Fair Daphne Phoebus' heart with love did gore; Whenever they their heavenly bowers forlore; LIII Much wondered Guyon at the fair aspect But passed forth, and looked still forward right, No gate, but like one, being goodly dight With boughs and branches, which did broad dilate Their clasping arms in wanton wreathings intricate: LIV So fashioned a porch with rare device, Some deep empurpled as the Hyacine, LV And them amongst some were of burnished gold, Which did themselves amongst the leaves enfold, That the weak boughs, with so rich load opprest, Did bow adown as overburdened. Under that porch a comely dame did rest, Clad in fair weeds but foul disordered, And garments loose that seemed unmeet for womanhead. LVI In her left hand a cup of gold she held, And with her right the riper fruit did reach, Whose sappy liquor, that with fulness swelled, Into her cup she squeezed with dainty breach Of her fine fingers, without foul empeach, That so fair winepress made the wine more sweet: Thereof she used to give to drink to each, Whom passing by she happened to meet : It was her guise all strangers goodly so to greet. LVIII There the most dainty Paradise on ground In which all pleasures plenteously abound, The painted flowers, the trees upshooting high, LIX One would have thought, (so cunningly the rude Art, and that Art at Nature did repine; So striving each th' other to undermine, Each did the other's work more beautify; So differing both in wills agreed in fine: So all agreed, through sweet diversity, This garden to adorn with all variety. LX And in the midst of all a fountain stood, Was overwrought, and shapes of naked boys, LXI And over all of purest gold was spread A trail of ivy in his native hue; For the rich metal was so coloured, That wight who did not well advised it view That themselves dipping in the silver dew LXII Infinite streams continually did well Out of this fountain, sweet and fair to see, The which into an ample laver fell, And shortly grew into so great quantity, That like a little lake it seemed to be; Whose depth exceeded not three cubits' height, That through the waves one might the bottom see, All paved beneath with jasper shining bright, That seemed the fountain in that sea did sail upright. LXIII And all the margent round about was set Their dainty parts from view of any which them eyed. LXIV Sometimes the one would lift the other quite Above the waters, and then down again Her plunge, as overmastered by might, Where both awhile would covered remain, And each the other from to rise restrain; The whiles their snowy limbs, as through a vele, So through the crystal waves appeared plain; Then suddenly both would themselves unhele, And th' amorous sweet spoils to greedy eyes reveal. LXV As that fair star, the messenger of morn, Such seemed they, and so their yellow heare Whom such when Guyon saw, he drew him near, LXVI The wanton maidens, him espying, stood Then th' one herself low ducked in the flood, But th' other rather higher did arise, And all that might his melting heart entice LXVII With that the other likewise up arose, And her fair locks, which formerly were bound Up in one knot, she low adown did lose, Which flowing low and thick her clothed around, And th' ivory in golden mantle gowned; So that fair spectacle from him was reft, Yet that which reft it no less fair was found. So hid in locks and waves from looker's theft, Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left. LXVIII Withal she laughed, and she blushed withal, That blushing to her laughter gave more grace, And laughter to her blushing, as did fall. Now when they spied the knight to slack his pace |