The witches sonne louesloves Florimell:
she flyes, he faines to die.
Satyrane sauessaves the Squire of Dames
from Gyants tyrannie.
[1]
L Ike as an Hynd forth singled from the heard,
That hath escaped from a rauenousravenous beast,
Yet flyes away of her owne feet affeard,
And eueryevery leafe, that shaketh with the least
Murmure of winde, her terror hath encreast;
So fled faire Florimell from her vaine feare,
Long after she from perill was releast:
Each shade she saw, and each noyse she did heare,
Did seeme to be the same, which she escapt whyleare.
[2]
All that same eueningevening she in flying spent,
And all that night her course continewed:
Ne did she let dull sleepe once to relent,
Nor wearinesse to slacke her hast, but fled
EuerEver alike, as if her former dred
Were hard behind, her readie to arrest:
And her white Palfrey hauinghaving conquered
The maistring raines out of her weary wrest,
Perforce her carried, where euerever he thought best.
[3]
So long as breath, and hable puissance
Did natiuenative courage vntounto him supply,
His pace he freshly forward did aduaunceadvaunce,
And carried her beyond all ieopardyjeopardy,
But nought that wanteth rest, can long aby.
He hauinghaving through incessant trauelltravell spent
His force at last perforce a downe did ly,
Ne foot could further mouemove: The Lady gent
Thereat was suddein strooke with great astonishment.
[4]
And forst t’alight,on foot mote algates fare,
A traueller vnwontedunwonted to such way:
Need teacheth her this lesson hard and rare,
That fortune all in equall launce doth sway,
And mortall miseries doth make her play.
So long she trauelled, till at length she came
To an hilles side, which did to her bewray
A little valley, subiectsubject to the same,
All couerdcoverd with thick woods, that quite it ouercameovercame.
[5]
Through the tops of the high trees she did descry
A litle smoke, whose vapour thin and light,
Reeking aloft, vprolleduprolled to the sky:
Which, chearefull signe did send vntounto her sight,
That in the same did wonne some liuingliving wight.
Eftsoones her steps she thereunto applyde,
And came at last in weary wretched plight
VntoUnto the place, to which her hope did guyde,
To find some refuge there, and rest her weary syde.
[6]
There in a gloomy hollow glen she found
A little cottage, built of stickes and reedes
In homely wize, and wald with sods around,
In which a witch did dwell, in loathly weedes,
And wilfull want, all carelesse of her needes;
So choosing solitarie to abide,
Far from all neighbours, that her deuilish deedes
And hellish arts from people she might hide,
And hurt far off vnknowneunknowne, whom euerever she enuideenvide.
[7]
The Damzell there arriuingarriving entred in;
Where sitting on the flore the Hag she found,
Busie (as seem’d) about some wicked gin:
Who soone as she beheld that suddein stound,
Lightly vpstartedupstarted from the dustie ground,
And with fell looke and hollow deadly gaze
Stared on her awhile, as one astound,
Ne had one word to speake, for great amaze,
But shewd by outward signes, that dread her sence did daze.
[8]
At last turning her feare to foolish wrath,
She askt, what deuilldevill had her thither brought,
And who she was, and what vnwontedunwonted path
Had guided her, vnwelcomedunwelcomed, vnsoughtunsought?
To which the Damzell full of doubtfull thought,
Her mildly answer’d; Beldame be not wroth
With silly Virgin by aduentureadventure brought
VntoUnto your dwelling, ignorant and loth,
That crauecrave but rowme to rest, while tempest ouerblo’thoverblo’th.
[9]
With that adowne out of her Christall eyne
Few trickling teares she softly forth let fall,
That like two Orient pearles, did purely shyne
VponUpon her snowy cheeke; and therewithall
She sighed soft, that none so bestiall,
Nor saluagesalvage hart, but ruth of her sad plight
Would make to melt, or pitteously appall;
And that vile Hag, all were her whole delight
In mischiefe, was much mouedmoved at so pitteous sight.
[10]
And gan recomfort her in her rude wyse,
With womanish compassion of her plaint,
Wiping the teares from her suffused eyes,
And bidding her sit downe, to rest her faint
And wearie limbs a while. She nothing quaint
Nor s’deignfull of so homely fashion,
Sith brought she was now to so hard constraint,
Sate downe vponupon the dusty ground anon,
As glad of that small rest, as Bird of tempest gon.
