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So forth she comes, and to her coach does climb,
Adorned all with gold, and garlands gay,
That seem'd as fresh as Flora in her prime,
And strove to match, in royal rich array,
Great Juno's golden chair, the which they say
The Gods stand gazing on, when she does ride
To Jove's high house through heaven's brass-pav'd
Drawn of fair peacocks, that excel in pride, (way,
And full of Argus eyes their tails disspreadcn wide.

Whose mind in meat and drink was drowned so,
That from his friend he seldom knew his foe:
Full of diseases was his carcase blue,
And a dry dropsy through his flesh did flow;
Which by misdiet daily greater grew:
Such one was Gluttony, the second of that crew.

But this was drawn of six unequal beasts, On which her six sage counsellors did rice, Taught to obey their bestial behests, With like conditions to their kinds applied : Of which the first, that all the rest did guide, Was sluggish Idleness, the nurse of sin; Upon a slothful ass he chose to ride, Array'd in habit black, and amice thin, Like to an holy monk, the service to begin.

And next to him rode lustful Lechery,
Upon a bearded goat, whose rugged hair
And whaly eyes (the sign of jealousy)
Was like the person's self, whom he did bear:
Who rough, and black, and filth y did appear,
Unseemly man to please fair Lad y's eye;
Yet he of Ladies oft was loved dear,
When fairer faces were bid standen by:
0! who does know the bent of women's fantasie?

And in his hand his portice still he bare,
That much was worn, but therein little read:
For of devotion he had little care,
Still drown’d in sleep, and most of his days dead;
Searce could he once uphold his heavy head,
To looken whether it were night'or day.
May seem the wain was very evil led,
When such an one had guiding of the way,
That knew not, whether right he went, or else astray.

In a green gown he clothed was full fair,
Which underneath did hide his filthiness,
And in his hand a burning heart he bare,
Full of vain follies, and new-fangleness:
For he was false, and fraught with fickleness,
And learned had to love with secret looks,
And well could dance and sing with ruefulness,
And fortunes tell, and read in loving books,
And thousand other ways to bait his fleshly hooks,

From worldly cares he did himself essoine, And greatly shunned manly exercise: From every work he challenged essojne, For contemplation-sake: yet otherwise, Ilis life he led in lawless riotise, By which he grew to grievous malady; For in his listless limbs through evil guise A shaking fever reign'd continually: Such one was Idleness, first of this company.

Inconstant man,

that loved all he saw,
And lusted after all that he did love,
Nor would his looser life be tied to law,
But joy'd weak women's hearts to tempt and

prove,
If from their loyal loves he might them move;
Which lewdness fill'd him with reproachful pain
Of that foul evil, which all men reprove,
That rots the marrow, and consumes the brain :
Such one was Lechery, the third of all this train.

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And by his side rode loathsome Gluttony, Deformed creature, on a filthy swine ; His belly was up-blown with luxury, And eke with fatness swollen were his eyne: And like a crane bis neck was long and fine, With which he swallowed up excessive feast, For want whereof poor people oft did pine ;

And greedy Avarice by him did ride, Upon a camel loaden all with gold; Two iron coffers hung on either side, With precious metal full as they might hold, And in his lap an heap of coin he told; For of his wicked pelf his God he made, And unto hell himself for money sold; Accursed usury was all his trade, And right and wrong alikeinequal balance weigh’d. His life was nigh unto death's door yplac'd, And threadbare coat, and cobbled shoes he ware, Nor scarce good morsel all his life did taste, But both from back and belly still did spare, To fill his bags, and riches to compare ; Yet child or kinsman living had he none To leave them to; but thorough daily care To get, and nightly fear to lose his own, He led a wretched life unto himself unknown.

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vinc leaves he was right fitly clad; For other clothes he could not wear for heat, And on his head an ivy garland had, From under which fast trickled down the sweat. Still as he rode, he somewhat still did eat, And in his hand did bear a boozing can, Of which he supt so oft, that on his seat His drunken corse he scarce upholden can ; In shape and life more like a monster, than a man. I'nfit he was for any worldly thing, And eke unable once to stir or go; Not meet to be of counsel to a king,

Most wretched wight, whom nothing might suffice,
Whose greedy lust did lack in greatest store,
Whose need had end, but no end covetise,
Whose wealth was want, whose plenty made him
Who had enough, yet wished evermore ; (poor,
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A grievous gout tormented him full sore,
That well he could not touch, nor go, nor stand;
Such one was Avarice, the fourth of this fair band.

