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The woeful Dwarf, which saw his masters fall,

Whiles he had keeping of his grasing steed,
And valiant Knight become a caitive thrall,
When all was past, took up his forlorn weed,
His mighty armour, missing most at need;
His silver shield, now idle masterless ;
His poynant spear, that many made to bleed,

The rueful moniments of heaviness,
And with them all departs, to tell his great distress.

He had not travelld long, when on the way

He woeful Lady (woetul Una) met,
Fast flying from the Paynims greedy prey,
Whilit Satyrane him from pursuit did let:
Who when her eyes she on the Dwarf had set,
And saw the signs that deadly tidings fpake,
She fell to ground for sorrowful regret,

And lively breath her sad breait did forsake,
Yet might her pitious heart be seen to pant and quake.

The messenger of so unhappy news,

Would fain have dy'd: dead was his heart within,"
Yet outwardly some little comfort shews :
At last recovering heart, he does begin
To rub her temples, and to chaufe her chin,
And every tender part does toss and turn :
So hardly he the fliteed life does win,

Unto her native prison to retourn:
Then 'gins her grieved ghost thus to lament and mourn

Ye dreary instruments of doleful fight,

That do this deadly spectacle behold,
Why do ye longer feed on loathed light,
Or liking find to gaze on earthly mold,
Sith cruel fates the careful threads unfold,
The which my life and love together tide ?
Now let the stony dart of senseless cold

Pierce to my heart, and pass through every side,
And let eternal night so sad sight from me hide.

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O lightsome Day, the lamp of highest Jove,

First made by him, mens wandring ways to guide,
When darkness he in deepest dungeon drove,
Henceforth thy hated face for ever hide,
And shut up heavens windows shining wide :
For earthly sight can nought but forrow breed,
And late repentance, which shall long abide.

Mine eyes no more on vanity shall feed,
But sealed up with death, Mall have their deadly meed.

Then down again she fell unto the ground;

But he her quickly reared up again :
Thrice did she sink adown in deadly swound,
And thrice he her reviv'd with busie pain :
At last, when life recover'd had the rein,
And over wrestled his strong enemy,
With foltring tongue, and trembling every vein,

Tell on (quoth the) the woeful tragedy,
The which these reliques sad present unto mine eye.

Tempestuous fortune hath spent all her spight,
"And thrilling sorrow thrown his utmost dart;
Thy sad tongue cannot tell more heavy plight,
Than that I feel and harbour in mine heart :
Who hath endur'd the whole, can bear each part.
If death it be, it is not the first wound
That launced hath my breast with bleeding smart.

Begin, and end the bitter baleful stound
If less than that I fear, more favour I have found.

Then 'gan the Dwarf the whole difcourse declare,

The subcile trains of Arcbimago old
The wanton loves of false Fidesa fair,
Bought with the blood of vanquisht Paynim bold;
The wretched pair transform'd to trëen mold;
The house of pride, and perils round about;
The combat, which he with Sans-joy did hold;

The luckless conflict with the Giant stout,
Wherein captiy'd, of life or death he stood in doubs.


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She heard with patience all unto the end,

And Itrove to master sorrowful aflay:
Which greater grew, the more she did contend,
And almost rent her tender heart in tway;
And love fresh coals unto her fire did lay:
For greater love, the greater is the loss.
Was never Lady loved dearer day,

Than she did love the Knight of the Redcross ;
For whose dear fake so many

troubles her did toss.

At last when fervent forrow Naked was,

She up arose, resolving him to find
Alive or dead: and forward forth doth pass,
All as the Dwarf the way to her assign'd:
And evermore in constant careful mind
She fed her wound with fresh renewed bale

Long tost with storms, and beat with bitter wind,
High over hills, and low adown the dale,
She wandred many a wood, and measur'd many a vale.

At last she chanced by good hap to meet

A goodly Knight, fair marching by the way
Together with his squire, arrayed meet :
His glitterand armour shined far away,
Like glauncing light of Pbæbus brightest ray,
From top to toe no place appeared bare,
That deadly dint of steel endanger may :

Athwart his breast a bauldrick brave he ware, [rare. That shin'd like twinkling stars, with stones most precious

And in the midst thereof, one precious stone

Of wondrous worth, and eke of wondrous mights,
Shape like a Ladies head, exceeding shone,
Like Hefperus emongst the lesser lights,
And ftrove for to amaze the weaker sights;
Thereby his mortal blade full comely hong
In ivory sheath, ycarv'd with curious Nights;

Whose hilts were burnisht gold, and handle strong Of mother-pearl, and buckled with a golden tong.

His haughty helmet, horrid all with gold,

Both glorious brightness, and great terror bred;
For all the crest a Dragon did enfold
With greedy paws, and over all did spread
His golden wings: his dreadful hideous head
Close couched on the bever, feem'd to throw
From flaming mouth bright sparkles fiery red,

That suddain horror to faint hearts did show;
"And scaly tail was stretcht adown his back full low.

Upon the top of all his lofty crest,

A bunch of hairs discolour'd diverfly,
With sprinkled pearl, and gold full richly dreft,
Did shake, and seem'd to dance for jollity
Like to an Almond tree ymounted high
On top of green Selinis all alone,
With blossoms brave bedecked daintily;

Whose tender locks do tremble every one
At every little breath, that under heaven is blown.

His warlike shield all closely cover'd was,

Ne might of mortal eye be ever seen;
Nor made of steel, nor of enduring brass,
Such earthly metals soon consumed been :
But all of diamond perfect pure and clean
It framed was, one massie entire mould,
Hew'n out of adamant rock with engines keen, .

That point of spear it never piercen could,
Ne dint of direful sword divide the substance would.

The same to wight he never wont disclose,

But whenas monsters huge he would dismay,
Or daunt unequal armies of his foes,
Or when the flying heavens he would affray;
For fo exceeding shone his glistring ray,
That Phabus golden face it did attaint,
As when a cloud his beams doth over-lay;

And silver Cynthia wexed pale and faint,
As when her face is stain'd with magick arts conftraint,

No magick arts hereof had any might,

Nor bloody words of bold Enchanters call;
But all that was not such as seem'd in fight,
Before that shield did fade, and suddain fall :
And when him list the rascal routs appall,
Men into stones therewith he could transmew,
And ftones to dust, and duft to nought at all ;

And, when him list the prouder looks subdew,
He would them gazing blind, or turn to other hew.

Ne let it seem, that credence this excecds:

For he that made the same, was known right well
To have done much more admirable deeds.
It Merlin was, which whylome did excel
All living wights in might of magick spell :
Both shield, and sword, and armour all he wrought
For this young Prince, when first to arms he fell;

But when he dy'd, the fairy Queen it brought
To fairy land, where yet it may be seen, if sought.

A gentle youth, his dearly loved Squire,

His spear of heben wood behind him bare,
Whole harmful head, thrice heated in the fire,
Had riven many a breast with pikehead square ;
A goodly person, and could menage fair
His stubborn steed with curbed canon bit,
Who under him did trample as the air,

And chauft, that any on his back should fit;
The iron rowels into frothy foame he bit.

Whenas chis Knight nigh to the Lady drew,

With lovely court he 'gan her entertain;
But when he heard her answers loth, he knew
Some secret forrow did her heart distrain :
Which to allay, and calm her storming pain,
Fair feeling words he wisely ’gan display,
And for her humour fitting purpose fain,
To tempt the cause it self for to bewray:
Wherewith enmov'd, these bleeding words she'gan to say.

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