[11]
Tho gan she gather vpup her garments rent,
And her loose lockes to dight in order dew,
With golden wreath and gorgeous ornament;
Whom such whenas the wicked Hag did vew,
She was astonisht at her heauenlyheavenly hew,
And doubted her to deeme an earthly wight,
But or some Goddesse, or of Dianes crew,
And thought her to adore with humble spright;
T’adore thing so diuinedivine as beauty, were but right.
[12]
This wicked woman had a wicked sonne,
The comfort of her age and weary dayes,
A laesie loord, for nothing good to donne,
But stretched forth in idlenesse alwayes,
Ne euerever cast his mind to couetcovet prayse,
Or ply him selfe to any honest trade,
But all the day before the sunny rayes
He vs’d to slug, or sleepe in slothfull shade:
Such laesinesse both lewd and poore attonce him made.
[13]
He comming home at vndertimeundertime, there found
The fairest creature, that he euerever saw,
Sitting beside his mother on the ground;
The sight whereof did greatly him adaw,
And his base thought with terrour and with aw
So inly smot, that as one, which had gazed
On the bright Sunne vnwaresunwares, doth soone withdraw
His feeble eyne, with too much brightnesse dazed;
So stared he on her, and stood long while amazed.
[14]
Softly at last he gan his mother aske,
What mister wight that was, and whence deriued,
That in so straunge disguizement there did maske,
And by what accident she there arriuedarrived:
But she, as one nigh of her wits depriued,
With nought but ghastly lookes him answered,
Like to a ghost, that lately is reuiued
From Stygian shores, where late it wandered;
So both at her, and each at other wondered.
[15]
But the faire Virgin was so meeke and mild,
That she to them vouchsafed to embace
Her goodly port, and to their senses vild,
Her gentle speach applide, that in short space
She grew familiare in that desert place.
During which time, the Chorle through her so kind
And curteise vseuse conceiu’dconceiv’d affection bace,
And cast to louelove her in his brutish mind;
No louelove, but brutish lust, that was so beastly tind.
[16]
Closely the wicked flame his bowels brent,
And shortly grew into outrageous fire;
Yet had he not the hart, nor hardiment,
As vntounto her to vtterutter his desire;
His caytiuecaytive thought durst not so high aspire,
But with soft sighes, and louelylovely semblaunces,
He ween’d that his affection entire
She should aread; many resemblaunces
To her he made, and many kind remembraunces.
[17]
Oft from the forrest wildings he did bring,
Whose sides empurpled were with smiling red,
And oft young birds, which he had taught to sing
His mistresse prayses, sweetly caroled,
Girlonds of flowres sometimes for her faire hed
He fine would dight; sometimes the squirell wild
He brought to her in bands, as conquered
To be her thrall, his fellow seruantservant vild;
All which, she of him tooke with countenance meeke and mild.
[18]
But past awhile, when she fit season saw
To leaueleave that desert mansion, she cast
In secret wize her selfe thence to withdraw,
For feare of mischiefe, which she did forecast
Might by the witch or that her sonne compast:
Her wearie Palfrey closely, as she might,
Now well recoueredrecovered after long repast,
In his proud furnitures she freshly dight,
His late miswandred wayes now to remeasure right.
[19]
And earely ere the dawning day appeard,
She forth issewed, and on her iourneyjourney went;
She went in perill, of each noyse affeard,
And of each shade, that did it selfe present;
For still she feared to be ouerhentoverhent,
Of that vile hag, or her vnciuileuncivile sonne:
Who when too late awaking, well they kent,
That their faire guest was gone, they both begonne
To make exceeding mone, as they had bene vndonneundonne.
[20]
But that lewd louerlover did the most lament
For her depart, that euerever man did heare;
He knockt his brest with desperate intent,
And scratcht his face, and with his teeth did teare
His rugged flesh, and rent his ragged heare:
That his sad mother seeing his sore plight,
Was greatly woe begon, and gan to feare,
Least his fraile senses were emperisht quight,
And louelove to frenzy turnd, sith louelove is franticke hight.
