English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
When _Calidore_ this ruefull storie had xliv
Well vnderstood, he gan of her demand,
What manner wight he was, and how yclad,
Which had this outrage wrought with wicked hand.
She then, like as she best could vnderstand,
Him thus describ’d, to be of stature large,
Clad all in gilden armes, with azure band
Quartred athwart, and bearing in his targe
A Ladie on rough waues, row’d in a sommer barge.
Then gan Sir _Calidore_ to ghesse streight way xlv
By many signes, which she described had,
That this was he, whom _Tristram_ earst did slay,
And to her said; Dame be no longer sad:
For he, that hath your Knight so ill bestad,
Is now him selfe in much more wretched plight;
These eyes him saw vpon the cold earth sprad,
The meede of his desert for that despight,
Which to your selfe he wrought, and to your loued knight.
Therefore faire Lady lay aside this griefe, xlvi
Which ye haue gathered to your gentle hart,
For that displeasure; and thinke what reliefe
Were best deuise for this your louers smart,
And how ye may him hence, and to what part
Conuay to be recur’d. She thankt him deare,
Both for that newes he did to her impart,
And for the courteous care, which he did beare
Both to her loue, and to her selfe in that sad dreare.
Yet could she not deuise by any wit, xlvii
How thence she might conuay him to some place.
For him to trouble she it thought vnfit,
That was a straunger to her wretched case;
And him to beare, she thought it thing too base.
Which when as he perceiu’d, he thus bespake;
Faire Lady let it not you seeme disgrace,
To beare this burden on your dainty backe;
My selfe will beare a part, coportion of your packe.
So off he did his shield, and downeward layd xlviii
Vpon the ground, like to an hollow beare;
And powring balme, which he had long puruayd,
Into his wounds, him vp thereon did reare,
And twixt them both with parted paines did beare,
Twixt life and death, not knowing what was donne.
Thence they him carried to a Castle neare,
In which a worthy auncient Knight did wonne:
Where what ensu’d, shall in next Canto be begonne.
FOOTNOTES:
[415] iii 2 deed and word] act and deed _1596_
[416] 3 eyes] eares _edd._
[417] 4 eares] eyes _edd._
[418] v 7 lincolne _1596_
[419] vi 7 launce _1609_
[420] vii 2 what _1596_
[421] viii 1 him _1596_
[422] ix 7 enranging _1609_
[423] xiv 3 Sayd] Staid _1609_
[424] neither _1596_, _1609_
[425] xv 8 since] sith _1609_
[426] xvi 5 iolliment, _1596_
[427] xix 6 hot _1609_
[428] xxii 6 Punching _1609_
[429] xxvii 1 may _1596_
[430] xxx 6 wrong _1596_
[431] xxxiii 2 sildome _1609_
[432] 7 since] sith _1609_
[433] xxxiv 4 faire _1596_
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