And she her selfe, of beautie soveraigne Queene, 43 49 In this great passion of unwonted lust, 50 All cleane dismayd to see so uncouth sight, And sayd, "Ah Sir, my liege Lord, and my love, 51 And mightie causes wrought in heaven above, Hath made judge of my life or death indifferently. "Your owne deare sake forst me at first to leave 52 Let me not die in languor and long teares." [mayd? “Why, Dame,” (quoth he,) "what hath ye thus disWhat frayes ye, that were wont to comfort me affrayd?” "Love of your selfe," she saide, "and deare constraint, Lets me not sleepe, but waste the wearie night In secret anguish and unpittied plaint, Whiles you in carelesse sleepe are drowned quight." Her doubtfull words made that redoubted knight Suspect her truth; yet since no' untruth he knew, Her fawning love with foule disdainefull spight He would not shend; but said, "Deare dame, I rew, That for my sake unknowne such griefe unto you grew. "Assure your selfe, it fell not all to ground; For all so deare as life is to my hart, 54 I deeme your love, and hold me to you bound: Ne let vaine feares procure your needlesse smart, Where cause is none; but to your rest depart." Not all content, yet seemd she to appease Her mournefull plaintes, beguiled of her art, And fed with words that could not chose but please: So, slyding softly forth, she turnd as to her ease. Long after lay he musing at her mood, 55 Much griev'd to thinke that gentle Dame so light, With that misformed spright he backe returnd againe. CANTO II. The guilefull great Enchaunter parts I Y this the Northerne wagoner had set That was in Ocean waves yet never wet, 2 That feigning dreame, and that faire-forged Spright, Came to their wicked maister, and gan tel Their bootelesse paines, and ill succeeding night: Who, all in rage to see his skilfull might Deluded so, gan threaten hellish paine, And sad Proserpines wrath, them to affright; But, when he saw his threatning was but vaine, He cast about, and searcht his baleful bokes againe. Eftsoones he tooke that miscreated faire, And that false other Spright, on whom he spred A seeming body of the subtile aire, Like a young Squire, in loves and lusty hed His wanton daies that ever loosely led, Without regard of armes and dreaded fight : Those twoo he tooke, and in a secrete bed, Covered with darkenes and misdeeming night, Them both together laid to joy in vaine delight. 3 Forthwith he runnes with feigned faithfull hast With sword in hand, and with the old man went; And would have slaine them in his furious ire, Retourning to his bed in torment great, And bitter anguish of his guilty sight, He could not rest; but did his stout heart eat, 5 6 Had spent his lampe, and brought forth dawning light; Then up he rose, and clad him hastily: The dwarte him brought his steed; so both away do fly. Now when the rosy fingred Morning faire, Weary of aged Tithones saffron bed, Had spred her purple robe through deawy aire, The royall virgin shooke off drousy hed; 7 Lookt for her knight, who far away was fled, And for her dwarfe, that wont to wait each howre. Then gan she wail and weepe to see that woeful stowre. And after him she rode, with so much speede As her slowe beast could make; but all in vaine, But subtill Archimago, when his guests 8 10 And Una wandring in woods and forrests, Th' end of his drift, he praisd his divelish arts, That had such might over true meaning harts: Yet rests not so, but other meanes doth make, How he may worke unto her further smarts; For her he hated as the hissing snake, And in her many troubles did most pleasure take. He then devisde himselfe how to disguise; For by his mighty science he could take As many formes and shapes in seeming wise, As ever Proteus to himselfe could make: Sometime a fowle, sometime a fish in lake, Now like a foxe, now like a dragon fell; That of himselfe he ofte for feare would quake, And oft would flie away. O! who can tell [spel? The hidden powre of herbes, and might of Magick But now seemde best the person to put on Of that good knight, his late beguiled guest: II Saint George himselfe ye would have deemed him to be. |