Which wordes when Paridell had heard, his hew 48 Gan greatly chaung, and seemd dismaid to bee; Then sayd: "Fayre Sir, how may I weene it trew, That ye doe tell in such uncerteintee? Or speake ye of report, or did ye see Just cause of dread, that makes ye doubt so sore? For, perdie, elles how mote it ever bee, That ever hand should dare for to engore Her noble blood? The hevens such crueltie abhore." "These eyes did see that they will ever rew 49 To have seene," (quoth he) “when as a monstrous "Ah me!" (said Paridell) "the signes be sadd; 50 succeed; "Ye noble knights," (said then the Squyre of Dames) "Well may yee speede in so praiseworthy payne! But sith the Sunne now ginnes to slake his beames In deawy vapours of the westerne mayne, And lose the teme out of his weary wayne, Mote not mislike you also to abate Your zealous hast, till morrow next againe Both light of heven and strength of men relate: Which if ye please, to yonder castle turne your gate" 52 That counsell pleased well: so all yfere CANTO IX. Malbecco will no straunge knights host, For peevish gealosy. Paridell giusts with Britomart: both shew their auncestry. EDOUBTED knights, and honorable Dames, This odious argument my rymes should shend, Which with her loose incontinence doth blend And knighthood fowle defaced by a faithlesse knight. But never let th' ensample of the bad Offend the good; for good, by paragone Of evill, may more notably be rad, 2 As white seemes fayrer matcht with blacke attone; For lo! in heven, whereas all goodnes is, Of wicked Sprightes did fall from happy blis; Then listen, Lordings, if ye list to weet The cause why Satyrane and Paridell 3 "But all his mind is set on mucky pelfe, To hoord up heapes of evill gotten masse, For which he others wrongs, and wreckes himselfe : Whose beauty doth her bounty far surpasse; And also far unlike conditions has; For she does joy to play emongst her peares, And to be free from hard restraynt and gealous feares. "But he is old, and withered like hay, Unfit faire Ladies service to supply; 5 The privie guilt whereof makes him alway Suspect her truth, and keepe continuall spy Upon her with his other blincked eye; Ne suffreth he resort of living wight Approch to her, ne keepe her company, But in close bowre her mewes from all mens sight, Depriv'd of kindly joy and naturall delight. "Malbecco he, and Hellenore she hight; 6 Unfitly yokt together in one teeme. "In vaine he feares that which he cannot shonne; 7 "Then is he not more mad," (sayd Paridell) "That hath himselfe unto such service sold, In dolefull thraldome all his dayes to dwell? For sure a foole I doe him firmely hold, That loves his fetters, though they were of gold. But why doe wee devise of others ill, Whyles thus we suffer this same dotard old To keepe us out, in scorne of his owne will, "Nay, let us first" (sayd Satyrane) "entreat Whereat soft knocking entrance he desyrd. 9 10 The good man selfe, which then the Porter playd, That none him durst awake out of his dreme; But all in vaine, for nought mote him relent. They wayted, that the night was forward spent, With showre and hayle so horrible and dred, The which beside the gate for swyne was ordered. |