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

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www.TaleBooks.comAs <strong>by</strong> his manners; in which plaine is showneOf what degr<strong>ee</strong> and what race he is growne:For seldome s<strong>ee</strong>ne a trotting Stalion getAn ambling Colt, that is his proper owne:So seldome s<strong>ee</strong>ne that one in basenesse setDoth noble courage shew with curteous manners met.II. But evermore contrary hath bene tryde,That gentle bloud will gentle manners br<strong>ee</strong>d;As well may be in Calidore descryde,By late ensample of that courteous d<strong>ee</strong>dDone to that wounded Knight in his great n<strong>ee</strong>d,Whom on his backe he bore, till he him broughtUnto the Castle where they had decr<strong>ee</strong>d:<strong>The</strong>re of the Knight, the which that Castle ought,To make abode that night he greatly was besought.III. He was to w<strong>ee</strong>te a man of full ripe yeares,That in his youth had b<strong>ee</strong>ne of mickle might,And borne great sway in armes amongst his peares;But now weake age had dimd his candle-light:Yet was he courteous still to every wight,And loved all that did to armes incline;And was the Father of that wounded Knight,Whom Calidore thus carried on his chine;And Aldus was his name; and his sonnes, Aladine.IV. Who when he saw his sonne so ill bedightWith bl<strong>ee</strong>ding wounds, brought home upon a beareBy a faire Lady and a straunger Knight,Was inly touched with compassion deare,And deare affection of so dolefull dreare,That he these words burst forth: "Ah, sory boy!Is this the hope that to my hoary heareThou brings? aie me! is this the timely joy,Which I expected long, now turnd to sad annoy?V. "Such is the weakenesse of all mortall hope,So tickle is the state of earthly things,That, ere they come unto their aymed scope,<strong>The</strong>y fall too short of our fraile reckonings,And bring us bale and bitter sorrowings,Instead of comfort which we should embrace:This is the state of Keasars and of Kings!Let none therefore, that is in meaner place,Too greatly grieve at any his unlucky case."VI. So well and wisely did that good old KnightTemper his griefe, and turned it to cheare,To cheare his guests whom he had stayd that night,And make their welcome to them well appeare.That to Sir Calidore was easie geare;But that faire Lady would be cheard for nought,But sigh'd and sorrow'd for her lover deare,Page 627 , Faerie Qu<strong>ee</strong>ne, <strong>The</strong> - <strong>Edmund</strong> <strong>Spenser</strong>

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