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XI.
Having her thus disarmed of her shield,

Upon her belmet he again her strook
That down she fell upon the grassie field,
In senseless swoun, as if her life forfook,
And pangs of death her spirit overtook.
Whom when he saw before his foot prostrated,
He to her lept, with deadly dreadful look,

And her sunshiny helmet soon unlac'd,
Thinking at once both head and helmet to have rac'd.

XII.
But whenas he discov’red had her face,

He saw his senses ftrange astonishment,
A miracle of natures goodly grace,
In her fair visage void of ornament,
But bath'd in blood and sweat together ment ;
Which in the rudenefs of that evil plight,
Bewrayd the signs of feature excellent:

Like as the Moon in foggy winters night,
Doth feem to be her felf, though darkned be her light.

XIII.
At fight thereof his cruel minded heart

Empierced was with pitiful regard,
That his sharp sword he threw from him apart,
Cursing his hand that had that visage mard :
No hand so cruel, nor no heart so hard,
But ruth of beauty will it mollify.
By this upstarting from her swoun, she ftar'd

A while about her with confused eye ;
Like one that from his dream is waked suddenly.

XIV.
Soon as the Knight she there by her did fpy,

Standing with empty hands all weaponless,
With fresh assault upon him she did Ay,
And 'gan renew her former cruelness :
And though he still retir'd, yet natheless
With huge redoubled strokes she on him layd ;
And more encreast her outrage merciless,

The more that he with meek intreaty prayd,
Her wrathful hand from greedy vengeance to have stayd.

XV.
Like as a Puttock having spide in fight,

A gentle Falcon sitting on a hill,
Whose other wing now made unmeet for fight,
Was lately broken by some fortune ill;
The foolish Kite led with licentious will,
Doth beat upon the gentle bird in vain,
With many idle stoops her troubling still:

Even so did Radigund with bootless pain
Annoy this noble Knight, and sorely him conftrain.

XVI.
Nought could he do, but shun the dread despight

Of her fierce wrach, and backward still recire,
And with his single shield, well as he might,
Bear off the burden of her raging ire;
And evermore he gently did desire,
To stay her strokes, and he himself would yield:
Yet nould she heark, ne let him once respire,

Till he to her deliv'red had his shield,
And to her mercy him submitted in plain field:

XVII.
So was he overcome, not overcome,

But to her yielded of his own accord :
Yet was he juttly damned by the doom
Of his own mouth, that spake so wareless word,
To be her thrall, and service her afford.
For though that he first victory obtain'd,
Yet after by abandoning his sword,

He wilful loft, that he before attain'd.
No fairer conqueft, than that with good will is gain'd.

XVIII.
Tho with her sword on him she flatling strook,

In sign of true subjection to her powre,
And as her vassal him to thraldom took.
But Terpine born to more unhappy houre,
As he on whom the luckless Stars did loure,
She caus'd to be attacht, and forthwith led
Unto the crook, t'abide the baleful stowre,

From which he lately had through rescue fied: Where he full shamefully was hanged by the head,

gotten had

fame :

XIX.
But when they thought on Talus, hands to lay,

He with his iron Hail amonyft them thundred,
That they were fain to let him 'scape away,
Glad from his company to be so sündred;
Whose presence all their troops so much encumbred,
That th'heaps of those which he did wound and nay,
Besides the rest dismay'd, might not be numbred:

Yet all that while he would not once assay
To rescue his own Lord, but thought it just t'obey.

XX.
Then took the Amazon this noble Knight,

Left to her will by his own wilful blame,
And caused him to be disarmed quight
Of all the ornaments of knightly name,
With which whylome he

great
Instead whereof she made him to be dight
In womans weeds, that is to manhood shame,

And put before his lap an apron white,
Instead of curiets and bases fit for fight.

XXI.
So being clad she brought him from the field,

In which he had been trained many a day,
Into a long large chamber, which was ciel'd
With monuments of many Knights decay,
By her subdued in victorious fray:
Amongst the which she caus’d his warlike arms
Be hang'd on high, that mote his shame bewray ;

And broke his sword for fear of further harms,
With which he wont to stir up battailous alarms.

XXII.
There entred in, he round about him faw

Many brave Knights, whose names right well he knew,
There bound t'obey that Amazons proud law,
Spinning and carding all in comely rew,
That his big heart loath'd so uncomely view.
But they were forc'd through penury and pine,
To do those works to them appointed due:

For nought was given them to sup or dine,
But what their hands

could earn by twisting linnen twine.

XXIII.
Amongst them all, the placed him most low,

And in his hand a diftaff to him gave,
That he thereon should spin both Hax and tow;
A sordid office for a mind so brave.
So hard it is to be a womans Nave,
Yet he it took in his own selfs despight,
And thereto did himself right well behave,

Her to obey, fith he his faith had plight,
Her vassal to become, if she him won in fight.

XXIV.
Who had him feen, imagine mote thereby,

That whylome hath of Hercules been told,
How for Iolas sake he did apply
His mighty hands, the distaff vile to hold,
For his huge club, which had subdu'd of old
So many monsters, which the world annoy'd :
His Lions skin chang'd to a pall of gold,

In which forgetting wars, he only joy'd
In combats of sweet Love, and with his mistress toy’d.

XXV.
Such is the cruelty of womenkind.

When they have shaken off the shamefac'd band,
With which wise nacure did them strongly bind
T'obey the hearts of mans well-ruling hand,
That then all rule and reason they withstand,
To purchase a licentious liberty :
But vertuous women wisely understand,

That they were born to base humility,
Unless the heavens them life to lawful soverainty.

XXVI.
Thus there long while continu'd Arthegall,

Serving proud Radigund with true subjection ;
However it his noble heart did gall,
T'obey a womans tyrannous direction,
That might have had of life or death election :
But having chofen, now he might not change.
During which time, the warlike Amazon,

Whose wandring fancy after lust did range,
Gan cast a fecrer liking to this captive strange.

XXVII.
Which long concealing in her covert breast,

She chaw'd the cud of lovers careful plight :
Yet could it not so thoroughly digeft,
Being fast fixed in her wounded spright,
But it tormented her both day and night :
Yet would she not thereto yield free accord,
To serve the lowly vafsal of her might,

And of her servant make her soveraine Lord :
So great her pride, that she such baseness much abhor'd.

XXVIII.
So much the greater still her anguish grew,

Through stubborn handling of her love-lick heart;
And still the more she strove it to subdue,
The more she still augmented her own smart,
And wider made the wound of ch'hidden dart.
At last when long she struggled had in vain,
She 'gan to stoop, and her proud mind convert

To meek obeysance of Loves mighty rein,
And him intreat for grace, that had procur'd her pain.

XXIX,
Unto her self in secret she did call

Her nearest handmaid whom she moft did trust,
And to her faid ; Clarinda, whom of all
I trust alive, fith I thee foftred first;
Now is the time, that I untimely must
Thereof make trial in my greatest need :
It is so hapned, that the heavens unjust,

Spighting my happy freedom, have agreed,
To thrall my loofer lite, or my last bale to breed.

XXX.
With that she turn'd her head as half abash'd,

To hide the bluiḥ which in her vifage rose,
And through her eyes like sudden lightning lah'd,
Decking her cheek with a vermilion rose :
But foon she did her countenance compose,
And to her turning, thus began again ;
This griefs deep wound I wouid to thee disclose,

Thereto compelled through heart-murdring pain, But dread of shame my doubtful lips doth ftill restrain.

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