Cant. V. Pyrrhochles does with Guyon fight, And Furors chayne vntyes untyes , vnbinds unbinds vnbinds: unbinds: Who him ſore wounds, whiles Atin to Who him sore wounds, whiles Atin to Of whom ſore hurt, for his reuenge Of whom sore hurt, for his reuenge Of whom ſore hurt, for his revenge Of whom sore hurt, for his revenge Cymochles for ayd flyes. Gymochles for ayd flyes. Attin Gymochles finds. Attin Cymochles finds. [1] VV W H h o euer ever doth to temperaunce apply His stedfast life, and all his actions frame, Trust me, shal find no greater enimy, 1590.bk2.II.v.1.4. Then: Than Then Than stubborne perturbation, to the same; To which right wel the wise doe giue give that name, For it the goodly peace of staied mindes Does ouerthrow overthrow , and troublous warre proclame: His owne woes author, who so bound it findes, As did Pyrrhochles Pirrhocles , and it wilfully vnbindes unbindes . 246 And The Second Booke of Cant.V. [2] After that varlets flight, it was not long, Ere on the plaine fast pricking Guyon spide One in bright armes embatteiled full strong, That as the Sunny beames doe glaunce and glide Vpon Upon the trembling waue wave , so shined bright, And round about him threw forth sparkling fire, That seemd him to enflame on euery every side: His steed was bloody red, and fomed yre, When with the maistring spur he did him roughly stire. [3] Approching nigh, he neuer never staid to greete, Ne chaffar words, prowd corage to prouoke provoke , But prickt so fiers, that vnderneath underneath his feete The smouldring dust did rownd about him smoke, Both horse and man nigh able for to choke; And fayrly couching his steeleheaded speare, Him first saluted with a sturdy stroke: It booted nought Sir Guyon comming neare To thincke, such hideous puissaunce on foot to beare. [4] But lightly shunned it, and passing by, With his bright blade did smite at him so fell, That the sharpe steele arriuing arriving forcibly On his broad shield, bitt not, but glauncing fell glaun cingfell On his horse necke before the quilted sell, And from the head the body sundred quight. So him dismounted low, he did compell On foot with him to matchen equall fight; The truncked beast fast bleeding, did him fowly dight. [5] Sore bruzed with the fall, he slow vprose uprose , And all enraged, thus him loudly shent; Disleall knight, whose coward corage chose To wreake it selfe on beast all innnocent, 247 He the Faery Queene Cant. V. And shund the marke, at which it should be ment, Therby thine armes seem strong, but manhood frayl: So hast thou oft with guile thine honor blent; But litle may such guile thee now auayl avayl , If wonted force and fortune doe me not much do not much me doe not much me fayl. [6] With that he drew his flaming sword, and strooke At him so fiercely, that the vpper upper margeOf his seuenfolded sevenfolded shield away it tooke, And glauncing on his helmet, made a large And open gash therein: were not his targe, That broke the violence of his intent, The weary sowle from thence it would discharge, Nathelesse so sore a buff to him it lent, That made him reele, and to his brest his beuer bever bent. [7] Exceeding wroth was Guyon at that blow, And much ashamd, that stroke of liuing living arme Should him dismay, and make him stoup so low, Though otherwise it did him litle harme: Tho hurling high his yron braced arme, He smote so manly on his shoulder plate, That all his left side it did quite disarme; Yet there the steele stayd not, but inly bate Deepe in his flesh, and opened wide a red floodgate. [8] Deadly dismayd, with horror of that dint Pyrrhochles was, and grieued grieved eke entyre; Yet nathemore did it his fury stint, But added flame vnto unto his former fire, That welnigh molt his hart in raging yre; Ne thenceforth his approued approved skill, to ward, Or strike, or hurtle rownd in warlike gyre, Remembred he, ne car’d for his saufgard, But rudely rag’d, and like a cruel tygre far’d. 248 That The Second Booke of Cant. V. [9] He hewd, and lasht, and foynd, and thondred blowes, And euery every way did seeke into his life, Ne plate, ne male could ward so mighty throwes, But yeilded passage to his cruell knife. But Guyon, in the heat of all his strife, Was wary wise, and closely did awayt Auauntage Avauntage , whilest his foe did rage most rife; Sometimes a thwart athwart , sometimes he strook