Her younger sister, that _Speranza_ hight, xiv Was clad in blew, that her beseemed well; Not all so chearefull seemed she of sight, As was her sister; whether dread did dwell, Or anguish in her hart, is hard to tell: Vpon her arme a siluer anchor lay, Whereon she leaned euer, as befell: And euer vp to heauen, as she did pray, Her stedfast eyes were bent, ne swarued other way. They seeing _Vna_, towards her gan wend, xv Who them encounters with like courtesie; Many kind speeches they betwene them spend, And greatly ioy each other well[329] to see: Then to the knight with shamefast modestie They turne themselues, at _Vnaes_ meeke request, And him salute with well beseeming glee; Who faire them quites, as him beseemed best, And goodly gan[330] discourse of many a noble gest. Then _Vna_ thus; But she your sister deare; xvi The deare _Charissa_ where is she become? Or wants she health, or busie is elsewhere? Ah no, said they, but forth she may not come: For she of late is lightned of her wombe, And hath encreast the world with one sonne more, That her to see should be but troublesome. Indeede (quoth she) that should her[331] trouble sore, But thankt be God, and her encrease so euermore. Then said the aged _Cœlia_, Deare dame, xvii And you good Sir, I wote that of your toyle, And labours long, through which ye hither came, Ye both forwearied be: therefore a whyle I read you rest, and to your bowres recoyle. Then called she a Groome, that forth him led Into a goodly lodge, and gan despoile Of puissant armes, and laid in easie bed; His name was meeke _Obedience_ rightfully ared. Now when their wearie limbes with kindly rest, xviii And bodies were refresht with due repast, Faire _Vna_ gan _Fidelia_ faire request, To haue her knight into her schoolehouse plaste, That of her heauenly learning he might taste, And heare the wisedome of her words diuine. She graunted, and that knight so much agraste, That she him taught celestiall discipline, And opened his dull eyes, that light mote in them shine. And that her sacred Booke, with bloud ywrit, xix That none could read, except she did them teach, She vnto him disclosed euery whit, And heauenly documents thereout did preach, That weaker wit of man could neuer reach, Of God, of grace, of iustice, of free will, That wonder was to heare her goodly speach: For she was able, with her words to kill, And raise againe to life the hart, that she did thrill.