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To whom the elder did this aunswere frame ; “ But, whether it indeede be so or no, " Then weet ye, sir, that we two brethren be, This doe I say, that wbatso good or ill To whom our sire, Milesio by name,

Or God or Fortune unto me did throw, Did equally bequeath his lands in fee,

(Not wronging any other by my will) Two islands, which ye there before you see i hold mine owne, and so will hold it still. Not farre in sea; of which the one appeares And though my land the first did winne away, But like a little mount of small degree;

And then my love, (though now it little skill) Yet was as great and wide ere many years, Yet my good lucke he shall not likewise pray; As that same other isle, that greater bredth now But I will it defend whilst ever that I may." beares.

So having sayd, the younger did ensew; " But tract of time, that all things doth decay,

“ Full true it is wbatso about our land And this devouring sea, that nought doth spare,

My brother here declared hath to you:

But not for it this ods twixt us doth stand, The most part of my land hath washt away,

But for this threasure throwne uppon his strand; And throwne it up unto my brothers share: So bis encreaserl, but mine did empaire.

Which well I prove, as shall appeare by triall, Before which time I lov'd, as was my lot,

To be this maides with whom I fastned hand, That further mayd, bight Philtera the faire,

Known by good markes and perfect good espiall: With whom a goodly doure I should have got,

Therefore it ought be rendred her without deniall." And should have ioyned bene to her in wedlocks knot. When they thus ended had, the knight began;

“ Certes your strife were easie to accord, " Then did my younger brother Amidas

Would ye remit it to some righteous man." Lore that same other damzell, Lucy bright,

“ Unto yourselfe," said they, “ we give our word, To whom but little dowre allotted was:

To bide that judgement ye shall us afford.” Her vertue was the dowre that did delight :

“ Then for assurance to my doome to stand, What better dowre can to a dame be hight?

Under my foote let each lay downe his sword; But now, when Philtra saw my lands decay

And then you shall my sentence understand.” And former livel'od fayle, she left me quight,

So each of them layd downe his sword out of his And to my brother did elope streightway:

hand. Who, taking her from me, his owne love left astray.

Then Artegall thus to the younger sayd; " She, seeing then herselfe forsaken so,

“ Now tell me, Amidas, if that ye may, . Through dolomus despaire which she conceyved, Your brothers land the which the sea hath layd Into the sea herseife did headlong throw,

Unto your part, and pluckt from his away, Thinking to have her griefe by death bereaved; By what good right doe you withhold this day?" But see how much her purpose was deceived ! “What other right,"'quoth he,"should you esteeme, Whilest thus, amidst the billowes beating of her, But that the sea it to my share did lay?” Twixt life and death long to and fro she weaved, “ Your right is good,” sayd he, “ and so I deeme, She chaunst unwares to light upon this coffer, Chat what the sea unto you sent your own should Which to her in that daunger hope of life did offer

seeme." li The wretched mayd, that earst desir'd to die,

Then turning to the elder thus he sayd; Whenas the paine of death she tasted had,

“ Now, Bracidas, let this likewise be showne; And but halfe seene his ugly visnomie,

Your brothers threasure, which from him is strayd, Gan to repent that she had beene so mad

Being the dowry of his wife well knowne, For any death to change life, though most bad:

By what right doe you claime to be your owne ?" And catching hold of this sea-beaten chest,

“What other right,” quoth he should you esteeme, (The lucky pylot of her passage sad)

But that the sea hath it unto me throwne?" After long tossing in the seas distrest,

Your right is good,” sayd he, “and so I deeme, Her weary barke at last uppon mine isle did rest.

That what the sea unto you sent your own should

seeme. " Where I by chaunce then wandring on the shore

“ For equall right in equall things doth stand: Did her espy, and through my good endevour

For what the mighty sea hath once possest, From dreadfull mouth of death, which threatned sore

And plucked quite from all possessors hand, Her to have swallow'd up, did helpe to save her. Whether by rage of waves that never rest, She then in recompence of that great favour,

Or else by wracke that wretches bath distrest, Which I on her bestowed, bestowed on me

He may dispose by his imperiall might, The portion of that good which fortune gave her,

As thing at randoin left, to whom he list. Together with herselfe in dowry free;

So, Amidas, the land was yours first hight; Both goodly portions, but of both the better she.

