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188 THE III BOOKE OF THE Cant VIII<br />

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Which words when Paridell had heard, his hew<br />

Gan greatly chaunge, and seem'd dismayd to<br />

bee,<br />

<strong>The</strong>n said, Faire Sir, how may I weene it trew,<br />

That ye doe tell in such vncertamtee ?<br />

Or speake ye <strong>of</strong> report, or did ye see [sore ?<br />

lust cause <strong>of</strong> dread, that makes ye doubt so<br />

For perdie else how mote it euer bee,<br />

That euer hand should dare for to engore<br />

Her noble bloud ? the heauens such crueltie<br />

abhore<br />

49<br />

<strong>The</strong>se eyes did see, that they will euer rew<br />

T'haue seene, (quoth he) when as a monstrous<br />

beast<br />

<strong>The</strong> Palfrey, whereon she did trauell, slew,<br />

And <strong>of</strong> his bowels made his bloudie feast<br />

Which speaking token shcweth at the least<br />

Her certame losse, if not her sure decay<br />

Besides, that more suspition encreast,<br />

I found her golden girdle cast astray,<br />

Distaynd with durt and bloud, as rehque <strong>of</strong> the<br />

pray 50<br />

Aye me, (said Pandell) the Signes be sad,<br />

And but God turne the same to good soothsay,<br />

That Ladies safetie is sore to be drad<br />

Yet will I not forsake my forward way,<br />

Till tnall doe more certame truth bewray<br />

Faire Sir (quoth he) well may it you succeed,<br />

Ne long shall Satyrane behind you stay,<br />

But to the rest, which in this Quest proceed<br />

My labour adde, and be partake <strong>of</strong> their speed<br />

51<br />

Ye noble knights (said then the Squire <strong>of</strong> Dames)<br />

Well may ye speed in so praiseworthy paine<br />

But sith the Sunne now ginnes to slake his<br />

beames,<br />

In deawy vapours <strong>of</strong> the westerne mame,<br />

And lose the teme out <strong>of</strong> his weary waine,<br />

Mote not mishke you also to abate<br />

Your zealous hast, till morrow next againe<br />

Both light <strong>of</strong> heauen, and strength <strong>of</strong> men relate<br />

Which if ye please, to yonder castle turne your<br />

gate 52<br />

That counsell pleased well, so all yfere<br />

Forth marched to a Castle them before,<br />

Where soone arriumg, they restrained were<br />

Of readie entrance, which ought euermore<br />

To errant knights be commun wondrous sore<br />

<strong>The</strong>reat displeasd they were, till that young<br />

Squire<br />

Gan them informe the cause, why thatsamedore<br />

Was shut to all, which lodging did desire<br />

<strong>The</strong> which tolet youweet, will furthertimerequire<br />

Cant IX<br />

Malbecco will no straunge knights host,<br />

For peeuish gealosie:<br />

Paridell giusts with Britomart:<br />

Both shew their auncestrie<br />

1<br />

Redoubted knights, and honorable Dames,<br />

To whom I leuell all my labours end,<br />

Right sore I feare, least with vnworthy blames<br />

This odious argument my rimes should shend,<br />

Or ought your goodly patience <strong>of</strong>fend,<br />

Whiles <strong>of</strong> a wanton Lady I do write,<br />

Which with her loose incontinence doth blend<br />

<strong>The</strong> shyning glory <strong>of</strong> your soueraigne light,<br />

And knighthood fowle defaced by a faithlesse<br />

knight<br />

2<br />

But neuer let th'ensample <strong>of</strong> the bad<br />

Offend the good for good by paragone<br />

Of euill, may more notably be rad,<br />

Aswhiteseemesfairer,machtwithblackeattone,<br />

Ne all are shamed by the fault <strong>of</strong> one<br />

For lo m heauen, whereas all goodnesse is,<br />

Emongst the Angels, a whole legione<br />

Of wicked Sprights did fall from happy bhs,<br />

What wonder then, if one <strong>of</strong> women all did mis?<br />

3<br />

<strong>The</strong>n listen Lordings, if ye list to weet<br />

<strong>The</strong> cause, why Satyrane and Paridell<br />

Mote not be entertaynd, as seemed meet,<br />

Into that Castle (as that Squire does tell)<br />

<strong>The</strong>rein a cancred crabbed Carle does dwell,<br />

That has no skill <strong>of</strong> Court nor courtesie,<br />

Ne cares, what men say <strong>of</strong> him ill or well,<br />

For all his dayes he drownes m pnuitie,<br />

Yet has full large to hue, and spend at hbertie<br />

4<br />

But all his mind is set on mucky pelfe,<br />

To hoord vp heapes <strong>of</strong> euill gotten masse,<br />

For which he others wrongs, and wreckes him<br />

selfe ,<br />

Yet is he hncked to a louely lasse,<br />

Whose beauty doth her bounty far surpasse,<br />

<strong>The</strong> which to him both far vnequall yeares,<br />

And also far vnhke conditions has ,<br />

For she does my to play emongst her peares,<br />

And to be free from hard restraint and gealous<br />

feares

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