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CANTO III.

The spousals of faire Florimell,
where turney many knights:
There Braggadochio is uncas'd
in all the Ladies sights.

FTER long stormes and tempests overblowne The sunne at length his joyous face doth cleare:

So when as fortune all her spight hath showne, Some blisfull houres at last must needes appeare; Else should afflicted wights oftimes despeire: So comes it now to Florimell by tourne, After long sorrowes suffered whyleare, In which captiv'd she many moneths did mourne, To tast of joy, and to wont pleasures to retourne. Who being freed from Proteus cruell band

By Marinell was unto him affide,

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And by him brought againe to Faerie land;
Where he her spous'd, and made his joyous bride.
The time and place was blazed farre and wide,
And solemne feasts and giusts ordain'd therefore:
To which there did resort from every side
Of Lords and Ladies infinite great store;

Ne any Knight was absent that brave courage bore.
To tell the glorie of the feast that day,

The goodly service, the devicefull sights,
The bridegromes state, the brides most rich aray,
The pride of Ladies, and the worth of knights,
The royall banquets, and the rare delights,
Were worke fit for an Herauld, not for me:
But for so much as to my lot here lights,
That with this present treatise doth agree,

True vertue to advance, shall here recounted bee.

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When all men had with full satietie

Of meates and drinkes their appetites suffiz'd,
To deedes of armes and proofe of chevalrie
They gan themselves addresse, full rich aguiz'd
As each one had his furnitures deviz'd.

And first of all issu'd Sir Marinell,

And with him sixe knights more, which enterpriz'd
To chalenge all in right of Florimell,

And to maintaine that she all others did excell.

The first of them was hight Sir Orimont,

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A noble Knight, and tride in hard assayes.
The second had to name Sir Bellisont,
But second unto none in prowesse prayse:
The third was Brunell, famous in his dayes:
The fourth Ecastor, of exceeding might:
The fift Armeddan, skild in lovely layes:
The sixt was Lansack, a redoubted Knight:
All sixe well seene in armes, and prov'd in many a fight.

And them against came all that list to giust,
From every coast and countrie under sunne:
None was debard, but all had leave that lust.
The trompets sound; then all together ronne.
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many deeds of armes that day were donne,
And many knights unhorst, and many wounded,
As fortune fell; yet little lost or wonne :

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But all that day the greatest prayse redounded To Marinell, whose name the Heralds loud resounded.

The second day, so soone as morrow light

Appear'd in heaven, into the field they came,
And there all day continew'd cruell fight,
With divers fortune fit for such a game,
In which all strove with perill to winne fame;
Yet whether side was victor note be ghest:
But at the last the trompets did proclame
That Marinell that day deserved best.

So they disparted were, and all men went to rest.

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The third day came, that should due tryall lend
Of all the rest; and then this warlike crew
Together met, of all to make an end.
There Marinell great deeds of armes did shew,
And through the thickest like a Lyon flew,
Rashing off helmes, and ryving plates asonder,
That every one his daunger did eschew :

So terribly his dreadfull strokes did thonder,
That all men stood amaz'd, and at his might did wonder.

But what on earth can alwayes happie stand?
The greater prowesse greater perils find.
So farre he past amongst his enemies band,
That they have him enclosed so behind,
As by no meanes he can himselfe outwind:
And now perforce they have him prisoner taken ;
And now they doe with captive bands him bind;
And now they lead him thence, of all forsaken,
Unlesse some succour had in time him overtaken.

It fortun'd, whylest they were thus ill beset,
Sir Artegall into the Tilt-yard came,
With Braggadochio, whom he lately met
Upon the way with that his snowy Dame:
Where when he understood by common fame
What evil hap to Marinell betid,

He much was mov'd at so unworthie shame,

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And streight that boaster prayd, with whom he rid, To change his shield with him, to be the better hid.

So forth he went, and soone them over hent,
Where they were leading Marinell away;
Whom he assayld with dreadlesse hardiment,
And forst the burden of their prize to stay.
They were an hundred knights of that array;
Of which th' one halfe upon himselfe did set,
The other stayd behind to gard the pray :
But he ere long the former fiftie bet,
And from the other fiftie soone the prisoner fet.

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So backe he brought Sir Marinell againe;
Whom having quickly arm'd againe anew,
They both together joyned might and maine,
To set afresh on all the other crew:

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Whom with sore havocke soone they overthrew
And chaced quite out of the field, that none
Against them durst his head to perill shew.
So were they left Lords of the field alone;
So Marinell by him was rescu'd from his fone.

Which when he had perform'd, then backe againe 13
To Braggadochio did his shield restore;
Who all this while behind him did remaine,
Keeping there close with him in pretious store
That his false Ladie, as ye heard afore.

Then did the trompets sound, and Judges rose,
And all these knights, which that day armour bore,
Came to the open hall to listen whose

The honour of the prize should be adjudg'd by those.

And thether also came in open sight

Fayre Florimell, into the common hall,
To greet his guerdon unto every knight,

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And best to him to whom the best should fall. Then for that stranger knight they loud did call, To whom that day they should the girlond yield, Who came not forth; but for Sir Artegall Came Braggadochio, and did shew his shield, Which bore the Sunne brode blazed in a golden field.

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The sight whereof did all with gladnesse fill:
So unto him they did addeeme the prise
Of all that Tryumph. Then the trompets shrill
Don Braggadochios name resounded thrise :
So courage lent a cloke to cowardise.
And then to him came fayrest Florimell,
And goodly gan to greet his brave emprise,
And thousand thankes him yeeld, that had so well
Approv'd that day that she all others did excell.

To whom the boaster, that all knights did blot,

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With proud disdaine did scornefull answere make,
That what he did that day, he did it not

For her, but for his owne deare Ladies sake,
Whom on his perill he did undertake
Both her and eke all others to excell:

And further did uncomely speaches crake.
Much did his words the gentle Ladie quell,

And turn'd aside for shame to heare what he did tell.

Then forth he brought his snowy Florimele,

Whom Trompart had in keeping there beside,
Covered from peoples gazement with a vele:
Whom when discovered they had throughly eide,
With great amazement they were stupefide;
And said, that surely Florimell it was,

Or if it were not Florimell so tride,

That Florimell her selfe she then did pas.

So feeble skill of perfect things the vulgar has.

Which when as Marinell beheld likewise,
He was therewith exceedingly dismayd,
Ne wist he what to thinke, or to devise;

But, like as one whom feends had made affrayd,
He long astonisht stood, ne ought he sayd,
Ne ought he did, but with fast fixed eies
He gazed still upon that snowy mayd;
Whom ever as he did the more avize,

The more to be true Florimell he did surmize.

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As when two sunnes appeare in the azure skye,
Mounted in Phoebus charet fierie bright,
Both darting forth faire beames to each mans eye,
And both adorn'd with lampes of flaming light;
All that behold so strange prodigious sight,
Not knowing natures worke, nor what to weene,
Are rapt with wonder and with rare affright.
So stood Sir Marinell, when he had seene
The semblant of this false by his faire beauties Queene

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