him strayt, And falsed oft his blowes, t’illude him with such bayt. [10] Like as a Lyon, whose imperiall powre A prowd rebellious Vnicorne Unicorne defyes, T’ auoide avoide the rash assault and wrathfull stowre Of his fiers foe, him to a tree applyes, And when him ronning in full course he spyes, He slips aside; the whiles that furious beast His precious horne, sought of his enimye Strikes in the stocke, ne thence can be releast, But to the mighty victor yields a bounteous feast. [11] With such faire sleight him Guyon often fayld, Till at the last all breathlesse, weary, faint Him spying, with fresh onsett he assayld, And kindling new his corage seeming queint, Strooke him so hugely, that through great grear constraint He made him stoup perforce vnto unto his knee, And doe vnwilling unwilling worship to the Saint, That on his shield depainted he did see; Such homage till that instant neuer never learned hee. [12] Whom Guyon seeing stoup, poursewed fast The present offer of faire victory, And soone his dreadfull blade about he cast, Wherewith he smote his haughty crest so hye, 249 Fly, the Faery Queene. Cant. V. That streight on grownd made him full low to lye; Then on his brest his victor foote he thrust, With that he cryde, Mercy, doe me not dye, Ne deeme thy force by fortunes doome vniust unjust , That hath (maugre her spight) thus low me laid in dust. [13] Eftsoones his cruel hand Sir Guyon stayd, Tempring the passion with aduizement advizement slow, And maistring might on enimy dismayd: For th’equall die of warre he well did know. Then to him said, Liue Live and alleagaunce owe, To him, that giues gives thee life and liberty, And henceforth by this daies ensample trow, That hasty wroth, and heedlesse hazardry Doe breede repentaunce late, and lasting infamy. [14] So vp up he let him rise, who with grim looke And count’naunce sterne vpstanding upstanding , gan to grind His grated teeth for great disdeigne, and shooke His sandy lockes, long hanging downe behind, Knotted in blood and dust, for griefe of mind, That he in ods of armes was conquered; Yet in himselfe some comfort he did find, That him so noble knight had maystered, Whose bounty more 1590.bk2.II.v.14.9. then: than then than might, yet both he wõdered wondered . [15] Which Guyon marking said, Be nought agrieu’d agriev’d , Sir knight, that thus ye now subdewed arre: Was neuer never man, who most conquestes atchieu’d atchiev’d But sometimes had the worse, and lost by warre, Yet shortly gaynd, that losse exceeded farre: Losse is no shame, nor to bee lesse 1590.bk2.II.v.15.6. then: than then than foe, But to bee lesser, 1590.bk2.II.v.15.7. then: than then than himselfe, doth marre Both loosers lott, and victours prayse alsoe. Vaine others ouerthrowes overthrowes , who selfe doth ouerthrow overthrow . 250 Bycause The Second Booke of Cant.V. [16] Fly, O Pyrrhochles, fly the dreadfull warre, That in thy selfe thy lesser partes doe moue move , Outrageous anger, and woe working iarre jarre , Direfull impatience, and hartmurdring loue love ; Those, those thy foes, those warriours far remoue remove , Which thee to endlesse bale captiued captived lead. But sith in might thou didst my mercy proue prove ,Of courtesie to mee the cause aread,That thee against me drew with so impetuous dread. [17] Dreadlesse (said he) that shall I soone declare: It was complaind, that thou hadst done great tort Vnto Unto an aged woman, poore and bare,And thralled her in chaines with strong effort, Voide of all succour and needfull comfort: That ill beseemes thee, such as I thee see, To worke such shame. Therefore I thee exhort, To chaunge thy will, and set OccaſionOccasion occaſionoccasion OccaſionOccasion free, And to her captiue captive sonne yield his first libertee. [18] Thereat Sir Guyon smylde, And is that all (Said he) that thee so sore displeased hath? Great mercy sure, for to enlarge a thrall, Whose freedom shall thee turne to greatest scath. Nath’lesse now quench thy whott emboyling embayling wrath: Loe there they bee; to thee I yield them free. Thereat he wondrous glad, out of the path Did lightly leape, where he them bound did see, And gan to breake the bands of their captiuitee captivitee . [19] Soone as Occasion felt her selfe vntyde untyde , Before her sonne could well assoyled bee, She to her vse use returnd, and streight defyde Both Guyon