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"And, certes, it hath oftentimes bene seene,
That of the like, whose linage was unknowne,
More brave and noble knights have raysed beene
As their victorious deedes have often showen,
Being with fame through many Nations blowen,
Then those which have bene dandled in the lap:
Therefore some thought that those brave imps were

sowen

Here by the Gods, and fed with heavenly sap, That made them grow so high t' all honorable hap." The Ladie, hearkning to his sensefull speach,

Found nothing that he said unmeet nor geason,
Having oft seene it tryde as he did teach :
Therefore inclyning to his goodly reason,
Agreeing well both with the place and season,
She gladly did of that same babe accept,

As of her owne by liverey and seisin ;
And having over it a litle wept,

She bore it thence, and ever as her owne it kept.
Right glad was Calepine to be so rid

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Of his young charge whereof he skilled nought, Ne she lesse glad; for she so wisely did, And with her husband under hand so wrought, That, when that infant unto him she brought, She made him think it surely was his owne; And it in goodly thewes so well upbrought, That it became a famous knight well knowne, And did right noble deedes; the which elswhere are showne.

But Calepine, now being left alone

Under the greenewoods side in sorie plight,
Withouten armes or steede to ride upon,
Or house to hide his head from heavens spight,
Albe that Dame, by all the meanes she might,
Him oft desired home with her to wend,
And offred him, his courtesie to requite,

Both horse and armes and what so else to lend, Yet he them all refusd, though thankt her as a frend;

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And, for exceeding griefe which inly grew
That he his love so lucklesse now had lost,
On the cold ground maugre himselfe he threw
For fell despight to be so sorely crost;
And there all night himselfe in anguish tost,
Vowing that never he in bed againe

His limbes would rest, ne lig in ease embost,
Till that his Ladies sight he mote attaine,
Or understand that she in safetie did remaine.

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CANTO V.

The salvage serves Serena well,
till she Prince Arthure fynd;
Who her, together with his Squyre,
with th' Hermit leaves behind.

WHAT an easie thing is to descry

The gentle bloud, how ever it be wrapt
In sad misfortunes foule deformity
And wretched sorrowes, which have often hapt!
For howsoever it may grow mis-shapt,
Like this wyld man being undisciplynd,
That to all vertue it may seeme unapt,

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Yet will it shew some sparkes of gentle mynd, And at the last breake forth in his owne proper kynd.

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That plainely may in this wyld man be red,
Who, though he were still in this desert wood,
Mongst salvage beasts both rudely borne and bred,
Ne ever saw faire guize, ne learned good,
Yet shewd some token of his gentle blood
By gentle usage of that wretched Dame:
For certes he was borne of noble blood,
How ever by hard hap he hether came,

As ye may know when time shall be to tell the same.

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Who, when as now long time he lacked had
The good Sir Calepine, that farre was strayd,
Did wexe exceeding sorrow full and sad,
As he of some misfortune were afrayd ;
And, leaving there this Ladie all dismayd,
Went forth streightway into the forrest wyde
To seeke if he perchance asleep were layd,
Or what so else were unto him betyde: [spyde.
He sought him farre and neare, yet him no where he

Tho backe returning to that sorie Dame,

He shewed semblant of exceeding mone

By speaking signes, as he them best could frame,
Now wringing both his wretched hands in one,
Now beating his hard head upon a stone,
That ruth it was to see him so lament:

By which she well perceiving what was done,
Gan teare her hayre, and all her garments rent,
And beat her breast, and piteously her selfe torment.

Upon the ground her selfe she fiercely threw,

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Regardlesse of her wounds yet bleeding rife, That with their bloud did all the flore imbrew, As if her breast, new launcht with murdrous knife, Would streight dislodge the wretched wearie life. There she long groveling and deepe groning lay, As if her vitall powers were at strife With stronger death, and feared their decay: Such were this Ladies pangs and dolorous assay.

Whom when the Salvage saw so sore distrest,

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He reared her up from the bloudie ground, And sought by all the meanes that he could best Her to recure out of that stony swound, And staunch the bleeding of her dreary wound: Yet nould she be recomforted for nought, Nor cease her sorrow and impatient stound, But day and night did vexe her carefull thought, And ever more and more her owne affliction wrought.

At length, when as no hope of his retourne

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She saw now left, she cast to leave the place,
And wend abrode, though feeble and forlorne,
To seeke some comfort in that sorie case.
His steede, now strong through rest so long a space,
Well as she could she got, and did bedight;
And being thereon mounted forth did pace
Withouten guide her to conduct aright,

Or gard her to defend from bold oppressors might.

Whom when her IIost saw readie to depart,
He would not suffer her alone to fare,

gan

But himselfe addresse to take her part.
Those warlike armes which Calepine whyleare
Had left behind he gan eftsoones prepare,
And put them all about himselfe unfit,
His shield, his helmet, and his curats bare;
But without sword upon his thigh to sit :
Sir Calepine himselfe away had hidden it.

So forth they traveld, an uneven payre

That mote to all men seeme an uncouth sight;
A salvage man matcht with a Ladie fayre,
That rather seem'd the conquest of his might,
Gotten by spoyle then purchaced aright:
But he did her attend most carefully,
And faithfully did serve both day and night
Withouten thought of shame or villeny,
Ne ever shewed signe of foule disloyalty.

Upon a day, as on their way they went,

It chaunst some furniture about her steed

To be disordred by some accident,

Which to redresse she did th' assistance need

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Of this her groome; which he by signes did reede,
And streight his cumbrous armes aside did lay
Upon the ground withouten doubt or dreed;
And in his homely wize began to assay

T' amend what was amisse, and put in right aray

Bout which whilest he was busied thus hard,

Lo! where a knight, together with his squire, All arm'd to point came ryding thetherward; Which seemed, by their portance and attire, To be two errant knights, that did inquire After adventures, where they mote them get. Those were to weet (if that ye it require) Prince Arthur and young Timias, which met By straunge occasion that here needs forth be set.

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