Guyon
does Furor bind in chaines,
And stops :
DeliuersDelivers
PhaonPhedon, and therefore
By strife is rayld vpponuppon.
[1]
INn brauebrave poursuitt of honorable deed,
There is I know not what(what) great difference
Betweene the vulgar and the
noble seed,
Which vntounto things of valorousvalorours
pretence
Seemes to be borne by ;
As feates of armes, and louelove to entertaine,
But chiefly
seemes a science
Proper to gentle blood; some others faine
To steeds, as did this vaunter; but in vaine.
[2]
But he the rightfull owner of that steede,
The whiles on foot was forced for to ,
With that blacke Palmer, his most trusty guide;
Who suffred not his wandring feete to slide.
But when strong passion or
weake fleshlinesse,
Would from the right way seeke to draw him
wide,
He would through temperaunce and stedfastnesse,
Teach him the weak to strẽgthenstrengthen, &and the strõgstrong suppresse.
[3]
It fortuned forth faring on his way,
Some troublous vproreuprore or contentious fray,
Whereto he drew in hast it
to agree.
A mad man, or that feigned
mad to bee,
Drew by the heare along vponupon the grownd,
A handsom stripling with great
crueltee,
Whom sore he bett, and gor’d with many a
wownd,
That cheekes with teares, &and sydes with blood did all abownd.
[4]
him behynd, a wicked Hag did
stalke,
In ragged robes, and filthy disaray,
Her other leg was lame, that she n’oteno’te walke.
But on a staffe her feeble steps did stay;
Her lockes, that loathly were and hoarie gray,
Grew all afore, and loosly hong vnroldunrold,
But all behinde was bald, and worne away,
That none thereof could euerever taken hold,
And eke her face ill fauourdfavourd, full of wrinckles old.
[5]
And euerever as she went, her toung did walke
In fowle reproch, and termes of vile despight,
ProuokingProvoking him by her outrageous talke,
To heape more vengeance on that wretched wight;
Somtimes she raught him
stones, wherwith to smite,
Sometimes her staffe, though it her one leg were,
Withouten which she could not goe vprightupright;
Ne any euillevill meanes she did forbeare,
That might him mouemove to wrath, and indignation reare.
[6]
The noble Guyon
mou’d mov’d with great remorse,
Approching, first the Hag did thrust away,
His did on
the madman lay,
And pluckt him backe; who all on fire streight way,
Against him turning all his fell intent,
With beastly brutish rage gan him assay,
And did he wist not what in his .
[7]
And sure he was a man of mickle might,
Had he had , it well to guyde:
But when the frantick fitt inflamd his spright,
His force was vaine, and strooke more often ,
1590.bk2.II.iv.7.5. Then: ThanThenThan at the aymed marke, which he had eyde:
And oft himselfe he chaunst to hurt vnwaresunwares,
Whylest , nought descryde
But as a blindfold Bull fares,
And where he hits, nought knowes, &and whom he hurts, nought
cares.
[8]
His rude assault and rugged handeling
Straunge seemed to the knight, that aye with foe
In fayre defence and goodly menaging
Of
armes was wont to fight, yet nathemoe
Was he abashed now not fighting so,
But more enfierced through
his currish play,
Him sternly grypt, and hailing to and fro,
To ouerthrowoverthrow him strongly did assay,
But ouerthrewoverthrew him selfe vnwaresunwares, and lower lay.
[9]
And being downe the villein sore did beate,
And bruze with clownish
fistes his manly face:
And eke the Hag with many a bitter threat.
Still cald vponupon to kill him in the place.
With whose reproch and odious menacemenaeemenace
The knight emboyling in
his haughtie hart,
Knitt all his forces, and gan soone vnbraceunbrace
His grasping hold: so lightly did vpstartupstart,
And drew his deadly weapon, to maintaine his
part.
[10]
Which when the Palmer saw, he loudly
cryde,
Not so O Guyon, neuernever thinke that so
That Monster can be maistred or
destroyd:
He is not,no,
ah, he is not such a foe,
As steele can wound, or strength can ouerthroeoverthroe.
That same is Furor, cursed cruel wight,
That vntounto knighthood workes much shame &and woe;
And that same Hag, his aged mother, hight
Occasion, the roote of all wrath
and
deſpight.despight.
deſpight,despight,
[11]
her, who so will raging Furor tame,
Must first begin, and well her :
First her restraine from her reprochfull blame,
And euillevill meanes, with which she doth enrage
Her frantick sonne, and kindles his corage,
Then when she is withdrawne, or strong withstood,
It’s eath his ydle fury to aswage,
And calme the tempest of his passion wood;
[12]
Therewith Sir Guyon left his first emprise,
And turning to that
woman, fast her hent
By the hoare lockes, that hong before her eyes,
And to the ground her threw: yet
Her bitter rayling and foule reuilementrevilement,
But still prouoktprovokt her sonne to wreake her wrong;
But nathelesse he did her
still torment,
And catching hold of her vngratiousungratious
tongetonguetong,
Thereon , did fasten firme and
strong.
