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Her children deare, whom he away had wonne : The lyon whelpes she saw how he did beare, And lull in rugged armes withouten childish feare.
The fearefull dame all quaked at the sight,
And then to him these womanish words gan say;
For love of me leave off this dreadfull play;
Go, find some other play-fellowes, mine own sweet boy."
In these and like delightes of bloody game
And far abroad for straunge adventures sought;
Yet evermore it was his maner faire,
1 Raught, reached.
XXX. 4. To see his syre and ofspring auncient.] To see his ancient sire and his sire's offspring.
Where he unwares the fairest Una found,
He wondred at her wisedome hevenly rare,
But she, all vowd unto the Redcrosse Knight,
Who, glad to gain such favour, gan devise,
How with that pensive Maid he best might thence arise.*
So on a day, when Satyres all were gone
To do their service to Sylvanus old,
1 Redound, flow.
* Hurtlesse, innocent.
3 Closely, secretly.
4 Arise, depart.
In vaine he seekes that, having, cannot hold.
So fast he carried her with carefull paine,
That they the woods are past, and come now to the plaine.
The better part now of the lingring day
A silly 2 man, in simple weeds forworne,3
The Knight, approaching nigh, of him inquerd
1 Weete, learn.
2 Silly, simple, without guile.
3 Forworne, much worn.
4 Inquerd, inquired.
XXXIV. 3. — A weary wight.] This is Archimago, who was left insensible on the ground, after his encounter with Sansloy, canto III. stanza XXXIX.
XXXV. 7.—A Iacobs staffe.] Among jugglers, a Jacob's staff (in French, bâton de Jacob) is technically a conjuring rod. See Dict. de l'Académie," Bâton."
But warres, nor new adventures, none he herd.
These eies did see that Knight both living and eke ded.”
That cruell word her tender hart so thrild,
That suddein cold did ronne through every vaine,
And stony horrour all her sences fild
The Knight her lightly reared up againe,
And comforted with curteous kind reliefe :
Then, wonne from death, she bad him tellen plaine
The lesser pangs can beare, who hath endur'd the chief.
Then gan the Pilgrim thus ; "I chaunst this day,
To see two Knights, in travell on my way,
(A sory sight,) arraung'd in batteill new,
Both breathing vengeaunce, both of wrathfull hew:
To see their blades so greedily imbrew,
That, dronke with blood, yet thristed 3 after life:
1 Croslet, small cross. 2 Red, perceived.
3 Thristed, thirsted.
XXXVII. 8.- The further processe of her hidden griefe.] A further account of that which called forth her hidden grief.
"Ah! dearest Lord," quoth she, "how might that bee, And he the stoutest Knight, that ever wonne1?" "Ah! dearest Dame," quoth he, "how might I see The thing, that might not be, and yet was donne?" "Where is," said Satyrane," that Paynims sonne, That him of life, and us of ioy, hath refte?"
"Not far away," quoth he, "he hence doth wonne, Foreby 2 a fountaine, where I late him left [cleft." Washing his bloody wounds, that through the steele were
Therewith the Knight then marched forth in hast,
Even he it was, that earst 3 would have supprest
And said; "Arise, thou cursed miscreaunt,
That hast with knightlesse guile, and trecherous train,
1 Wonne, lived.
2 Foreby, near to. 3 Earst, before.
XL. 5. That Pagan proud.] This was Sansloy, from whom Una had been rescued by the Satyrs. Ante, stanza VIII.