English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
[822] xliv 3 this] his _1590_: _corr. F. E._
_Cant. XII._
[Illustration:
_Guyon, by[823] Palmers gouernance,
passing through[824] perils great,
Doth ouerthrow the Bowre of blisse,
and Acrasie defeat._
]
Now gins this goodly frame of Temperance i
Fairely to rise, and her adorned hed
To pricke of highest praise forth to aduance,
Formerly[825] grounded, and fast setteled
On firme foundation of true bountihed;
And this braue knight, that for that[826] vertue fights,
Now comes to point of that same perilous sted,
Where Pleasure dwelles in sensuall delights,
Mongst thousand dangers, and ten thousand magick mights.
Two dayes now in that sea he sayled has, ii
Ne euer land beheld, ne liuing wight,
Ne ought saue perill, still as he did pas:
Tho when appeared the third _Morrow_ bright,
Vpon the waues to spred her trembling light,
An hideous roaring farre away they heard,
That all their senses filled with affright,
And streight they saw the raging surges reard
Vp to the skyes, that them of drowning made affeard.
Said then the Boteman, Palmer stere aright, iii
And keepe an euen course; for yonder way
We needes must passe (God do vs well acquight,)
That is the _Gulfe of Greedinesse_, they say,
That deepe engorgeth all this worldes pray:
Which hauing swallowd vp excessiuely,
He soone in vomit vp againe doth lay,
And belcheth forth his superfluity,
That all the seas for feare do[827] seeme away to fly.
On th’other side an hideous Rocke is pight, iv
Of mightie _Magnes_ stone, whose craggie clift
Depending from on high, dreadfull to sight,
Ouer the waues his rugged armes doth lift,
And threatneth downe to throw his ragged rift
On who so commeth nigh; yet nigh it drawes
All passengers, that none from it can shift:
For whiles they fly that Gulfes deuouring iawes,
They on this rock are rent, and sunck in helplesse wawes.
Forward they passe, and strongly he them rowes, v
Vntill they nigh vnto that Gulfe arriue,
Where streame more violent and greedy growes:
Then he with all his puissance doth striue
To strike his oares, and mightily doth driue
The hollow vessell through the threatfull waue,
Which gaping wide, to swallow them aliue,
In th’huge abysse of his engulfing graue,
Doth rore at them in vaine, and with great terror raue.
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