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But soon as the her sense recover'd had,

She fiercely towards him her self 'gan dight,
Through vengefulwrath and 'sdeignful pride half mad:
For never had the suffred such delpight,
But ere she could join hand with him to fight,
Her warlike maids about her flockt so fast,
That they disparted them, maugre their might,

And with their troops did far alunder caft:
But ’mongst the rest the fight did until evening last.

And every while that mighty iron man,

With his strange weapon, never wont in war,
Them forely vext, and courst, and overran,
And broke their bows, and did their shooting mar,
That none of all the many once did dare
Him to assault, nor once approach him nigh.
But like a fort of sheep dispersed far

For dread of their devouring enemy,
Through all the fields and vallies did before him fly.

But whenas days fair shiny beam, yclouded

With fearful shadows of deformed night,
Warn'd man and beast in quiet rest be shrouded,
Bold Radigund (with sound of trump on height)
Caus'd all her people to surcease from fight;
And gathering them unto her cities gate,
Made them all enter in before her fight,

And all the wounded, and the weak in state,
To be conveyed in, ere she would once retrate.

When thus the field was voided all away,

And all things quieted, the Elfin Knight
(Weary of toil and travel of that day)
Caus’d his pavilion to be richly pight
Before the city gate, in open sight;
Where he himself did rest in safëty,
Together with Sir Terpine all that night :

But Talus us'd in time of jeopardy
To keep a nighaly watch, for dread of treachery,

But Radigund full of heart-gnawing grief,

For the rebuke which she sustain’d that day,
Could take no rest, ne would receive relief;
But toffed in her troublous mind, what way
She mote revenge that blot, which on her lay.
There she resolv'd, her self in single fight
To try her fortune, and his force affay,

Rather than see her people spoiled quight,
As she had seen that day a disadventrous light.

She called forth to her a trusty maid,

Whom she thought fittest for that business,
Her name was Clarind', and thus to her faid ;
Go damzel quickly, do thy self address
To do the message, which I shall express.
Go thou unto that stranger Fairy Knight,
Who yesterday drove us to such distress;

Tell, that to morrow I with him will fight,
And try in equal field, whether hath greater might.

But these conditions do to him propound,

That if I vanquish him, he shall obey
My law, and ever to my lore be bound;
And so will I, if me he vanquish may,
Whatever he shall like to do or say :
Go straight, and take with thee to witness it,
Six of thy fellows of the best array,

And bear with you both wine and juncates fit,
And bid him eat; henceforth he oft shall hungry fic.

The damzel straight obeyed : and putting all

In readiness, forth to the town-gate went;
Where founding loud a trumpet from the wall,
Unto those warlike Knights The warning sent.
Then Talus, forth isfuing from the tent,
Unto the wall his way did fearless take,
To weeten what that trumpets founding meant :

Where that same damzel loudly him bespake,
And Ihew'd, that with his Lord me would emparlance


So he them straight conducted to his Lord;

Who as he could, them goodly well did greet,
Till they had cold their message word by word :
Which he accepting well, as he could weet,
Them fairly entertain'd with court'sies meet,
And gave them gifts and things of dear delight.
So back again they homeward turn'd their feet.

But Artbegall himself to rest did dight,
That he mote fresher be against the next days fight.


Arthegal fights with Radigund,

And is subdu'd by Guile :
He is by her emprisoned,

But wrought by Clarind's wile.

S soon as day, forth drawing from the East,

Nights humid curtain from the heavens withdrew
And early calling forth both man and beast,
Commanded them their daily works renew,
These noble warriors, mindful to pursue
The last days purpose of their vowed fight,
Themselves thereto prepar'd in order due:

The Knight, as best was seeming for a Knight :
And th’Amazon, as best it lik’ her self to dight.

All in a camis light of purple filk

Woven upon with silver, subtly wrought,
And quilted upon facin white as milk,
Trailed with ribbands diversly distraught,
Like as the workman had their courses taught,
Which was short tucked for light motion
Up to her ham : but when she list, it raught

Down to her lowest heel, and thereupon
She wore for her defence a mailed habergeon.


And on her legs she painted buskins wore,

Bafted with bends of gold on every side,
And mails becween, and laced close afore :
Upon her thigh her scimitar was tide,
With an embroidred belt of mickel pride ;
And on her shoulder hung her shield, bedeckt
Upon the boss with stones, that shined wide,

As the fair Moon in her most full aspect,
That to the Moon it mote be like in each respect.

So forth she came out of the city gate,

With stately port and proud magnificence,
Guarded with many Damzels, that did wait
Upon her person for her lure defence,
Playing on shaums and trumpets, that from hence
Their sound did reach unto the heavens height.
So forth into the field she marched thence,

Where was a rich pavilion ready pight,
Her to receive, till time they should begin the fight.

Then forth came Arthegal out of his tent,

All arm’d to point, and first the lists did enter:
Soon after eke came she with fell intent,
And count'nance fierce, as having fully bent her,
That battles utmost trial to adventure.
The lists were closed fast, to bar the rout
From rudely pressing to the middle center;

Which in great heaps them circled all about,
Waiting how Fortune would resolve that dangerous doubt.

The trumpets founded, and the field began ;

With bitter strokes it both began and ended.
She at the first encounter on him ran
With furious rage, as if she had intended
Out of his breast the very heart have rended :
But he that had like tempests often tride,
From that first faw himself right well defended.

The more she rag'd, the more he did abide;
She hew'd, she foin'd, the lasht, she laid on every fide:

Yet still her blows he bore, and her forbore;

Weening at last to win advantage new;
Yet still her cruelty encreased more,
And though powre faild, her courage did accrue :
Which failing, he 'gan fiercely her pursue ;
Like as a Smith that to his cunning feat
The stubborn metal seeketh to subdue,

Soon as he feels it mollifide with heat,
With his great iron Nedge doth strongly on it beat.

So did Sir Arthegal upon her lay,

As if she had an iron anvil been,
That Aakes of fire, bright as the funny ray,
Out of her steely arms were flashing seen,
That all on fire ye would her lurely ween.
But with her shield so well her felt she warded,
From the dread danger of his weapon keen,

That all that while her life she safely guarded :
But he that help from her against her wil discarded.

For with his trenchant blade at the next blow,

Half of her shield he shared quite away,
That half her side it self did naked show,
And thenceforth unto danger opend way.
Much was she moved with the mighty sway
Of that sad stroke, that half enrag'd she grew,
And like a greedy Bear unto her prey,

With her sharp scimetar at him she flew,
That glancing down his thigh, the purple blood forthdrew.

Thereat she 'gan to triumph with great boast,

And to upbraid that chance which him misfell,
As if the prize she gotten had almost,
With spightful speeches fitting with her well;
That his great heart 'gan inwardly to swell,
With indignation, at her vaunting vain,
And at her strook with puissance fearful fell;

Yet with her shield the warded it again,
That shatter'd all to pieces round about the plain, i


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