And so the threasure yours is, Bracidas, by right." " Yet in this coffer which she with her brought When he his sentence thus pronounced had, Great threasure síthence we did finde contained; Both Amidas and Philtra were displeased : Which as our owne we tooke, and so it thought: But Bracidas and Lucy were right glad, But this same other damzell since hath fained And on the threasure by that iudgement seased. That to herselfe that threasure appertained ; So was their discord by this doome appeased, And that she did transport the same by sea, And each one had his right. Then Artegall, To bring it to her husband new ordained, Whenas their sharpe contention he had ceased, But suffred cruell shipwracke by the way : Departed on his way, as did befall, But, whether it be so or no, I cannot say.

To follow his old quest, the which him forth did call.

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So, as he travelled uppon the way,

“Right true: but faulty men use oftentimes He chaunst to come, where happily he spide To attribute their folly unto fate, A rout of many people farre away;

And lay on Heaven the guilt of their owne crimes. To whom bis course he hastily applide,

But tell, sir Terpin, ne let you amate To weete the cause of their assemblaunce wide: Your misery, how fell ye in this state?” (shame, To whom when he approched neare in sight, “ Then sith ye needs," quoth he, “ will know my (An uncouth sight) he plainely then descride And all the ill which chaunst to me of late, To be a troupe of women, warlike dight,

I shortly will to you rehearse the same, With weapons in their hands, as ready for to fight: In hope ye will not turne misfortune to my blame. And in the midst of them he saw a knight, “ Being desirous (as all knights are woont) With both his hands behinde him pinnoed hard, Through hard adventures deedes of armes to try, And round about his necke an halter tight,

And after fame and honour for to hunt, And ready for the gallow tree prepard :

I heard report that farre abrode did fly, His face was covered, and his head was bar'd, That a proud Amazon did late defy That who he was upeath was to descry;

All the brave knights that hold of Maidenbead, And with full heavy heart with them he far'd, And unto them wrought all the villany Griev'd to the soule, and groning inwardly, That she could forge in her malicious head, (dead. That he of womens hands so base a death should dy. Which some hath put to shame, and many done be But they, like tyrants mercilesse, the more “ The cause, they say, of this her cruell hate, Reioyced at his miserable case,

Is for the sake of Bellodant the bold, And him reviled, aud reproched sore

To whom she bore most fervent love of late, With bitter taunts and termes of vile disgrace. And wooed him by all the waies she could : Now whenas Artegall, arriv'd in place,

But, when she saw at last that he ne would Did aske what cause brought that man to decay, For ought or nought be wonne unto her will, They round about him gan to swarm apace,

She turn'd her love to hatred manifold, Meaning on him their cruell hands to lay,

And for his sake vow'd to doe all the ill (fulfill. And to have wrought unwares some villanous assay. Which she could doe to knights; which now she doth But he was soone aware of their ill minde, “For all those knights, the which by force or guile And drawing backe deceived their intent:

She doth subdue, she fowly doth entreate : Yet, though himselfe did shame on womankinde First, she doth them of warlike armes despoile, His mighty hand to shend, he Talus sent

And cloth in womens weedes; and then with threat To wrecke on them their follies hardyment : Doth them compell to worke, to earne their meat, Who with few sowces of his yron flale

To spin, to card, to sew, to wash, to wring; Dispersed all their troupe incontinent,

Ne doth she give them other thing to eat And sent them home to tell a piteous tale

But bread and water or like feeble thing ; Of their vaine prowesse turned to their proper bale: Them to disable from revenge adventuring. But that same wretched man, ordaynd to die, “ But if through stout disdaine of manly mind They left behind them, glad to be so quit: Any her proud observannce will withstand, Him Talus tooke out of perplexitie,

Uppon that gibbet, which is there behind, And horror of fowle death for knight unfit, She causeth them be hang'd up out of hand; Who more than losse of life ydreaded it;

In which condition I right now did stand : And, him restoring unto living light,

For, being overcome by her in fight, So brought unto his lord, where he did sit

And put to that base service of her band, Beholding all that womanish weake fight;

I rather chose to die in lives despight, Whom soone as he beheld he knew, and thus behight; Then lead that shamefull life, unworthy of a knight." "Sir Turpine, haplesse man, what make you here? “ How hight that Amazon," sayd Artegall, Or have you lost yourselfe and your discretion, “ And where and how far hence does sbe abide?" That ever in this wretched case ye were?