[21]
All wayes she sought, him to restore to plight,
With herbs, with charms, with cou[n]sell, & with teares,
But tears, nor charms, nor herbs, nor counsell might
Asswage the fury, which his entrails teares:
So strong is passion, that no reason heares.
Tho when all other helpes she saw to faile,
She turnd her selfe backe to her wicked leares
And by her deuilish arts thought to preuaileprevaile,
To bring her backe againe, or worke her finall bale.
[22]
Eftsoones out of her hidden cauecave she cald
An hideous beast, of horrible aspect,
That could the stoutest courage hauehave appald;
Monstrous mishapt, and all his backe was spect
With thousand spots of colours queint elect,
Thereto so swift, that it all beasts did pas:
Like neuernever yet did liuingliving eye detect;
But likest it to an Hyena was,
That feeds on womens flesh, as others feede on gras.
[23]
It forth she cald, and gauegave it streight in charge,
Through thicke and thin her to pursew apace,
Ne once to stay to rest, or breath at large,
Till her he had attaind, and brought in place,
Or quite deuourddevourd her beauties scornefull grace.
The Monster swift as word, that from her went,
Went forth in hast, and did her footing trace
So sure and swiftly, through his perfect sent,
And passing speede, that shortly he her ouerhentoverhent.
[24]
Whom when the fearefull Damzell nigh espide,
No need to bid her fast away to flie;
That vglyugly shape so sore her terrifide,
That it she shund no lesse, 1596.bk3.III.vii.24.4. then: thanthenthan dread to die,
And her flit Palfrey did so well apply
His nimble feet to her conceiuedconceived feare,
That whilest his breath did strength to him supply,
From perill free he her away did beare:
But when his force gan faile, his pace gan wex areare.
[25]
Which whenas she perceiu’dperceiv’d, she was dismayd
At that same last extremitie full sore,
And of her safetie greatly grew afrayd;
And now she gan approch to the sea shore,
As it befell, that she could flie no more,
But yield her selfe to spoile of greedinesse.
Lightly she leaped, as a wight forlore,
From her dull horse, in desperate distresse,
And to her feet betooke her doubtfull sickernesse.
[26]
Not halfe so fast the wicked Myrrha fled
From dread of her reuengingrevenging fathers hond:
Nor halfe so fast to sauesave her maidenhed,
Fled fearefull Daphne on th’gan strond,
As Florimell fled from that Monster yond,
To reach the sea, ere she of him were raught:
For in the sea to drowne her selfe she fond,
Rather 1596.bk3.III.vii.26.8. then: thanthenthan of the tyrant to be caught:
Thereto feare gauegave her wings, and neede her courage taught.
[27]
It fortuned (high God did so ordaine)
As she arriuedarrived on the roring shore,
In minde to leape into the mighty maine,
A little boate lay houing her before,
In which there slept a fisher old and pore,
The whiles his nets were drying on the sand:
Into the same she leapt, and with the ore
Did thrust the shallop from the floting strand:
So safetie found at sea, which she found not at land.
[28]
The Monster ready on the pray to sease,
Was of his forward hope deceiueddeceived quight;
Ne durst assay to wade the perlous seas,
But greedily long gaping at the sight,
At last in vaine was forst to turne his flight,
And tell the idle tidings to his Dame:
Yet to auengeavenge his deuilish despight,
He set vponupon her Palfrey tired lame,
And slew him cruelly, ere any reskew came.
[29]
And after hauinghaving him embowelled,
To fill his hellish gorge, it chaunst a knight
To passe that way, as forth he trauelled;
It was a goodly Swaine, and of great might,
As euerever man that bloudy field did fight;
But in vaine sheows, that wont yong knights bewitch,
And courtly seruicesservices tooke no delight,
But rather ioydjoyd to be, 1596.bk3.III.vii.29.8. then: thanthenthan seemen sich:
For both to be and seeme to him was labour lich.
[30]
It was to weete the good Sir Satyrane,
That raungd abroad to seeke aduenturesadventures wilde,
As was his wont in forrest, and in plaine;
He was all armd in rugged steele vnfildeunfilde,
As in the smoky forge it was compilde,
And in his Scutchin bore a Satyres hed:
He comming present, where the Monster vilde
VponUpon that milke-white Palfreyes carkas fed,
VntoUnto his reskew ran, and greedily him sped.