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And after all, upon the waggon beami
Rode Satan, with a smarting whip in hand,
With which he forward lach'd the lazy team;
So oft as Sloth still in the mire did stand;
Huge routs of people did about them band,
Shouting for joy, and still before their way
A fogdy mist had covered all the land;
And underneath their feet all scatter'd lay
Dead eculls and bones of men, whose life had gone

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UNA ENTERTAINED BY THE WOOD

GODS.

And next to him malicious Envy rode
Upon a ravenous wolf, and still did chaw
Between his canker'd teeth a venomous toad,
That all the poison ran about his jaw;
But inwardly he chawed his own maw
At neighbours' wealth, that made him ever sad;
For death it was, when any good he saw,
And wept, that cause of weeping none he had :
But when he heard of harm, he waxed wondrous

(glad. All in a kirtle of discolour'd say He clothed was, ypainted full of eyes; And in his hosom secretly there lay An hateful snake, tlie which his tail upties In i many

folds, and mortal sting implies.
Still as he rode, he gnash'd his teeth to see
Those heaps of gold with gripple Covetise,
And grudged at the great felicity
Of proud Lucifera, and his own company.

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The wild wood gods, arrived in the place,
There find the virgin doleful desolate,
As her outrageous foe had left her late;
And trembling yet through fear of former hate;
All stand amazed at so uncouth sight,
And 'gin to pity her unhappy state.
All stand astonished at her beauty bright,
In their rude eyes unworthy of so woful plight.

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She more amaz'd in double dread doth dwell;
And every tender part for fear does shake:
As when a greedy wolf through hunger fell
A silly lamb far from the flock does take,
Of whom he means his bloody feast to make,
A lion spies fast running towards him,
The innocent prey in haste he does forsake;
Which quit from death yet quahes in every limbs
With change of fear, to see the lion look su grim.

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Such fearful fit assail'd her trembling heart,
Nor word to speak, nor joint to move she had:
The savage nation feel her secret smart,
And read her sorrow in her count'nance vad;
Their srowning foreheads with rough horns yclad,
And rustic horror all aside do lay,
And, gently grinning, shew a semblance glad
To comfort her; and, fear to put away, (obey.
Their backward bent knees teachi, her humbly lo

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The doubtful damsel dare not yet commit
Her single person to their barbarous truth;
But still through fear and hope amaz'd does sit,
Lale learn’d what harm to hasty trust ensu'th :
They, in compassion of her tender youth,
And wonder of her beauty sovereign,
Are won with pity and unwonted ruth,
And all prostrate upon the lowly plain, (lain.
Do kiss her feet, and fawn on her with count'nance

re,

Ilis russian raiment all was stain'd with blood
Which he had spilt, and all to rags yrent,
Thronghi unadvised rashness waxen wood;
For of his hands he had no government;
Nor car'd for blood in his avengement:
But, when the furious fit was overpast,
His cruel acts he often would repent ;
Yet wilful man he never would forecast,

[haste.
How many mischiefs should ensue his heedless

Full many mischiefs follow cruel wrath ;
Abhorred bloodshed, and tumultuous strife,
L'nmanly murder, and unthrifty scath,
Bitter despight, with rancour's rusty knife,
And fretting grief, the enemy of life;
All these, and many evils more, haunt ire,
The swelling spleen, and phrenzy raging rife,
The shaking palsy, and Saint Francis' fire;
Sach one was Wrath, the last of this ungodly tire.

