English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
To whom the Infant thus, Faire Sir, what need lvi
Good turnes be counted, as a seruile bond,
To bind their doers, to receiue their meede?
Are not all knights by oath bound, to withstond
Oppressours powre by armes and puissant hond?
Suffise, that I haue done my dew in place.
So goodly purpose they together fond,
Of kindnesse and of curteous aggrace;
The whiles false _Archimage_ and _Atin_ fled apace.
FOOTNOTES:
[693] iii 2 _Mamons_ _1590_, _1596_
[694] 8 Come hither, hither _1609_
[695] xi 4 strife-full _1609_
[696] xix 6 this] his _1609_
[697] xxii 7 wrist _1609_
[698] xxv 1 his cruell] same _1590_, _1596_: _corr. F. E._: Which those
same foes that doen awaite hereby _1609_
[699] xxvi 6 asswage, _1590_, _1596_
[700] 9 patonage _1596_
[701] xxvii 3 doe] doth _1609_
[702] xxix 7 vpreare] vpheaue _MS. corr. in Malone 615. But cf._ II iii
28, l. 7 _and note there_.
[703] xxxii 1 speare, _1590_, _1596_
[704] 2 Pagons _1590_: _corr. F. E._
[705] xxxv 5 in] on _1609_
[706] 8 doubly _1590_: _corr. F. E._
[707] xxxvii 3 rayle] traile _1609_
[708] xl 3 fayre _1590_: faire _1596_
[709] 4 so wisely as] so well, as he _1590_
[710] xliv 2 guiltie _1590_: gulty _1596_
[711] 8 no more] not thore _1590_
[712] xlv 3 empiest _1590_: _corr. F. E._
[713] xlvi 1 feare, _1590_, _1596_
[714] 8 Horrow _1590_, _1596_; _corr. F. E._
[715] weal-away! _1609_
[716] xlvii 4 swerd _1590_
[717] xlviii 8 Prince _Arthur_] Sir _Guyon_ _1590_, _1596_: _corr. 1609_
[718] liii 6 Had] Hast _1596_
[719] liv 4 fayre _1590_: faire _1596_
[720] lv 3 with bowing _1590 &c._: bowing _F. E._
_Cant. IX._
[Illustration:
_The house of Temperance, in which
doth sober Alma dwell,
Besiegd of many foes, whom straunger
knightes to flight[721] compell._
]
Of all Gods workes, which do this world adorne, i
There is no one more faire and excellent,
Then is mans body both for powre and forme,
Whiles it is kept in sober gouernment;
But none then it, more fowle and indecent[722],
Distempred through misrule and passions bace:
It growes a Monster, and incontinent
Doth loose his dignitie and natiue grace.
Behold, who list, both one and other in this place.
After the Paynim brethren conquer’d were, ii
The _Briton_ Prince recou’ring his stolne sword,
And _Guyon_ his lost shield, they both yfere
Forth passed on their way in faire accord,
Till him the Prince with gentle court did bord;
Sir knight, mote I of you this curt’sie read,
To weet why on your shield so goodly scord
Beare ye the picture of that Ladies head?
Full liuely is the semblaunt, though the substance dead.
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