[31]
There well perceiu’dperceiv’d he, that it was the horse,
Whereon faire Florimell was wont to ride,
That of that feend was rent without remorse:
Much feared he, least ought did ill betide
To that faire Mayd, the flowre of womens pride;
For her he dearely louedloved, and in all
His famous conquests highly magnifide:
Besides her golden girdle, which did fall
From her in flight, he found, that did him sore apall.
[32]
Full of sad feare, and doubtfull agony,
Fiercely he flew vponupon that wicked feend,
And with huge strokes, and cruell battery
Him forst to leaueleave his pray, for to attend
Him selfe from deadly daunger to defend:
Full many wounds in his corrupted flesh
He did engraueengrave, and muchell bloud did spend,
Yet might not do him dye, but aye more fresh
And fierce he still appeard, the more he did him thresh.
[33]
He wist not, how him to despoile of life,
Ne how to win the wished victory,
Sith him he saw still stronger grow through strife,
And him selfe weaker through infirmity;
Greatly he grew enrag’d, and furiously
Hurling his sword away, he lightly lept
VponUpon the beast, that with great cruelty
Rored, and raged to be vnder-kept:
Yet he perforce him held, and strokes vponupon him hept.
[34]
As he that striuesstrives to stop a suddein flood,
And in strong banckes his violence enclose,
Forceth it swell aboueabove his wonted mood,
And largely ouerflowoverflow the fruitfull plaine,
That all the countrey seemes to be a Maine,
And the rich furrowes flote, all quite fordonne:
The wofull husbandman doth lowd complaine,
To see his whole yeares labour lost so soone,
For which to God he made so many an idle boone.
[35]
So him he held, and did through might amate:
So long he held him, and him bet so long,
That at the last his fiercenesse gan abate,
And meekely stoup vntounto the victour strong:
Who to auengeavenge the implacable wrong,
Which he supposed donne to Florimell,
Sought by all meanes his dolour to prolong,
Sith dint of steele his carcas could not quell:
His maker with her charmes had framed him so well.
[36]
The golden ribband, which that virgin wore
About her sclender wast, he tooke in hand,
And with it bound the beast, that lowd did rore
For great despight of that vnwontedunwonted band,
Yet dared not his victour to withstand,
But trembled like a lambe, fled from the pray,
And all the way him followd on the strand,
As he had long bene learned to obay;
Yet neuernever learned he such seruiceservice, till that day.
[37]
Thus as he led the Beast along the way,
He spide far off a mighty Giauntesse,
Fast flying on a Courser dapled gray,
From a bold knight, that with great hardinesse
Her hard pursewd, and sought for to suppresse;
She bore before her lap a dolefull Squire,
Lying athwart her horse in great distresse,
Fast bounden hand and foote with cords of wire,
Whom she did meane to make the thrall of her desire.
[38]
Which whenas Satyrane beheld, in hast
He left his captiuecaptive Beast at liberty,
And crost the nearest way, by which he cast
Her to encounter, ere she passed by:
But she the way shund nathemore for thy,
But forward gallopt fast; which when he spyde,
His mighty speare he couched warily,
And at her ran: she hauinghaving him descryde,
Her selfe to fight addrest, and threw her lode aside.
[39]
Like as a Goshauke, that in foote doth beare
A trembling CuluerCulver, hauinghaving spide on hight
An Egle, that with plumy wings doth sheare
The subtile ayre, stouping with all his might,
The quarrey throwes to ground with fell despight,
And to the battell doth her selfe prepare:
So ran the Geauntesse vntounto the fight;
Her firie eyes with furious sparkes did stare,
And with blasphemous bannes high God in peeces tare.
[40]
She caught in hand an huge great yron mace,
Wherewith she many had of life depriued,
But ere the stroke could seize his aymed place,
His speare amids her sun-broad shield arriuedarrived;
Yet nathemore the steele a sunder riued,
All were the beame in bignesse like a mast,
Ne her out of the stedfast sadle driued,
But glauncing on the tempred mettall, brast
In thousand shiuersshivers, and so forth beside her past.
