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Upon his crest the hardned yron fell;

With his broad fayles, about him foared round; At last low ftouping with unweldy sway,

But his more hardned crest was armd fo well,

Snatcht up both hotfe and man, to beare them That deeper dint therein it would not make;

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And downe he fell, with dread of fhame fore Clymbe to her charet, all with flowers fpred, terrifide.

XLVI.

There grew a goodly tree him faire befide,
Loaden with fruit and apples rofy redd,
As they in pure vermilion had been dide,
Whereof great vertues over all were redd;
For happy life to all which thereon fedd,
And life eke everlasting did befall;
Great God it planted in that bleffed stedd
With his almighty hand, and did it call [fall.
The Tree of Life, the crime of our first father's

XLVII.

In all the world like was not to be fownd,
Savé in that foile, where all good things did grow,
And freely fprong out of the fruitfull grownd,
As incorrupted Nature did them fow,
Till that dredd dragon all did overthrow.
Another like faire ree eke grew thereby,
Whereof whofo did eat, eftfoones did know
Both good and ill: O mournfull memory!
That tree through one man's fault hath doen' us
all to dy.

XLVIII.

From that first tree forth flowd as from a well, A trickling streame of balme, most soveraine

From heven high to chace the chearelesse darke; With mery note her lowd falutes the mounting larke.

LII.

Then freshly up arofe the doughty knight,
All healed of his hurts and woundes wide,
And did himselfe to battaile ready dight;
Whofe early foe awaiting him befide
To have devoured, fo foone as day he spyde,
When now he saw himselfe fo freshly reare,
As if late fight had nought him damnify de,
He woxe difmaid, and gan his fate to feare;
Natheleffe with wonted rage he him advaunced

neare :

LIII.

And in his first encounter, gaping wyde,
He thought at once him to have swallowed quight,
And rufht upon him with outrageous pryde;
Who him recounting fierce, as hauke in flight,
Perforce rebutted back. The weapon bright
Taking advantage of his open iaw,

Ran through his mouth with fo importune might, hat deepe emperft his darkfome hollow maw, And back retyrd, his life blood forth withal did draw.

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