Unto his Faery Queene backe to retourne ;

Here fhe a while may make her fafe abode,

The which he fhortly did, and Una left to Till the repaired have her tackles spent,

mourne.

ILII.

Now ftrike your failes, yce iolly Mariners!

For wee be come into a quiet rode.

Where we must land fome of our passengers,
And light this weary veffell of her lode:

And want fupplide: and then againe abroad
On the long voiage whereto fhe is bent:
Well may the Speede, and fairely finish her in-

tent.

VOL. 11.

F

THE FAERY

BOOK Ik,

CONTAYNING

THE LEGEND of sir guYON, OR OF TEMPERAUNCE.

The knight approaching nigh, thus to her faid,
"Faire Lady! through fowle forrow ill bedig
"Greate pitty is to fee you thus difmayd,
"And marre the bloffom of your beauty brig
"Forthe appease your griefe and heavy plight
"And tell the caufe of your conceived payne;
"For if he live, that hath you doen despight,

"Or els his wrong with greater puiffance ma

He ftayd his fteed for humble mifers fake, And badd tell on the tenor of his playnt; Who faigning then in every limb to quake Through inward feare, and feeming pale and faint," He fhall you doe dew recompenfe agayne, With piteous mone his piercing speech gan paint; "Dear Lady! how fhall I declare thy cace, "Whome late I left in languorous conftraynt? "Would god thyfelfe now prefent were in place, "To tell this ruefull tale; thy fight could win ❝ thee grace;

X.

"Or rather would, (O would it fo had chaunft!)
"That you, most noble Sir! had prefent beene
"When that lewd rybauld, with vile luft advaunft,
"Laid first his filthie hands on virgin clcene,
"To spoyle her dainty corps fo faire and sheene,
"As on the earth, great mother of us all,
"With living eye more fayre was never feene
"Of chastity and honour virginall:

Witnes ye Heav'ns! whom he in vaine to help
did call,"

XI.

"How may it be," fayd then the knight halfe
"wroth,
[fhent ?"

That knight fould knighthood ever fo have "None but that faw," quoth he, "would weene "for troth,

"How fhamefully that mayd he did torment:
"Her looter golden lockes he rudely rent,
"And drew her on the ground, and his fharpe
"fword

Against her fnowy breft he fiercely bent,
"And threatned death with many a bloodie word;
"Tonge hates to tell the reft that eye to see ab-
" hord."

XV.

(tain
Which when she heard, as in defpightfall wife,
She wilfully her forrow did augment,
And offred hope of comfort did despise:
Her golden lockes moft cruelly the rent,
And scratcht her face with ghaftly dreriment
Ne would she speake, ne fee, ne yet be feen,
But hid her visage, and her head downe bent,
Either for grevous fhame, or for great teene,
As if her hart with forrow had transfixed beend

XVII.

"But now, fayre Lady! comfort to you nrake "And reade who hath ye wrought this fha

« full plight, "That fhort revenge the man may overtake, "Wherefo he be, and foone upon him light." "Certes," faide fhe, "I wote not how he hig "But under him a gray fteede he did wield, "Whofe fides with dapled cireles weren dight "Upright he rode, and in his filver fhield [fiel "He bore a bloodie croffe, that quarter'd all

"When armes he fwore, and ftreight did enterpris" Which we far off will here abide to vew.” "Th' adventure of the errant damozell,

* In which he hath great glory wonne, as I heare That ftreight against that knight his speare he did "tell.