Their hearts she guesseth by their humble guise,
And yields her to extremity of time;
So from the ground she fearless doth arise,
And walketh forth without suspect of crime :
They all, as glad as birds of joyous prime,
Thence lead her fortb, about her dancing round,
Shouting and singing all a shepherd's rhime,
And with green branches strewing all the ground,
Do worshipheras queen,witholive garland crounde

And all the way their merry pipes they sound, Fair Thyamis, the daughter of Labride,
That all the woods with double echo ring,

That was in sacred bands of wedlock tied
And with their horned feet do wear the ground, To Therion, a loose unruly swain;
Leaping like wanton kids in pleasant spring. Who had more joy to range the forest wide,
So towards old Sylvanus they her bring;

And chase the savage beast with busy pain, (vain. Who, with the noise awaked, cometh out,

Than serve his lady's love, and waste in pleasures To weet the cause, his weak steps governing, And aged limbs on cypress stadle stout,

The forlorn maid did with love's longing burn,

And could not lack her lover's company; And with an ivy twine his waist is girt about.

But to the wood she goes, to serve her turn, Far off he wonders what them makes so glad, And seek her spouse, that from her still does fly, If Bacchus' merry fruit they did invent,

And follows other game and

venery:
Or Cybele's frantic rites have made them mad; A satyr chanc'd her wandering for to find,
They, drawing nigh, unto their god present And kindling coals of lust in brutish eye,
That flower of faith and beauty excellent.

The loyal links of wedlock did unbind,
The god himself, viewing that mirror rare,

And made her person thrall unto his beastly kind. Stood long amaz'd, and burnt in his intent; llis own fair Driope now he thinks not fair,

So long in secret cabin there he held And Pholoe foul, when her to this he doth compare.

Her captive to his sensual desire,

Till that with timely fruit her belly swellid, The wood-born people fall before her flat,

And bore a boy unto that savage sire: And worship her as goddess of the wood;

Then home he suffer's her for to retire, And old Sylvanus' self bethinks not what

For ransom leaving him the late born child; To think of wight so fair, but gazing stood,

Whom till to riper years he gan aspire, In doubt to deem her born of earthly brood ;

He nursed up in life and manners wild,

[exil'd. Sometimes dame Venus' self he seems to see : Amongst wild beasts and woods, from laws of men But Venus never had so sober mood; Sometimes Diana he her takes to be,

For all he taught the tender imp was but Butmisseth bow, and shafts, and buskins to her knee.

To banish cowardice and bastard fear;

His trembling hand he would him force to put By view of her he ginneth to revive

Upon the lion, and the rugged bear, His ancient love, and dearest Cypariss,

And from the she-bear's teats her whelps to tear; And calls to mind his portraiture alive,

And eke wild roaring bulls he would him make llow fair he was, and yet not fair to this,

To tame, and ride their backs not made to bear; And how he slew with glancing dart amiss

And the roebucks in flight to overtake, A gentle hind, the which the lovely boy

That every beast for fear of him did fly and quake. Did love as life, above all worldly bliss ; For grief whereof the lad n' ould after joy

Thereby so fearless, and so fell he grew, But pin`d away in anguish and self-will’d annoy.

That his own sire and master of his guise,

Did often tremble at his horrid view, The woody nymphs, fair Hamadryades,

And oft for dread of hurt would him advise, Her to behold do thither run apace,

The angry beasts not rashly to despise, And all the troop of light foot Naiades

Nor too much to provoke; for he would learn Flock all about to see her lovely face :

The lion stoop to him in lowly wise, But when they viewed have her heavenly grace, (A lesson hard) and make the libbard stern [yearn. They envy her in their malicious mind,

Leave roaring, when in rage he for revenge did And fly away for fear of foul disgrace : But all the Satyrs scorn their woody kind, [find.

And for to make his power approved more, And henceforth nothing fair but her on earth they

Wild beasts in iron yokes he would compel;

The spotted panther, and the tusked boar, It fortuned a noble warlike knight

The pardale swift, and the tiger cruel; By just occasion to that forest came,

The antelope, and wolf, both tierce and fell; To seek his kindred, and the lineage right,

And them constrain in equal team to draw. From whence he took his well deserved name; Such joy he had, their stubborn hearts to quell, He had in arms abroad won mickle fame, And fill'd far lands with glory of his might,

And sturdy courage tame with dreadful awe, Plain, faithful, true, and eneiny of shame,