[41]
Her Steed did stagger with that puissaunt strooke;
But she no more was mouedmoved with that might,
Then it had lighted on an aged Oke;
Or on the marble Pillour, that is pight
VponUpon the top of Mount Olympus hight,
For the brauebrave youthly Champions to assay,
With burning charet wheeles it nigh to smite:
But who that smites it, mars his ioyousjoyous play,
And is the spectacle of ruinous decay.
[42]
Yet therewith sore enrag’d, with sterne regard
Her dreadfull weapon she to him addrest,
Which on his helmet martelled so hard,
That made him low incline his lofty crest,
And bowd his battred visour to his brest:
Wherewith he was so stund, that he n’ote ryde,
But reeled to and fro from East to West:
Which when his cruell enimy espyde,
She lightly vntounto him adioynedadjoyned side to syde;
[43]
And on his collar laying puissant hand,
Out of his waueringwavering seat him pluckt perforse,
Perforse him pluckt, vnableunable to withstand,
Or helpe himselfe, and laying thwart her horse,
In loathly wise like to a carion corse,
She bore him fast away. Which when the knight,
That her pursewed, saw with great remorse,
He neare was touched in his noble spright,
And gan encrease his speed, as she encreast her flight.
[44]
Whom when as nigh approching she espyde,
She threw away her burden angrily;
For she list not the battell to abide,
But made her selfe more light, away to fly:
Yet her the hardy knight pursewd so nye,
That almost in the backe he oft her strake:
But still when him at hand she did espy,
She turnd, and semblaunce of faire fight did make;
But when he stayd, to flight againe she did her take.
[45]
By this the good Sir Satyrane gan wake
Out of his dreame, that did him long entraunce,
And seeing none in place, he gan to make
Exceeding mone, and curst that cruell chaunce,
Which reft from him so faire a cheuisauncechevisaunce:
At length he spide, whereas that wofull Squire,
Whom he had reskewed from captiuauncecaptivaunce
Of his strong foe, lay tombled in the myre,
VnableUnable to arise, or foot or hand to styre.
[46]
To whom approching, well he mote perceiueperceive
In that foule plight a comely personage,
And louelylovely face, made fit for to deceiuedeceive
Fraile Ladies hart with louesloves consuming rage,
Now in the blossome of his freshest age:
He reard him vpup, and loosd his yron bands,
And after gan inquire his parentage,
And how he fell into that Gyaunts hands,
And who that was, which chaced her along the lands.
[47]
Then trembling yet through feare, the Squire bespake,
That Geauntesse Argante is behight,
A daughter of the Titans which did make
Warre against heauenheaven, and heaped hils on hight,
To scale the skyes, and put IoueJove from his right:
Her sire Typhoeus was, who mad through merth,
And drunke with bloud of men, slaine by his might,
Through incest, her of his owne mother Earth
Whilome begot, being but halfe twin of that berth.
[48]
For at that berth another Babe she bore,
To weet the mighty Ollyphant, that wrought
Great wreake to many errant knights of yore,
And many hath to foule confusion brought.
These twinnes, men say, (a thing far passing thought)
Whiles in their mothers wombe enclosd they were,
Ere they into the lightsome world were brought,
In fleshly lust were mingled both yfere,
And in that monstrous wise did to the world appere.
[49]
So liu’dliv’d they euerever after in like sin,
Gainst natures law, and good behauioure:
But greatest shame was to that maiden twin,
Who not content so fowly to deuouredevoure
Her natiuenative flesh, and staine her brothers bowre,
Did wallow in all other fleshly myre,
And suffred beasts her body to deflowre:
So whot she burned in that lustfull fyre,
Yet all that might not slake her sensuall desyre.
[50]
But ouerover all the countrey she did raunge,
To seeke young men, to quench her flaming thurst,
And feed her fancy with delightfull chaunge:
Whom so she fittest finds to serueserve her lust,
Through her maine strength, in which she most doth trust,
She with her brings into a secret Ile,
Where in eternall bondage dye he must,
Or be the vassall of her pleasures vile,
And in all shamefull sort him selfe with her defile.
[51]
Me seely wretch she so at vauntage caught,
After she long in waite for me did lye,
And meant vntounto her prison to hauehave brought,
Her lothsome pleasure there to satisfye;
That thousand deathes me leuerlever were to dye,
Then breake the vow, that to faire Columbell
I plighted hauehave, and yet keepe stedfastly:
As for my name, it mistreth not to tell;
Call me the Squyre of Dames that me beseemeth well.