[13]
Then whenas vseuse of speach was from her reft,
With her two crooked handes she signes did make,
And beckned him, she had
left:
But he that last left helpe away did take,
And both her handes fast bound vntounto a stake,
That she note stirre.
Then gan her sonne to flye
Full fast away, and did her quite forsake;
But Guyon after
him in hast did hye,
And soone him ouertookeovertooke in sad perplexitye.
[14]
In his strong armes he stifly him
embraste,
Who him gainstriuinggainstriving, nought at all preuaildprevaild:
For all his power was vtterlyutterly
,
And furious fitts at
earst quite weren quaild:
Oft he re’nforst, and oft
his forces fayld,
Yet yield he would not, nor his rancor slack.
Then him to ground he cast, and rudely hayld,
And both his hands fast bound behind his backe,
And both his feet in fetters to an yron
rack.
[15]
With hundred yron chaines he did him bind,
And hundred knots
that did him sore constraine:
Yet his great yron teeth he still did grind,
And grimly gnash, threatning reuengerevenge in vaine:
His burning eyen, whom bloody strakes did staine,
Stared full wide, and threw forth sparkes of fyre,
And more for ranck despight, 1590.bk2.II.iv.15.7. then: thanthenthan for great paine,
Shakt his long locks, colourd like
copper-wyre,
And bitt his tawny beard to
shew his raging yre.
[16]
Thus whenas Guyon
Furor had captiudcaptivd,
Turning about he saw that wretched Squyre,
Whom that mad man of life nigh late depriuddeprivd,
:
Whom whenas he perceiuedperceived to ,
He gan to comfort, and his woundes to
dresse.
Being at last , he
gan inquyre,
What hard mishap him brought to such distresse,
And made that thrall, the thrall of wretchednesse.
[17]
hart then throbbing, and with watry eyes,
Fayre Sir (qd.quoth he) what man can shun the hap,
That hidden lyes vnwaresunwares him to
ſurpryſe?surpryse?
ſurpryſesurpryse
Misfortune waites aduantageadvantage to entrap
The man most wary in
her lap.
So me , of
many weakest wretchone,
VnweetingUnweeting, and vnwareunware of such mishap,
She brought to mischiefe
through her guilful trech
occaſionoccasion
,
Where this same wicked villein did me
wãdringwandring ketchlight vponlight upon.
[18]
It was a faithlesse Squire, that was the
sourse
Of all my sorrow, and of these sad teares,
Attonce I was vpbroughtupbrought, and eft when yeares
More rype vsus reason lent to chose our Peares,
Our seluesselves in league of vowed louelove wee knitt:
In which we long time without gealous feares,
Or faultie thoughts contynewd, as was fitt;
And for my part I vow, dissembled not a
whitt.
[19]
, commune to that age,
To louelove a Lady fayre of great degree,
The which was borne of noble parentage,
And set in highest seat of dignitee,
Yet seemd no lesse to louelove, 1590.bk2.II.iv.19.5. then: thanthenthan
louedloved to bee:
Long I her seru’dserv’d, and found her faithfull still,
Ne euerever thing could cause vsus disagree:
LoueLove that two harts makes one, makes eke one will:
Each strouestrove to please, and others pleasure to fulfill.
[20]
My friend, hight Philemon, I did partake,
Of all my louelove and all my priuitieprivitie;
Who greatly ioyousjoyous seemed for my sake,
And gratious to that Lady, as to
mee,
Ne euerever wight, that mote so welcome bee,
As he to her, withouten blott or blame,
Ne euerever thing, that she could thinke or see,
But vntounto him she would impart the same:
O wretched man, that would abuse so gentle
Dame.
[21]
At last such I found, and meanes I
wrought,
That I that Lady to my spouse had wonne;
Accord of friendes, consent of Parents sought,
Affyaunce made, my
happinesse begonne,
There wanted nought but few rites to be donne,
Which ; that
day too farre did seeme:
Most ioyousjoyous man, on whom the shining Sunne,
Did shew his face, my selfe I did
esteeme,
And that my falser friend did no lesse ioyousjoyous deeme.
[22]
But ereear that wished day his beame disclosd,
He either enuyingenvying my good,
Or of him selfe to treason ill disposd
One day vntounto me came in friendly mood,
And told for secret how he vnderstoodunderstood
That Lady whom I had to me assynd,
Had both distaind her honorable
blood,
And eke the faith, which she to me did bynd;
And therfore wisht me , till I more truth should
fynd.
