whom they passing in Which when he saw, his yron man he sent Went up the hall, that was a large wyde roome, To follow him ; for he was swift in chace: All full of people making troublous din He him pursewd wherever that he went;

And wondrous noyse, as if that there were some Both over rockes, and hilles, and every place Which unto them was dealing righteous doome : Whereso he fled, he followd him apace:

By whom they passing through the thickest preasse, So that he shortly forst him to forsake

The marshall of the hall to them did come, The hight, and downe descend unto the base : His name hight Order ; who, commaunding peace, There he him coorst afresh, and soone did make Them guyded through the throng, that did their To leave his proper forme, and other shape to take.

clamors ceasse.

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