[52]
But that bold knight, whom ye pursuing saw
That Geauntesse, is not such, as she seemed,
But a faire virgin, that in martiall law,
And deedes of armes aboueabove all Dames is deemed,
And aboueabove many knights is eke esteemed,
For her great worth; she Palladine is hight:
She you from death, you me from dread redeemed.
Ne any may that Monster match in fight,
But she, or such as she, that is so chaste a wight.
[53]
Her well beseemes that Quest (quoth Satyrane)
But read, thou Squyre of Dames, what vow is this,
Which thou vponupon thy selfe hast lately ta’ne?
That shall I you recount (quoth he) ywis,
So be ye pleasd to pardon all amis.
That gentle Lady, whom I louelove and serueserve,
After long suit and weary seruicisservicis,
Did aske me, how I could her louelove deseruedeserve,
And how she might be sure, that I would neuernever swerueswerve.
[54]
I glad by any meanes her grace to gaine,
Bad her commaund my life to sauesave, or spill.
Eftsoones she bad me, with incessaunt paine
To wander through the world abroad at will,
And eueryevery where, where with my power or skill
I might do seruiceservice vntounto gentle Dames,
That I the same should faithfully fulfill,
And at the tweluetwelve monethes end should bring their names
And pledges; as the spoiles of my victorious games.
[55]
So well I to faire Ladies seruiceservice did,
And found such fauourfavour in their louingloving hartes,
That ere the yeare his course had compassid,
Three hundred pledges for my good desartes,
And thrise three hundred thanks for my good partes
I with me brought, and did to her present:
Which when she saw, more bent to eke my smartes,
Then to reward my trusty true intent,
She gan for me deuisedevise a grieuousgrievous punishment.
[56]
To weet, that I my trauelltravell should resume,
And with like labour walke the world around,
Ne euerever to her presence should presume,
Till I so many other Dames had found,
The which, for all the suit I could propound,
Would me refuse their pledges to afford,
But did abide for euerever chast and sound.
Ah gentle Squire (quoth he) tell at one word,
How many foundst thou such to put in thy record?
[57]
In deed Sir knight (said he) one word may tell
All, that I euerever found so wisely stayd;
For onely three they were disposd so well,
And yet three yeares I now abroad hauehave strayd,
To find them out. Mote I (then laughing sayd
The knight) inquire of thee, what were those three,
The which thy proffred curtesie denayd?
Or ill they seemed sure auizdavizd to bee,
Or brutishly brought vpup, that neu’rnev’r did fashions see.
[58]
The first which 1596.bk3.III.vii.58.1. then: thanthenthan refused me (said hee)
Certes was but a common Courtisane,
Yet flat refusd to hauehave a do with mee,
Because I could not giuegive her many a IaneJane.
(Thereat full hartely laughed Satyrane.)
The second was an holy Nunne to chose,
Which would not let me be her Chappellane,
Because she knew, she said, I would disclose
Her counsell, if he should her trust in me repose.
[59]
The third a Damzell was of low degree,
Whom I in countrey cottage found by chaunce;
Full little weened I, that chastitee
Had lodging in so meane a maintenaunce,
Yet was she faire, and in her countenance
Dwelt simple truth in seemely fashion.
Long thus I woo’d her with dew obseruance,
In hope vntounto my pleasure to hauehave won;
But was as farre at last, as when I first begon.
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Safe her, I neuernever any woman found,
That chastity did for it selfe embrace,
But were for other causes firme and sound;
Either for want of handsome time and place,
Or else for feare of shame and fowle disgrace.
Thus am I hopelesse euerever to attaine
My Ladies louelove, in such a desperate case,
But all my dayes am like to wast in vaine,
Seeking to match the chaste with th’vnchasteth’unchaste Ladies traine.
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Perdy, (said Satyrane) thou Squire of Dames,
Great labour fondly hast thou hent in hand,
To get small thankes, and therewith many blames,
That may emongst Alcides labours stand.
Thence backe returning to the former land,
Where late he left the Beast, he ouercameovercame,
He found him not; for he had broke his band,
And was return’d againe vntounto his Dame,
To tell what tydings of faire Florimell became.
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