XIX. "Certes," fayd fhe," fith ye fo well have spide "The troublous paffion of my penfive mind, "I will not feeke the fame from you to hide, But will my cares unfolde, in hope to find "Your aide to guide me out of errour blind." Say on," quoth he, "the fecret of your hart; For by the holy vow which me doth bind, I am adiur'd beft counfell to impart To all that shall require my comfort in their "fmart." XX. Then gan fhe to declare the whole discourse As well as to her minde it had recourfe : XXI. Magnificke Virgin! that in queint disguise e Of British armes doest maske thy royall blood, So to purfew a perillous emprife, How couldst thou weene through that disguized "hood To hide thy ftate from being understood? XXII. The end whereof, and all the long event, The righteous knight that is thy faithfull lover, | Began the ftreight conditions to propound, As when a tygre and a lioneffe Are met at fpoyling of fome hungry pray, Both challenge it with equall greedineffe, But firft the tygre clawes thereon did lay, And therefore loth to loofe her right away, Doth in defence thereof full outly fond; To which the lion ftrongly doth gainefay, Yet when the faw the heapes which he did make Tho when she had his execution ftayd, And her proud perfon low proftrated on the But ftood long ftaring on him mongst uncertam XLII. So there awhile they afterwards remained, Which they had long ufurpt, and them reftoring XLIV. Full fad and forrow full was Britomart Her wifedom did admire, and hearkned to her And tempred for the time her present heavinesse. loring; XLIII. For all thofe knights, which long in captive fhade And gave to them great living and large fee; Who when himselfe now well recur'd did fee, He purpofd to proceed, whatso befall, XLV. There the continu'd for a certaine space, Till through his want her woe did more increase; Then hoping that the change of aire and place Would change her paine, and forrow fomewhat ease, She parted thence, her anguish to appease. Meane while her noble lord, Sir Artegall, Went on his way, ne ever howre did cease, Till he redeemed had that lady thrall; Uppon his firft adventure, which him forth did That for another Canto will more fitly fall. call. X iij |