“ Her name," quoth he, “they Radigund doe call, Or have ye yeelded you to proude oppression A princesse of great powre and greater pride, Of womens powre, that boast of mens subiection? And qucene of Amazons, in armes well tride Or else what other deadly dismall day,

And sundry battels, which she hath atchieved Is falne on you by Heavens hard direction, With great successe, that her bath glorifide, That ye were runne so fondly far astray

And made her famous, more then is believed ; As for to lead yourselfe unto your owne decay ?Ne would I it have ween'd had I not late it prieved.” Much was the man confounded in his mind, “ Now sure,” said he, “ and by the faith that I Partly with shame, and partly with dismay, To maydenhead and noble knighthood owe, That all astonisht he himselfe did find,

I will not rest till I her might doe trie, And little had for his excuse to say,

And venge the shame that she to knights doth show. But onely thus; “ Most haplesse well ye may Therefore, sir Terpin, from you lightly throw Me justly terme, that to this shame am brought, This squalid weede, the patterne of dispaire, And made the scorne of knighthood this same day: And wend with me, that ye may see and know But who can scape what his owne fate bath wrought? How fortune will your ruin'd name repaire The worke of Heavens will surpasseth humane | And knights of Maidenhead, whose praise she would thought."


With that, like one that hopelesse was repryv'd Like to an eagle, in his kingly pride
From deathës dore at which he lately lay, Soring through his wide empire of the aire,
Those yron fetters wherewith he was gyv'd, To weather his brode sailes, by chaunce hath spide
The badges of reproch, he threw away,

A goshauke, which hath seized for her share
And nimbly did bim dight to guide the way l'ppon some fowle, that should her feast prepare;
Unto the dwelling of that Amazone:

With dreadfull force he lies at her bylive, Which was from thence not past a mile or tway; That with his souce, which none enduren dare, A goodly citty and a mighty one,

Her from the quarry he away doth drive, The which, of her owne name, she called Radegone. And from her griping pounce the greedy prey doth

rive. Where they arriving by the watchmen were Descried streight; who all the citty warned But, soone as she her sence recover'd had, How that three warlike persons did appeare, She fiercely towards him herselfe gan dight, Of which the one him seemd a knight all armed, Through vengeful wrath and sdeignfull pride half And th' other two well likely to bave harmed. For never had she suffred such despight: (mad; Eftsoones the people all to harnesse ran,

But, ere she could joyne hand with him to fight, And like a sort of bees in clusters swarmed : Her warlike maides about her flockt so fast, Ere long their queene herselfe, halfe like a man, That they disparted them, maugre their might, Came forth into the rout, and them t'array began. And with their troupes did far asunder cast:

But mongst the rest the fight did untillevening last. And now the knights, being arrived neare, Did beat uppon the gates to enter in;

And every while that mighty yron man And at the porter, skorning them so few,

With his strange weapon, never wont in warre, Threw many threats, if they the towne did win, Them sorely vext, and courst, and over-ran, To teare his flesh in pieces for his sin:

And broke their bowes, and did their shooting marre, Which whenas Radigund there comming heard, That none of all the many once did darre Her heart for rage did grate, and teeth did grin: Him to assault, nor once approach him nie; She bad that streight the gates should be unbard, But like a sort of sheepe dispersed farte, And to them way to make with weapons well pre- For dread of their devouring enemie, pard.

Through all the fields and vallies did before him flie. Soone as the gates were open to them set, But whenas daies faire sbinie beame, yclowded They pressed forward, entraunce to have made: With fearefull sharlowes of deformed night, But in the middle way they were ymet

Warn'd man and beast in quiet rest be shrowded, With a sharpe showre of arrowes, which them staid, Bold Radigund with sound of trumpe on hight, And better bad advise, ere they assaid

Causd all her people to surcease from fight; Unknowen perill of bold womens pride.