and Pyrrhochles: th’one (said ſ⁀heshe hee ) 251 Tho the Faery Queene. Bycause he wonne; the other because hee Was wonne: So matter did she make of nought, To stirre vp up strife, and garre do doe them disagree: But soone as Furor was enlargd, she sought To kindle his quencht fyre, & and thousãd thousand causes wrought. [20] It was not long, ere she inflam’d him so, That he would algates with Pyrrhochles fight, And his redeemer chalengd for his foe, Because he had not well mainteind his right, But yielded had to that same straunger knight: Now gan Pyrrhochles wex as wood, as hee, And him affronted with impatient might: So both together fiers engrasped bee, Whyles Guyon stãding standing by, their vncouth uncouth strife does see. [21] Him all that while Occasion did prouoke provoke Against Pyrrhochles, and new matter fram’d Vpon Upon the old, him stirring to bee wroke Of his late wronges, in which she oft him blam’d For suffering such abuse, as knighthood sham’d, And him dishabled quyte. But he was wise, Ne would with vaine occasions be inflam’d; Yet others she more vrgent urgent did deuise devise : Yet nothing could him to impatience entise. [22] Their fell contention still increased more, And more thereby increased Furors might, That he his foe has hurt, and wounded sore, And him in blood and durt deformed quight. His mother eke, more to augment his spight, Now brought to him a flaming fyer brond,Which she in Stygian lake, ay burning brightHad kindled: that she gaue gave into his hond,That armd with fire, more hardly he mote him withstond. withstõd withstond withstõd. withstond. 252 Had The Second Booke of Cant.V. [23] Tho gan that villein wex so fiers and strong, That nothing might sustaine his furious forse; He cast him downe to ground, and all along Drew him through durt and myre without remorse, And fowly battered his comely corse, That Guyon much disdeignd so loathly sight. At last he was compeld to cry perforse, Help, O Sir Guyon, helpe most noble knight, To ridd a wretched man from handes of hellish wight. [24] The knight was greatly moued moved at his playnt, And gan him dight to succour his distresse, Till that the Palmer, by his graue grave restraynt, Him stayd from yielding pitifull redresse; And said, Deare sonne, thy causelesse ruth represse, Ne let thy stout hart melt in pitty vayne: He that his sorow sought through wilfulnesse, And his foe fettred would release agayne, Deserues Deserves to taste his follies fruit, repented payne. [25] Guyon obayd; So him away he drew From needlesse trouble of renewing fight Already fought, his voyage to poursew. But rash Pyrrhochles varlett, Atin hight,When late he saw his Lord in heauie heavie plight, Vnder Under Sir Guyons puissaunt stroke to fall,Him deeming dead, as then he seemd in sight,Fledd fast away, to tell his funerall Vnto Unto his brother, whom Cymochles men did call. [26] He was a man of rare redoubted might, Famous throughout the world for warlike prayse, And glorious spoiles, purchast in perilous fight: Full many doughtie knightes he in his dayes 253 And the Faerie Queene. Cant.V. Had doen to death, subdewde in equall frayes, Whose carkases, for terrour of his name, Of fowles and beastes he made the piteous prayes, And hong their conquerd armes for more defameOn gallow trees, in honour of his dearest Dame. [27] His dearest Dame is that Enchaunteresse, The vyle Acrasia, that with vaine delightes, And ydle pleasures in her his Bowre of Blisse, Does charme her louers lovers , and the feeble sprightes Can call out of the bodies of fraile wightes: Whom then she does transforme traſformetrasforme to mõstrous monstrous hewes, And horribly misshapes with vgly ugly sightes, Captiu’d Captiv’d eternally in yron mewes, And darksom dens, where Titan his face neuer never shewes. [28] There Atin fownd Cymochles soiourning sojourning , To serue serve his Lemans loue love : for he by kynd, Was giuen given all to lust and loose liuing living ,When euer ever his fiers handes he free mote fynd:And now he has pourd out his ydle mynd In daintie delices, and lauish lavish ioyes joyes , Hauing Having his warlike weapons cast behynd, And flowes in pleasures, and vaine pleasing toyes, Mingled emongst loose Ladies and lasciuious lascivious boyes. [29] And ouer over him, art stryuing stryving to compayre,With nature, did an Arber greene dispred, Framed