IV. To whom falfe Turpine comming courteously, To cloke the mischiefe which he inly ment, Gan to complaine of great difcourtesie, Which a ftraunge Knight, that neare afore him went, Had doen to him, and his deare Ladie fhent; Which if they would afford him ayde at need For to avenge in time convenient, They fhould accomplish both a knightly deed, And for their paines obtaine of him a goodly meed. V. The Knights beleev'd that all he fayd was trew; And, being fresh and full of youthly spright, Were glad to heare of that adventure new, In which they mote make triall of their might Which never yet they had approv'd in fight, And eke defirous of the offred meed: Said then the one of them; "Where is that wight, The which hath doen to thee this wrongfull deed, That we may it avenge, and punish him with speed ?" V. 2. of 1751 reads youthfull. CHURCH. youthly] The edition VI. "He rides," faid Turpine, "there not farre With a Wyld Man soft footing by his fyde; That, if ye lift to hafte a litle more, Ye may him overtake in timely tyde." Eftfoones they pricked forth with forward pryde; And, ere that litle while they ridden had, The gentle Prince not farre away they spyde, Ryding a foftly pace with portance fad, Devizing of his Love more then of daunger drad. Then one of them aloud unto him cryde, Bidding him turne againe; "Falfe tray tour Foule woman-wronger!"—for he him defyde. With that they both at once with equall fpight Did bend their fpeares, and both with equall might ot BOLLW Against him ran; but th' one did miffe his marke, {up And being carried with his force forthright Glaunft fwiftly by; like to that heavenly fparke, Which glyding through the ayre lights all the heavens darke. VII. 8.. like to that heavenly Sparke, Which glyding through the ayre lights all the heavens durke.] The fimile is elegant, and borrowed from Homer, who VIII. But th' other, ayming better, did him fmite Full in the shield with fo impetuous powre, That all his launce in peeces fhivered quite, And fcattered all about fell on the flowre: But the ftout Prince with much more fteddy ftowre Full on his bever did him ftrike fo fore, That the cold fteele through piercing did devowre His vitall breath, and to the ground him bore, Where still he bathed lay in his own bloody gore. IX. As when a caft of faulcons make their flight At an herneshaw, that lyes aloft on wing, The whyles they strike at him with heedleffe might, The warie foule his bill doth backward wring; On which the firft, whofe force her first doth bring, Herfelfe quite through the bodie doth engore, compares Minerva's defcent from heaven to a shooting star or glancing meteor, Il. . 75. Ovid compares the fall of Phaëton to a shooting star; and Milton the defcent of Uriel, Par. L. B. iv. 556. UPTON. IX. 1. As when a caft of faulcons make their flight hawks. At an herneshaw,] A caft of faulcons is a couple of CHURCH. So Sidney, in his Arcadia, p. 108. "A caft of merlins. But the fport, which for that day Bafilius would principally fhew to Zelmane was the mounty at a hearne; &c." UPTON. And falleth downe to ground like fe thing; But th' other, not fo fwift as fhe befo Fayles of her foufe, and paffing by do no more. X. By this the other, which was paffed by, Himfelfe recovering, was return'd to Where when he faw his fellow lifeleffe He much was daunted with fo difmal Yet, nought abating of his former fpig Let drive at him with fo malitious my As if he would have paffed throug quight: But the fteele-head no ftedfaft hold could But glauncing by deceiv'd him of that hed XI. Not fo the Prince; for his well-learned That all his bones in peeces nigh he bi Of him, for all his former follies meed, With flaming fword in hand his terror mo breed. XII. The fearfull Swayne beholding death fo nie Then thus faid he; "There is a ftraunger The which, for promise of great meed, us drave To this attempt, to wreake his hid despight, For that himfelfe thereto did want fufficient might." XIII. The Prince much mufed at fuch villenie, And fayd; "Now fure ye well have earn'd your meed ; For th' one is dead, and th' other foone fhall die, Unleffe to me thou hither bring with fpeed The wretch that hyr'd you to this wicked deed." He glad of life, and willing eke to wreake The guilt on him which did this mischiefe breed, Swore by his fword, that neither day nor weeke He would furceaffe, but him wherefo he were would feeke. |