English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
The groome went streight way in, and to his Lord xlii
Declar’d the message, which that Knight did moue;
Who sitting with his Lady then at bord,
Not onely did not his demaund approue,[455]
But both himselfe reuil’d, and eke his loue;
Albe his Lady, that _Blandina_ hight,
Him of vngentle vsage did reproue[456]
And earnestly entreated that they might
Finde fauour to be lodged there for that same night.
Yet would he not perswaded be for ought, xliii
Ne from his currish will awhit reclame.
Which answer when the groome returning, brought
To _Calepine_, his heart did inly flame
With wrathfull fury for so foule a shame,
That he could not thereof auenged bee:
But most for pitty of his dearest Dame,
Whom now in deadly daunger he did see;
Yet had no meanes to comfort, nor procure her glee.
But all in vaine; for why, no remedy xliv
He saw, the present mischiefe to redresse,
But th’vtmost end perforce for to aby,
Which that nights fortune would for him addresse.
So downe he tooke his Lady in distresse,
And layd her vnderneath a bush to sleepe,
Couer’d with cold, and wrapt in wretchednesse,
Whiles he him selfe all night did nought but weepe,
And wary watch about her for her safegard keepe.
The morrow next, so soone as ioyous day xlv
Did shew it selfe in sunny beames bedight,
_Serena_ full of dolorous dismay,
Twixt darkenesse dread, and hope of liuing light,
Vprear’d her head to see that chearefull sight.
Then _Calepine_, how euer inly wroth,
And greedy to auenge that vile despight,
Yet for the feeble Ladies sake, full loth
To make there lenger stay, forth on his iourney goth.
He goth on foote all armed by her side, xlvi
Vpstaying still her selfe vppon her steede,
Being vnhable else alone to ride;
So sore her sides, so much her wounds did bleede:
Till that at length, in his extreamest neede,
He chaunst far off an armed Knight to spy,
Pursuing him apace with greedy speede,
Whom well he wist to be some enemy,
That meant to make aduantage of his misery.
Wherefore he stayd, till that he nearer drew, xlvii
To weet what issue would thereof betyde,
Tho whenas he approched nigh in vew,
By certaine signes he plainely him descryde,
To be the man, that with such scornefull pryde
Had him abusde, and shamed yesterday;
Therefore misdoubting, least he should misguyde
His former malice to some new assay,
He cast to keepe him selfe so safely as he may.
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