"Yea but," quoth fhe," the peril of this place "I better wot then you, though nowe too late "To wish you backe returne with foul disgrace; "Yet wifedome warnes, whileft foot is in the gate, "To lay the steppe, ere forced to retrate. *This is the Wandring Wood, the Errour's den, **A monfter vile, whom God and man does hate: *Therefore I read beware." "Fly, fly," quoth then The fearefull dwarfe; "this is no place for living "men."

XIV.

His lady, fad to fee his tore conftraint, [ye bee; Cride out," Now, now, Sir Knight, fhew what "Add faith unto your force, and be not faint "Strangle her, els fhe fure will strangle thee." That when he heard, in great perplexitie, His gall did grate for griefe and high difdaine, And knitting all his force, got one hand free, Wherewith he gript her gorge with fo great paine, That foon to loose her wicked bands did her con ftraine.

Therewith fhe fpewd out of her filthie maw A floud of poyfon horrible and blacke,

"Then with the funne take, Sir, your timely reft "And with new day new worke at once begin: "Untroubled night, they fay, gives counfell beft." "Right well, Sir Knight, ye have advised bin," Quoth then that aged man; "the way to win "Is wifely to advise. Now day is spent, "Therefore with me ye may take up your in [tent; "For this fame night." The Knight was well conSo with that godly father to is home they went.

XXXIX.

He making speedy way through fperfed ayre,
And through the world of waters wide and deepe,
To Morpheus' houfe doth haftily repaire.
Amid the bowels of the earth full steepe,
And low, where dawning day doth never peepe,
His dwelling is, there Tethys his wet bed
Doth ever wafh, and Cynthia ftill doth fteepe,
In filver deaw, his ever-drouping hed,
Whiles fad Night over him her mantle black
doth fpred.

.IL.