That his behest they feared as proud tyrant's law. And ever lov'd to fight for ladies' right,

His loving mother came upon a day But in vain-glorious frays he little did delight; Unto the woods, to see her little son;

And chanc'd unwares to meet him in the way, A satyr's son y born in forest wild,

After his sports and cruel pastime done, By strange adventure as it did betide,

When after him a lioness did run, And there begotten of a lady mild,

That roaring all with rage, did loud requere

Her children dear, whom he away had won : In ivory sheath, yearv'd with curious slights;
The lion whelps she saw how he did bear,

Whose hilts were burnish'd gold, and handle strong
And lull in rugged arms, withouten childish fear.

Of mother pearl, and buckled with a golden tongue.

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The fearful dame all quaked at the sight,

His haughty helmet, horrid all with gold,
And turning back, gan fast to fly away,

Both glorious brightness and great terror bred;
Untill with love revok'd from vain affright

For all the crest a dragon did enfold
She hardly yet persuaded was to stay,

With greedy paws, and over all did spread
And then to him these womanish words gan say; His golden wings; his dreadful hideous head
" Ah, Satyrane, my darling and my joy,

Close couched on the beaver, seem'd to throw
For love of me leave off this dreadful play; From flaming mouth bright sparkles fiery red,
To dally thus with death is no fit toy, [boy." | That sudden horror to faint hearts did show;
Go find some other playfellows, mine own sweet And scaly tail was stretch'd adown his back full low.
In these and like delights of bloody game

Upon the top of all his lofty crest
He trained was, till riper years he raught;

A bunch of hairs discolour'd diversely,
And there abode whilst any beast of name

With sprinkled pearl, and gold full richly dressid,
Walk'd in that forest whom he had not taught Did shake, and seem'd to dance for jollity,
To fear his force; and then his courage haught Like to an almond tree ymounted high
Desir'd of foreign foemen to be known,

On top of green Selinis all alone,
And far abroad for strange adventures sought; With blossoms brave bedecked daintilys
In which his might was never overthrown, [blown. Whose tender locks do tremble every one
But through all fairy land his famous worth was At every little breath that under heaven is blown.
Yet evermore it was his manner fair,
After long labours and adventures spent,
Unto those native woods for to repair,

DESCRIPTION OF BELPHEBE,
To see his sire and offspring ancient.

Her face so fair as flesh it seemed not,
And now he thither came for like intent;

But heavenly portrait of bright angels' hue,
Where he unwares the fairest Una found,

Clear as the sky, withouten blame or blot,
Strange lady, in so strange habiliment,

Through goodly mixture of complexions due ;
Teaching the Satyrs, which her sat around, (dound. And in her cheeks the vermeil red did shew
True sacred lore, which from her sweet lips did re Like roses in a bed of lilies shed,

The which ambrosial odours from them threw,
He wonder'd at her wisdom heavenly rare, And gazers' sense with double pleasure fed,
Whose like in woinen’s wit he never knew;

Able to heal the sick, and to revive the dead,
And when her courteous deeds he did compare,
Gan her admire, and her sad sorrows rue,

In her fair eyes two living lamps did flame,
Blaming of fortune, which such troubles threw, Kindled above at th’ heavenly maker's light,
And joy'd to make proof of her cruelty

And darted fiery beams out of the same,
On gentle dame, so hurtless and so true:

So passing piercing, and so wondrous bright,
Thenceforth he kept her goodly company,

That quite bereav'd the rash beholders' sight;
And learn’d her discipline of faith and verity. In them the blinded god his lustful fire

To kindle oft essay’d, but had no might;

For with dread Majesty, and awful ire, [sire. DESCRIPTION OF PRINCE ARTHUR.

