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

www.TaleBooks.comHath thee incenst to hast thy dolefull fate?Were it not better I that Lady hadThen that thou hadst repented it too late?Most sencelesse man he, that himselfe doth hate,To love another: Lo! then, for thine ayd,Here take thy lovers token on thy pate."So they to fight; the whiles the royall MaydFledd farre away, of that proud Paynim sore afrayd.XLVIII. But that false Pilgrim, which that leasing told,Being in deed old Archimage, did stayIn secret shadow all this to behold;And much rejoyced in their bloody fray:But, when he saw the Damsell passe away,He left his stond, and her pursewd apace,In hope to bring her to her last decay.But for to tell her lamentable cace,And eke this battels end, will need another place.FIRST_BOOKE|CANTO_VIICANTO VIIThe Redcrosse knight is captive madeBy Tyaunt proud opprest:Prince Arthure meets with Una greatlywith those newes distrest.I. WHAT man so wise, what earthly witt so ware,As to discry the crafty cunning traine,By which deceipt doth maske in visour faire,And cast her coulours, died deepe in graine,To seeme like truth, whose shape she well can faine,And fitting gestures to her purpose frame,The guiltlesse man with guile to entertaine?Great maistresse of her art was that false Dame,The false Duessa, cloked with Fidessaes name.II. Who when, returning from the drery Night,She fownd not in that perilous hous of Pryde,Where she had left the noble Redcrosse knight,Her hoped pray, she would no lenger byde,But forth she went to seeke him far and wide.Ere long she fownd, whereas he wearie sateTo reste him selfe foreby a fountaine syde,Disarmed all of yron-coted Plate;And by his side his steed the grassy forage ate.III. Hee feedes upon the cooling shade, and bayesHis sweatie forehead in the breathing wynd,Which through the trembling leaves full gently playes,Wherein the chearefull birds of sundry kyndDoe chaunt sweet musick to delight his mynd.The witch approching gan him fayrely greet,And with reproch of carelesnes unkyndPage 69 , Faerie Queene, The - Edmund Spenser