And, gathering them unto her citties gate,
Then all that rout uppon them rudely laid, Made them all enter in before her sight;
And heaped strokes so fast on every side, [abide. And all the wounded, and the weake in state,
And arrowes baild so thicke, that they could not To be convayed in, ere she would once retrate.
But Radigond herselfe, when she espide

When thus the field was voided all away,
Sir Terpin from her direfull doome acquit And all things quieted; the Eliin knight,
So cruell doale amongst her maides divide, Weary of toile and travell of that day,
T' avenge that shame they did on him commit, Causd his pavilion to be richly pight
All sodainely enflam'd with furious fit

Before the city-gate in open sight;
Like a fell lionesse at him she new,

Where he himselfe did rest in safety And on his head-piece him so fiercely smit, Together with sir Terpin all that night: That to the ground him quite she overthrew,

But Talus usde, in times of ieopardy, Dismayd so with the stroke that he no colours knew. To keepe a nightly watch for dread of treachery Soone as she saw him on the ground to grovell, But Radigund, full of heart-gnawing griefe She lightly to him leapt; and, in his necke For the rebuke which she sustain'd that day, Her proud foote setting, at his head did levell, Could take no rest, ne would receive reliefe; Weening at once her wrath on him to wreake, But tossed in her troublous minde what way And his contempt, that did her judgment breake: She mote revenge that blot wbich on her lay. As when a beare hath seiz'd her cruell clawes There she resolv'd herselfe in single fight Uppon the carkasse of some beast too weake, To try her fortune, and bis force assay, Proudly stands over, and awhile doth pause (cause. Rather than see her people spoiled quight, To heare the piteous beast pleading her plaintiffe As she had seene that day, a disadventerous sight. Whom whenas Artegall in that distresse

She called forth to her a trusty mayd, By chaunce beheld, he left the bloudy slaughter Whom she thought fittest for that businesse; In which he swam, and ranne to his redresse : Her name was Clarin, and thus to her sayd; There her assayling fiercely fresh be raught her “Goe, damzell, quickly, doe thyselfe addresse Such an huge stroke, that it of sence distraught her; To doe the message which I shall expresse : And, had she not it warded warily,

Goe thou unto that stranger Faery knight, It had depriv'd her mother of a daughter : Who yesterday drove us to such distresse; Nathlesse for all the powre she did apply Tell, that to morrow I with him will fight, It made her stagger oft, and stare with ghastly eye. And try in equall field whether hath greater inight


“ But these conditions doe to him propound; So forth she came out of the citty-gate That, if I vanquishe him, he shall obay

With stately port and proud magnificence, My law, and ever to my lore be bound;

Guarded with many damzels that did waite And so will I, if me he vanquish may;

Uppon her person for her sure defence, Whatever he shall like to doe or say:

Playing on shaumes and trumpets, that from hence Goe streight, and take with thee to witnesse it Their sound did reach unto the Heavens hight: Sixe of thy fellowes of the best array,

So forth into the field she marched thence, And beare with you both wine and inncates fit, Where was a rich pavilion ready pight And bid him eate: henceforth he oft shall hungry Her to receive, till time they should begin the fight.

Then forth came Artegall out of his tent, The damzell streight obayd; and, putting all All arm'd to point, and first the lists did enter : In readinesse, forth to the town-gate went; Soone after eke came she with full intent Where, sounding loud a trumpet from the wall, And countenaunce fierce, as having fully bent her Unto those warlike knights she warning sent.

That battels utmost triall to adventer. Then Talus forth issuing from the tent

The lists were closed fast, to harre the rout Unto the wall his way did fearelesse take,

From rudely pressing on the middle center; To weeten what that trumpets sounding ment: Which in great heapes them circled all about, Where that same damzell lowdly him bespake, Wayting how fortune would resolve that dangerous And shew'd that with his lord she would empar

dout. launce make.