She broke his wanton darts, and quenched base de
At last she chanced by good hap to meet

Her ivory forehead, full of bounty brave,
A goodly knight, fair marching by the way, Like a broad table did itself dispread,
Together with his squire, arrayed meet:

For love his lofty triumphs to engrave,
His glittering armour shined far away,

And write the battles of his great godhead;
Like glancing light of Phæbus' brightest ray; All good and honour might therein be read:
From top to toe no place appeared bare,

For there their dwelling was. And when she spake,
That deadly dint of steel endanger may:

Sweet words, like dropping honey, she did shed,
Athwart his breast a bauldric brave he ware, And twixt the pearls and rubies softly brake
That shin'd like twinkling stars, with stones most A silver sound, that heavenly music seem'd to make,

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And in the midst thereof one precious stone

Upon her eyelids many graces sate,
Of wondrous worth, and eke of wondrous mights, Under the shadow of her even brows,
Shap'd like a lady's head, exceeding shone, Working belgards, and amorous retreat,
Like Hesperus amongst the lesser lights,

And every one her with a grace endows:
And strove for to amaze the weaker sights ;

And every one with meckness to her bows,
Thereby his mortal blade full comely hung

So glorious mirror of celestial grace,

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And sovereign monument of mortal vows,

Behaves with cares, cannot so easy niiss.
How shall frail pen describe her heavenly face, Abroad in arms, at home in studious kind [find.
For fear, through want of skill, her beauty to dis Who seeks with painful toil, shall honour soonest

(grace ? So fair, and thousand thousand times more fair

In woods, in waves, in wars, she wonts to dwell, She seem’d, when she presented was to sight.

And will be found with peril and with pain; And was yclad (for heat of scorching air)

Nor can the man that moulds in idle cell, All in a silken camus, lily white,

Unto her happy mansion attain;
Purfled upon

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Before her gate high God did Sweat ordain,
Which all above besprinkled was throughout

And wakeful Watches ever to abide:
With golden agulets, that glistered bright,

But easy is the way, and passage plain
Like twinkling stars, and all the skirt about To pleasure's palace; it may soon be spied,
Was hemmed with golden fringe.

And day and night her doors to all stand open wide.

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Like two fair marble pillars they were seen,
Which do the temple of the gods support,
Whon all the people deck with garlands green,
And honour in their festival resort;
Those same with stately grate, and princely port
She taught to tread, when she herself would grace;
But with the woody nymphs when she did play,
Or when the flying libbard she did chace,
She could them nimbly move, and after fly apace.

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And in her hand a sharp boar-spear she held,
And at her back a bow and quiver gay,

[quellid
Stuffed with steel-headed darts, wherewith she
The savage beasts in her victorious play,
Knit in a golden bauldrick, which forelay
Athwart her snowy breast, and did divide
Her dainty paps; which, like young fruit in May,
Now little gan to swell, and being tied,
Through her thin weed, their places only signified.
Her yellow locks crisped like golden wire,
About her shoulders weren loosely shed,
And when the wind amongst them did inspire,
They waved like a pennon wide disspread,
And low behind her back were scattered:
And whether art it were, or heedless hap,
As through the flowering forest rash she fled,
In her rude hairs sweet flowers themselves did lap,
And flowering fresh leaves and blossoms did en-

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And therein sate a lady fresh and fair,
Making sweet solace to herself alone;
Sometimes she sung, as loud as lark in air, (gone:
Sometimes she laughed, that nigh her breath was
Yet was there not with her else any one,
That might to her move cause of merriment:
Matter of mirth enough, though there were none,
She could devise, and thousand ways invent
To feed her foolish humour, and vain jolliment.

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Which when far off Cymochles heard and saw,
He loudly call'd to such as were aboard
The little bark unto the shore to draw,
And him to ferry over that deep ford:
The merry mariner unto his word
Soon hearkned, and her painted boat straightway
Turn’d to the shore, where that same warlike lord
She in receiv’d; bnt Atin by no way (pray.
She would admit, aibe the knight her mucli did
Eftsoon her shallow ship away did slide,
More swift than swallow shears the liquid sky,
Withouten oar or pilot it to guide,
Or winged canvas with the wind to fly;
Only she turn'd a pin, and by and by
It cut away upon the yielding wave,

TRUE IIONOUR.
Whoso in pomp of proud estate (quoth she)
Does swim, and bathes himself in courtly bliss,
Does waste his days in dark obscurity,
And in oblivion ever buried is :
Where ease abounds, it's eath to do amiss;
But who his limbs with labours, and his mind

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