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220 THE IIII B00KE OF THE Cant II<br />

With whom as they thus rode accompanide,<br />

<strong>The</strong>y were encountred <strong>of</strong> a lustie Knight,<br />

That had a goodly Ladie by his side,<br />

To whom he made great dalliance and delight<br />

It was to weete the bold Sir Ferraugh hight,<br />

He that from Braggadocchio whilome reft<br />

<strong>The</strong> snowy Flortmell whose beautie bright<br />

Made him seeme happie for so glorious theft,<br />

Yet was it in due triall but a wandring weft<br />

Which when as Blandamour, whose fancie light So great a mistresse <strong>of</strong> her art she was,<br />

Was alwaies flitting as the wauenng wind, And perfectly practiz'd in womans craft,<br />

After each beautie, that appeard in sight, That though therein himself e he thought to pas,<br />

Beheld, eftsoones it prickt his wanton mind And by his false allurements wyhe draft<br />

With sting <strong>of</strong> lust, that reasons eye did blind, Had thousand women <strong>of</strong> their loue beraft,<br />

That to Sir Parulell these words he sent, Yet now he was surpnz'd for that false spnght,<br />

Sir knight why ride ye dumpish thus behind, Which that same witch had in this forme en<br />

Since so good fortune doth to you present graft,<br />

S<strong>of</strong>ayreaspoyle, tomake you loyous menment? Was so expert in euery subtile slight,<br />

That it could ouerreach the wisest earthly wight<br />

But ParideU that had too late a tryall<br />

Of the bad issue <strong>of</strong> his counsell vame,<br />

List not to hearkc,but made this faire denyall,<br />

Last turne was mine, well proued to my pamc,<br />

This now be vours, God send you better game<br />

Whose sc<strong>of</strong>fed words he taking halfe m scorne,<br />

Fiercely forth prickt his steed as in disdaine,<br />

Against that Knight, ere he him well could<br />

tomes<br />

By raeanes where<strong>of</strong> he hath him lightly oucr<br />

borne<br />

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Who with the sudden stroke astonisht sore,<br />

Vpon the ground a while in slomber lay,<br />

<strong>The</strong> whiles his loue away the other bore,<br />

And shewing her, did Paridell vpbray ,<br />

Lo sluggish Knight the victors happie pray<br />

So fortune friends the bold whom Paridell<br />

Seeing so faire indeede, as he did say,<br />

His hart with secret enuie gan to swell,<br />

She m regard there<strong>of</strong> him recompenst<br />

With golden words, and goodly countenance,<br />

And such fond fauours sparingly dispenst<br />

Sometimes him blessing witha hght eye-glance,<br />

And coy lookes tempring with loose dalliance,<br />

Sometimes estranging him in sterner wise,<br />

That hauing cast him in a foolish trance,<br />

He seemed brought to bed in Paradise,<br />

Andprou'dhunselfemostfoolcmwhatheseemM<br />

most wise<br />

10<br />

I I<br />

Yet he to her did dayly seruice more,<br />

And dayly more decerned was thereby t<br />

Yet ParideU him enuied therefore,<br />

As seeming plast in sole felicity<br />

So blind is lust, false colours to descry<br />

But Ate soone discouenng his desire,<br />

And finding now fit opportunity<br />

To stirre vp strife, twixt loueand spight and ire,<br />

Did pnuily put coles vnto his secret fire<br />

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By sundry meanes thereto she pnckt him forth,<br />

Now with remembrance <strong>of</strong> those spightfull<br />

speaches,<br />

Now with opinion <strong>of</strong> his owne more worth,<br />

Now with recounting <strong>of</strong> like former breaches<br />

Made m their friendship, as that Hag him<br />

teaches<br />

And euer when his passion is allayd,<br />

She it reuiues and new occasion reaches<br />

That on a time as they together way'd,<br />

And inly grudge at him, that he had sped so well He made him open chalenge, and thus boldly<br />

sayd<br />

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Nathlesse proud man himself e the other deemed, Too boastfull Blandamour, too long I beare<br />

Hauing so peerelesse paragon ygot<br />

<strong>The</strong> open wrongs, thou doest me day by day ,<br />

For sure the fayrest Florwtellhim seemed, Well know'st thou,when we friendship first did<br />

To him was fallen for his happie lot,<br />

sweare,<br />

Whose like aliue on earth he weened not <strong>The</strong> couenant was, that euery spoyle or pray<br />

<strong>The</strong>refore he her did court,did serue,did wooe, Should equally be shard betwixt vs tway<br />

With humblest suit that he imagine mot, Where is my part then <strong>of</strong> this Ladie bright,<br />

And all things did deuise, and all things dooe, Whom to thy selfe thou takest quite away *<br />

That might her loue prepare, and liking win Render therefore therein to me my right,<br />

theretoo<br />

Or answere for thy wrong,as shall fall out in fight

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