of wanton Yuie Yvie , flouring fayre, Through which the fragrant Eglantine did spred His pricklingpricking armes, entrayld with roses red, Which daintie odours round about them threw, And all within with flowres was garnished, That when myld Zephyrus emongst them blew, Did breath out bounteous smels, & and painted colors ſ⁀hew.shew. ſ⁀hewshew 254 Some The Second Booke of Cant.V. [30] And fast beside, there trickled softly downe A gentle streame, whose murmuring waue wave did play Emongst the pumy stones, and made a sowne, To lull him soft a sleepe, that by it lay; The wearie Traueiler Traveiler , wandring that way, Therein did often quench his thristy heat, And then by it his wearie limbes display, Whiles creeping slomber made him to forget His former payne, and wypt away his toilsom sweat. [31] And on the other syde a pleasaunt groue grove Was shott vp up high, full of the stately tree,That dedicated is t’Olympick Ioue Jove , And to his sonne Alcides, whenas hee In Nemus gaynedIn Netmus gaynedGayned in Nemea Gain’d in Nemea goodly victoree; Therein the mery birdes of euery every sorte Chaunted alowd their chearefull harmonee: And made emongst them selues selves a sweete consort, That quickned the dull spright with musicall comfort. [32] There he him found all carelesly displaid, In secrete shadow from the sunny ray, On a sweet bed of lillies softly laid, Amidst a flock of Damzelles fresh and gay, That rownd about him dissolute did play Their wanton follies, and light meriment; Euery Every of which did loosely disaray Her vpper upper partes of meet habiliments, And shewd them naked, deckt with many ornaments. [33] And euery every of them stroue strove , with most delights, Him to aggrate, and greatest pleasures shew; Some framd faire lookes, glancing like euening evening lights, lights Others sweet wordes, dropping like honny dew; R 255 Suddeinly the Faery Queene. Cant.V. Some bathed kisses, and did soft embrew The sugred licour through his melting lips: One boastes her beautie, and does yield to vew Her dainty limbes aboue above her tender hips; Another her out boastes, and all for tryall strips. [34] He, like an Adder, lurking in the weedes, His wandring thought in deepe desire does steepe, And his frayle eye with spoyle of beauty feedes; Sometimes he falsely faines himselfe to sleepe, Whiles through their lids his wanton eies do peepe, To steale a snatch of amorous conceipt, Whereby close fire into his heart does creepe: So, he them deceiues deceives , deceiud deceivd in his deceipt, Made dronke with drugs of deare voluptuous receipt. [35] Attin Atin Attin arriuing arriving there, when him he spyde, Thus in still waues waves of deepe delight to wade, Fiercely approching, to him lowdly cryde, Cymochles; oh no, but Cymochles shade, In which that manly person late did fade, What is become of great Acrates sonne? Or where hath he hong vp up his mortall blade, That hath so many haughty conquests wonne? Is all his force forlorne, and all his glory donne? [36] Then pricking him with his sharp-pointed dart, He saide; vp up , vp up , thou womanish weake knight, That here in Ladies lap entombed art, Vnmindfull Unmindfull of thy praise and prowest might, And weetlesse eke of lately wrought despight, Whiles sad Pyrrhochles lies on sencelesse ground, And groneth out his vtmost utmost grudging spright, Through many a stroke, & and many a streaming wound, Calling thy help in vaine, that here in ioyes joyes art dround. 256 From The Second Booke of Cant.VI. [37] Suddeinly out of his delightfull dreame The man awoke, and would haue have questiond more; But he would not endure that wofull theame For to dilate at large, but vrged urged sore With percing wordes, and pittifull implore, Him hasty to arise. As one affright With hellish feends, or Furies mad vprore uprore , He then vprose uprose , inflamd with fell despight, And called for his armes; for he would algates fight. [38] They bene ybrought; he quickly does him dight, And lightly mounted, passeth on his way, Ne Ladies loues loves , ne sweete entreaties might Appease his heat, or hastie passage stay, For he has vowd, to beene auengd avengd that day, (That day it selfe him seemed all too long:) long): On him, that did Pyrrhochles deare dismay: So proudly pricketh on his courser strong,And Attin ay him pricks with spurs of shame & and wrong.