[23]
The gnawing anguish and sharp gelosy,
Which his speach in my brest,
Ranckled so sore, and festred
inwardly,
That my mind could find no rest,
Till that the truth thereof I did out wrest,
And him besought by that same
Betwixt vsus both, to counsell me the best.
He then with solemne oath and plighted hand
Assurd, ere long the truth to let me vnderstandunderstand.
[24]
Ere long with like againe he boorded mee,
Saying, he now had all the floure,
And that it was a ,
Which of my louelove was partenerpartner Paramoure:
Who vsedused in a darkesome inner bowre
Her oft to meete: which better to approueapprove,
He promised to bring me at that howre,
When I should see, that
would me nearer mouemove,
And driuedrive me to withdraw my blind abused louelove.
[25]
This man for furtherance of his guile,
Did court the handmayd of my Lady deare,
Who glad t’embosome his
affection vile,
Did all she might, more pleasing to appeare.
One day to worke her to his will more neare,
He woo’d her thus: (so
she hight)
What great despight doth
fortune to thee beare,
Thus lowly to abase thy beautie
bright,
That it should not all others lesser
light?
[26]
But if she had her least helpe to thee
lent,
T’adorne thy forme according thy desart,
Their blazing pride thou wouldest soone hauehave
blent,
And staynd their prayses with thy least good part;
Ne should faire with all her art,
Though she thy Lady be, approch thee neare:
For proofe thereof, this eueningevening, ,
That I may more delight in thy embracement
deare.
[27]
The MaydẽMayden proud through praise, &and mad through louelove
Him hearkned to, and soone her selfe arayd,
The whiles to me the treachour
His craftie engin, and as
he had sayd,
Me leading, in a secret corner layd,
Where left, he went, and his owne false part playd,
Disguised like that groome of base degree,
Whom he had feignd th’abuser of my louelove to bee.
[28]
Eftsoones he came vntounto th’appointed place,
And with him brought Pryene, rich
arayd,
In Claribellaes clothes. Her proper face
I not descerned in that darkesome shade,
But weend it was my louelove, with whom he playd.
Ah God, what horrour and tormenting griefe
My hart, my handes, mine eyes, and all :
Me liefer were ten
thousand
,
1590.bk2.II.iv.28.9. Then: ThanThenThan wounde of gealous worme, and
shame of such repriefe.
[29]
I home retourning, fraught with fowle
despight,
And chawing vengeaunce
all the way I went,
Soone as my loathed louelove appeard in sight,
With wrathfull hand I slew her innocent;
That after soone I dearely did lament:
For when the cause of
that outrageous deede
Demaunded, I made plaine and euidentevident,
Her faultie Handmayd, which that bale did breede,
Confest, how Philemon her wrought to chaunge her weede.
[30]
Which when I heard, with horrible affright
And hellish fury all
enragd, I sought
VponUpon my selfe that
To punish: yet it better first I thought,
To
wreake my wrath on him, that first it wrought.
To Philemon, false faytour
Philemon
I cast to pay, that I so dearely bought;
Of deadly drugs I gauegave him drinke anon,
And with guilty potion.
[31]
Thus heaping crime on crime, and griefe on
griefe,
To losse of louelove
adioyningadjoyning losse of frend,
I meant to purge both with a third mischiefe,
And in my woes beginner
it to end:
That was Pryene; she did first offend,
She last should smart: with which cruell intent,
When I at her my murdrous blade did bend,
She fled away with ,
And I poursewing my fell purpose, after
went.
[32]
Through woods and plaines so long I did her chace,
this mad man, whom
your victorious might
Hath now fast bound, me met ,
And shortly ouertookeovertooke:ouertookeovertooke, I breathing yre,
Sore chauffed at my stay
in such a cace,
Which kindled once, his mother did more rage
inspyre.
[33]
Betwixt them both, they hauehave
me doen to dye,
Through wounds, &and strokes, &and
stubborne handeling,
That death were better, 1590.bk2.II.iv.33.3. then: thanthenthan such agony,
As griefe and fury vntounto me did bring;
Of which in me yet stickes the sting,
That during life will neuernever be appeasd.
When he thus ended had his sorrowing,
Said Guyon,
Squyre, sore hauehave ye beene ;
But all your hurts may soone through tẽperancetemperance be easd.
[34]
gan the Palmer thus, most wretched man,
That to affections does
;
In their beginning they are weake and wan,
But soone through suff’rance growe to fearefull end;
Whiles they are weake betimes with them contend:
For when they once to strength do grow,
Strong warres they make,
and cruell battry bend
Gainst fort of Reason, it to ouerthrowoverthrow:
Wrath, gelosy, griefe, louelove this Squyre hauehave laide thus low.
