THE FAERIE QUEENE by Edmund Spenser TO The ... - Planet.ee

www.TaleBooks.comAs chicken newly hatcht, from dreaded destiny.X. At last he spide where towards him did paceTwo Paynim knights al armd as bright as skie,And them beside an aged Sire did trace,And far before a light-foote Page did flie,That breathed strife and troublous enmitie.Those were the two sonnes of Acrates old,Who, meeting earst with Archimago slieForeby that idle strond, of him were toldThat he which earst them combatted was Guyon bold.XI. Which to avenge on him they dearly vowd,Where ever that on ground they mote him find:False Archimage provokte their corage prowd,And stryful Atin in their stubborne mindColes of contention and whot vengeaunce tind.Now bene they come whereas the Palmer sate,Keeping that slombred corse to him assind:Well knew they both his person, sith of lateWith him in bloody armes they rashly did debate.XII. Whom when Pyrochles saw, inflam'd with rageThat sire he fowl bespake: Thou dotard vile,That with thy brutenesse shendst thy comely age,Abandon soone, I read, the caytive spoileOf that same outcast carcas, that erewhileMade it selfe famous through false trechery,And crownd his coward crest with knightly stile;Loe! where he now inglorious doth lye,To proove he lived il that did thus fowly dye.XIII. To whom the Palmer fearlesse answered:"Certes, Sir knight, ye bene too much to blame,Thus for to blott the honor of the dead,And with fowle cowardize his carcas shame,Whose living handes immortalizd his name.Vile is the vengeaunce on the ashes cold,And envy base to barke at sleeping fame.Was never wight that treason of him told:Your self his prowesse prov'd, and found him fiers andbold."XIV. Then sayd Cymochles: "Palmer, thou doest dote,Ne canst of prowesse ne of knighthood deeme,Save as thou seest or hearst. But well I wote,That of his puissance tryall made extreeme:Yet gold al is not that doth golden seeme;Ne all good knights that shake well speare and shield.The worth of all men by their end esteeme,And then dew praise or dew reproch them yield;Bad therefore I him deeme that thus lies dead on field."XV. "Good or bad," gan his brother fiers reply,"What doe I recke, sith that he dide entire?Page 199 , Faerie Queene, The - Edmund Spenser