The trumpets sounded, and the field began; So he them streight conducted to his lord;

With bitter strokes it both began and ended. Who, as he could, them goodly well did greete,

She at the first encounter on him ran Till they had told their message word by word:

With furious rage, as if she had intended Which be accepting, well as he could weete,

Out of his breast the very heart have rended: Them fairely entertaynd with curt'sies meete,

But he, that had like tempests often tride, And gave them gifts and things of deare delight :

From that first flaw bimselfe right well defended. So backe againe they homeward turn’d their feete; She hewd, she foynd, she lasht, she laid on every

The inore she rag'd, the more he did abide; (side,
But Artegall himselfe to rest did digbt,
That he mote fresher be against the next daies fight. Yet still her blowes he bore, and her forbore,

Weening at last to win advantage new;
Yet still her crueltie increased more,

And, though powre faild, her courage did accrew;

Which fayling, he gan fiercely her pursew :
Artegall fights with Radigund,

Like as a smith, that to his cunning feat
And is subdew'd by guile:

The stubborne mettall seeketh to subdew,
He is by her emprisoned,

Soone as he feeles it mollifide with heat,
But wrought by Clarins wile.

With his great yron sledge doth strongly on it beat, So soone as Day forth dawning from the east

So did sir Artegall upon her lay,
Nights humid curtaine from the Heavens withdrew, That flakes of fire, bright as the sunny ray,

As if she had an yron andvile beene,
And earely calling forth both man and beast
Commaunded them their daily workes renew;

Out of her steely armes were flashing seene, These noble warriors mirdefull to pursew

That all on fire ye would her surely weene:

But with her shield so well herselfe she warded The last daies purpose of their vowed fight, Themselves thereto preparde in order dew;

From the dread daunger of his weapon keene, The knight, as best was seeming for a knight,

That all that while her life she safely garded; (ed. And th' Amazon, as best it likt herselfe to dight.

But he that helpe from her against her will discard

For with his trenchant blade at the next blow All in a camis light of purple silke

Halfe of her shield he shared quite away, Woven uppon with silver, subtly wrought,

That halfe her side itselfe did naked show, And quilted uppon sattin white as milke;

And thenceforth unto daunger opened way. Trayled with ribbands diversly distraught, Much was she moved with the mightie sway Like as the workeman had their courses taught ; Of that sad stroke, that halfe enrag'd she grew ; Which was short tucked for light motion

And like a greedie beare unto her pray
Up to ber ham; but, when she list, it raught With her sharpe cemitare at him she flew,
Downe to her lowest beele, and thereuppon

That glauncing downe his thigh the purple bloud She wore for her defence a mayled habergeon.

forth drew. And on her legs she painted buskins wore, Thereat she gan to triumph with great boast, Basted with bends of gold on every side,

And to upbrayd that chaunce which him misfell, And mailes betweene, and laced close afore; As if the prize she gotteo had almost, Uppou her thigh her cemitare was tide

With spightfull speaches, fitting with her well; With an embrodered belt of mickell pride; That his great hart gan inwardly to swell And on her shoulder hung ber shield, bedeckt With indignation at her vaunting vaine, Uppon the bosse with stones that shined wide, And at her strooke with puissaunce fearefull fell; As the faire Moone in her most full aspect;

Yet with her shield she warded it againe, That to the Moone it mote be like in each respect. That shattered all to pieces round about the plaine,

flaving her thus disarmed of her shield,

Tho with her sword on him she flatling strooke, l'pon her helmet he againe her strooke,

In signe of true subiection to her powre, That downe she fell upon the grassie field

And as her vassall him to thraldome tooke : In sencelesse swoune, as if her life forsooke, But Terpine, borne to’a more unhappy howre, And pangs of death her spirit overtooke:

As he on whom the lucklesse starres did lovre, Whom when he saw before his foote prostrated, She causd to be attacht and forthwith led He to her lept with deadly dreadfull looke,

Unto the crooke, t' abide the balefull stowre And her sup-shynie helmet soone unlaced,

From which he lately had through reskew fled : Thinking at once both head and helmet to have Where he full shamefully was hanged by the hed. raced.