[35]
, gealosie, griefe, louelove
:
Wrath is a fire, and gealosie a weede,
Griefe is a flood, and louelove a monster fell;
The fire of sparkes, the
weede of little seede,
The flood of drops, the Monster filth did breede:
But sparks, seed, drops, and filth do thus delay;
The sparks soone quench, the springing seed outweed,outweed
The drops dry vpup, and filth wipe cleane away:
So shall wrath, gealosy, griefe, louelove die and
decay.
[36]
VnluckyUnlucky Squire (saide Guyon)
sith thou hast
Falne intovntounto
through intemperaunce,
Henceforth take heede of that thou now hast past,
And guyde thy waies with
warie ,
Least worse betide thee by some later chaunce.
But read how art thou
nam’d, and of what
kin.
PhaonPhedon I hight (quoth he) and do
Mine auncestry from famous ,
Who first to rayse our house to honour did
begin.
[37]
A ronning towardes hastily,
Whose flying feet so fast their way applyde,
That round about a cloud of dust did fly,
Which mingled all with sweate, did dim his eye.
He soone approched, panting, breathlesse, whot,
And all so , that
none could him descry;
His countenaunce was bold, and bashed not
For
Guyons lookes, but scornefull .
[38]
Behind his backe he bore a brasen shield,
On which was drawen faire, in colours fit,
A flaming fire in midst of bloody field,
And round about the
wreath this word was writ,
. Right well beseemed it,
To be the shield of some redoubted knight;
And in his hand two dartes exceeding flit,
And deadly sharp he held, whose heads were dight
In poyson and in blood, of malice and
despight.
[39]
When he in presence came, to Guyon first
He boldly spake, Sir knight, if knight thou bee,
Abandon this forestalled at erst,
For feare of further harme, I counsell thee,
Or bide the chaunce at thine owne ieopardeejeopardee.
The knight at his great
boldnesse wondered,
And though he scornd his ydle vanitee,
Yet mildly him to purpose answered;
For not to grow of nought he it coniecturedconjectured.
[40]
Varlet, this place most dew to me I
deeme,
Yielded by him, that held it forcibly.
But whence shold come that harme, which thou dost seeme
To threat ?
Perdy (sayd he) here comes, and is hard by
A knight of wondrous powre, and great assay,
That neuernever yet encountred enemy,
But did him deadly daunt, or fowle dismay;
Ne thou for better hope, if thou his presence
stay.
[41]
How hight he then (sayd Guyon) and from whence?
PyrochlesPyrrhochlesPyrrhochles is his name, renowmed farre
For his bold feates and hardy confidence,
Full oft approudapprovd in many a cruell warre,
The brother of , both which arre
The sonnes of old and
Despight,
Acrates
sonne of Phlegeton and
IarreJarre;
But Herebus sonne of Aeternitie is hight.
[42]
So from immortall race he does proceede,
That mortall hands may not withstand his might,
Drad for his , and bloody deed;
For all in blood andaud spoile is his delight.
His am I
, his
in wrong and right,
That matter make for him to worke vponupon,
And stirre him vpup to strife and cruell fight.
Fly therefore, fly this fearfull anon,
Least thy foolhardize worke thy sad confusion.
[43]
His be that care, whom most it doth
concerne.
(Sayd he) but whether with such hasty flight
Art thou now bownd? for well mote I discerne
Great cause, that carries thee so swifte and light.
My Lord (qd.quoth he) me sent, and streight behight
To seeke OccaſionOccasion,OccaſionOccasion; where so she bee:
For he is all disposd to bloody fight,
And breathes out wrath and hainous crueltee;
Hard is his hap, that first fals in his ieopardeejeopardee.
[44]
Mad man (said then the Palmer) that does seeke
Occasion to wrath, and cause
of strife;
Shee comes vnsoughtunsought, and shonned followes eke.
Happy, who can abstaine,
when Rancor rife
Kindles ReuengeRevenge, and threats his rusty
knife;
Woe neuernever wants, where eueryevery
,
And
rash Occasion makes vnquietunquiet life.
Then loe, wher bound she sits, whõwhom thou hast sought,
Said Guyon, let that message to thy Lord be brought.
[45]
That when the varlett heard and saw, streight
way
He wexed wondrous wroth, and said, Vile knight,
That knights &and knighthood doest with shame
vpbrayupbray,
And shewst th’ensãpleth’ensample of thy childishe might,
With silly weake old woman that didthus to fight.
Great glory
and gay spoile sure hast thou gott,
And stoutly prou’dprov’d thy puissaunce here in sight;
That shall Pyrrhochles well requite, I wott,
And with thy blood abolish so reprochfull
blott.
[46]
With that one of his thrillant darts he threw,
Headed with yre and ;
The quiueringquivering steele his aymed end wel knew,
And to his brest it selfe intended right:
But he was wary, and ere it empight
In the meant marke, aduaunstadvaunst his shield atweene,
On which it seizing, no way enter
might,
But backe rebownding, left the forckhead keene;
Estsoones he fled away, and might no where be
seene.