But, when they thought on Talus hands to lay, But, whenas he discovered had her face,

He with his yron flaile amongst them thondred, He saw, his senses straunge astonishment,

That they were fayne to let him scape away, A miracle of Natures goodly grace

Glad from his companie to be so condred; In her faire visage voide of ornament,

Whose presence all their troups so much encoinbred, But bath'd in bloud and sweat together ment; That th' heapes of those which he did wound and Which, in the rudenesse of that evill plight,

slay, Bewrayd the signes of feature excellent:

Besides the rest dismayd, might not be nombred : Like as the Moone, in forgie winters night, [light. Yet all that while he would not once assay Doth seeme to be herselfe, thongh darkned be her To reskew his owpe lord, but thought it iust tobay. At sight thereof his cruell minded hart

Then tooke the Amazon this noble knight,
Empierced was with pittifull regard,

Left to her will by his owne wilfull blame,
That his sharpe sword he threw from him apart, And caused him to be disarmed quight
Cursing his hand that had that visage mard: Of all the ornaments of knightly name,
No hand so cruell, nor no hart so hard,

With which whylome he gotten had great fame: But ruth of beautie will it mollifie.

Instead whereof she made him to be dight By this, upstarting from her swoune she star'd In womans weedes, that is to manhood shame, A while about her with confused eye;

And put before his lap an apron white, Like one that from his dreame is waked suddenlye. Instead of curiets and bases fit for fight. Soone as the knight she there by her did spy So being clad she brought him from the field, Standing with emptie hands all weaponlesse, In which he had bene trayned many a day, With fresh assault upon him she did fly,

Into a long large chamber, which was field And gan renew her former cruelnesse:

With moniments of many knights decay And though he still retyr'd, yet nathëlesse

By her subdewed in victorious fray: With buge redoubled strokes she on him layd; Amongst the which she causd hf warlike armes And more increast her outrage mercilesse,

Be hang'd on high, that mote his shame bewray ; The more that be with meeke intreatie prayd And broke his sword for feare of further harmes, Her wrathful hand from greedy vengeance to have with which he wont to stirre up battailous alarmes. stayd.

There entred in he round about him saw [knet. Like as a puttocke having spyde in sight A gentle faulcon sitting on an hill,

Many brave knights whose names right well he

There bound tobay that Amazons proud law, Whose olber wing, now made unmeete for flight,

Spinning and carding all in comely rew, Was lately broken by some fortune ill;

That his bigge hart loth'd so imcomely vew: The foolish kyte, led with licentious will,

But they were forst, through penurie and pyne, Lith beat upon the gentle bird in vaine,

To doe those workes to them appointed dew: With many idle stoups her troubling still:

For nought was given them to sup or dyne, (twyne. Eren so did Radigund with bootlesse paine

But what their hands could earne by twisting linney Annoy this noble knight, and sorely him constraine. Nought could he do but shun the dred despight

Amongst them all she placed him most low,

And in his hand a distaffe to him gave,
Of her fierce wrath, and backward still retyre;
And with his single shield, well as he might,

That he thereon should spin both flax and tow; Beare off the burden of her raging yre;

A sordid office for a mind so brave:

So hard it is to be a womans slave! And evermore he gently did desyre

Yet he it tooke in his owne selfes despight,
To stay her strokes, and he himselfe would yield:

And thereto did himselfe right well behave
Yet nould she hearke, ne let him once respyre,
Till he to ber delivered had his shield,

Her to obay, sith he his faith had plight

Her vassall to become, if she him wonne in tight. And to her mercie him submitted in plaine field. So was he overcome, not overcome;

Who had him seene, imagine mote thereby Bat to her yeelded of his owne accord ;

That whylome hath of Hercules bene told,
Yet was he justly darned by the doome

How for Iolas sake he did apply
Of his owne mouth, that spake so warelesse word, His mightie hands the distaffe vile to hold
To be her thrall and service her afford :

For his huge club, which had subdew'd of old
For though that he first victorie obtayned,

So many monsters which the world annoyed; Yet after, by abandoning his sword,

His lyons skin chaungd to a pall of gold, He wilfull lost that he before attayned:

In which, forgetting warres, he onely ioyed [ed. No fayrer conquest then that with goodwill is gayned. In combats of sweet love, and with his mistresse toyVOL JIL



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