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And by his belt his book he hanging had ; The Wandring Islands: therefore do them Sober he seem'd, and very sagely sad,


[wight And to the ground his eyes were lowly bent, For they have oft drawn many a wandring Simple in shewe, and void of malice bad, Into most deadly danger and distressed plight.

And all the way he prayed as he went, Yet well they seem to him, that farre doth And often knocki his breast, as one that did

view, repent.

Both faire and fruitful, and the ground dispred

With grassie green of delectable hew, $ 79. Idleness.

And the tall trees with leaves unparalled, Of which the first, that all the rest did guide, Are deckt with

blossoms dyed in white and red, Was sluggish Idleness, the nurse of sin;

That mote the passengers there to allure: Upon a slothful ass he chose to ride,

But whosoever once hath fastened Arraid in habit black, and amis thin,

His foot thereon, may never yet recure, Like to an holy monk the servis to begin.

But wandreth evermore uncertain and unsure. And in his hand a portesse still he bare,

That much was worne, but therein little red;
For of devotion he had little care.

The wanton lady with her lover rose,

Whoes sleepy head she in her lap did soft disStill drown'd in sleep, and most of his days


Upon a bed of roses she was laid,
Scarce could he once uphold his heavy head
To looken whether it were night or day.

As faint through heat, or dight to pleasant sin,

And was arraid, or rather disarraid,
May seem the waine was very evil led,
When such an one had guiding of the way, That hid no whit her alabaster skin,

All in a veil of silk and silver thin,

[be: That knew not whether right he went, or else

But rather showed more white, if more might astray.

More subtile web Arachne cannot spin, From worldly cares himself he did esloine, Nor the fine nets which oft we woven see And greatly shunned manly exercise

Of scorched dew, do not in th' air more lightly For every work he challenged effoine,

flee. For contemplation sake: yet otherwise, His life he led in lawless riotise :

$ 83. Lechery. By which he grew to grievous maladie; And next to him rode lustfull Lechery, For in his lustless limbs through evil guise Upon a bearded goat, whoes rugged haire,

A shaking feaver raign'd continually: And whaley eyes (the signe of jealousie) Such one was Idleness, first of this company. Was like the person self whom he did beare;

Who rough and black, and filthy did appeare, $ 80. Ignorance.

Unseemly man to please fair lady's eye;

Yet he of ladys oft was loved dear, At last, with creeping crooked pace, forth

When fairer faces were bid standen by :

O! who does know the bent of woman's fanAn old inan, with beard as white as snow,

tasie? That on a staffe his feeble steps did frame, And guide his weary steps both to and fro;

In a green gowne he clothed was full faire, For his eye-sight him fail'd long ago ;

Which underneath did hide his filthiness, And on his arme a bunch of keys he bore,

And in his hand a burning heart did bare, The which, unus'd, rust did overgrowe:

Full of vaine follies, and new fangleness, Those were the keys of every inward dore;

For he was false, and fraught with fickleness, But he could not them use, but kept them still

And learned had to love with secrett lookes, in store.

And well could dance and sing with rueful

ness, But very uncouth sight was to behold

And fortunes tell, and read in loveing How he did fashion his untoward pace:

books, For as he forward mov'd his footing old,

And thousand other waies, to bait his fleshly So backward still was turn'd his wrinkled face;

hooks. Unlike to men, who ever as they trace, Both feet and face one way are wont to lead;

Inconstant man, that loved all he saw, This was the ancient keeper of that place,

And lusted after all that he did love, And foster father of the giant dead,

Ne would his looser life be tied to law, His name Ignaro did his nature right aread.

But joy'd weak women's hearts to tempt and

prove, $ 81. Inconstancy.

If from their loyal loves he might them more;

Which lewdness fill'd him with reproachful For those same islands, seeing now and paine then,

Of that foul evill which all men reprove : Are not firme land, or any certein wonne, That rots the marrow and consuines the But straggling plots : which to and fro do braine : ronne

Such one was Lechery, the third of all this In the wide waters: therefore are they hight traine.


$ 84. Life.

Well did antiquitie a god thee deeme, O why doe wretched men so much desire That over mortal minds has so great mighty To draw their days unto the utmost date,

To order them as best to thee doth seeme, And doe not rather wish them soon expire, And all their actions to direct aright; Knowing the misery of their estate,

The fatal purpose of divine foresight And thousand perils which them still awaite,

Thou dost effect in destined descents, Tossing themselves like a boat amid the Through deep impression of thy secret might; maine

And stirredst up the heroes high intents, That every hour they knock at deathes gate?

Which the late world admires for wondrous And he that happy seemes, and least in

monuments. paine,

Wondrous it is to see in diverse mindes, Yet is as nigh his end, as he that most doth How diversely Love doth his pageants play, plaine.

And shews his power in variable kinds : The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely The baser wit, whose idle thoughts alway, lay;

Are wont to cleave unto the lowly clay,
Ah see, who so faire thing dost faine to see, It stirreth up to sensual desire,

In springing flowre the image of thy day; And in lewd sloth to wast its careless day;
All see thy virgin rose, how sweetly shee But in brave sprite it kindles goodly fire,
Doth first peep forth with bashful modestie, That to all high desert and honour doth aspire.

Thus fairer seems, the less you see her may; Ne suffereth uncomely idleness
Lo, see soon after, how more hold and free
Her bared bosom she doth broad display;

In his free thought to build her sluggish nest;

Ne suffereth it thought of ungentleness, Lo, see soon after, how she fades and falls Ever to creep into his noble brest; away.

But to the highest and the worthiest So passeth in the passing of a day,

Lifteth it up, that else would lowly fall : Of mortal life the leafe, the bud, the flowre, It lets not fall, it lets it not to rest :

Ne more doth flourish after first decay, It lets not scarce this prince to breathe at That earst was sought to deck both bed and

all, bowre

But to his first pursuit him forward still doth Of many a lady, and many a paramoure:

call. Gather the rose of love, whilst yet is time, Whilst loving thou mayst loved be with equal

$ 87. Madness. crime.

With hundred iron chains he did him bind, $ 85. Lion.

An hundred knotts that did him sore conLike as a lion that by chaunce doth fall

straine : Into the hunter's toil, doth rage and roare, Yet his great iron teeth he still did grinde,

la royal heart disdaining to be thrall : And grimlygnash, threatning revenge in vaine: But all in vaine; for what might one do more? His burning eyn, whom bloudy strakes did They have him taken captive, though it grieve staine, him sore.

Stared full wide, and threw forth sparks of Another.

fire; Like as a lion, whoes imperial powre

And more for ranke despight, then for great A proud rebellious unicorn defies, Tavoid the rash assault and wrathful stowre

Shak't his long locks, colour'd like copper Of his fierce foe, him to a tree applies,

wire, And when him running in full course he spies, And bit his tawny beard to shew his raging

. He slips aside; the whiles that furious beast His precious horne sought of his enemies,

$ 88. Mastiff. Strikes in the stock, ne thence can be releast, But to the mighty victor yields a bounteous A salvage bull, whoes cruel hornes do threat

Like as a mastiffe, having at a bay feast.

Desperate danger, if he them assay, $ 86. Love.

Traceth his ground, and round about doth beat, O sacred fire that burnest mightily To spy where he may some advantage get; In living brests, ykindled first above,

The whilst the beast doth rage and loudly Emongst th eternal spheres and lamping

roar. sky, And thence pour'd into men, which men call

$ 89. Mediocrity.

Of second sister, who did far excel Not that same which doth base affections The other two; Medina was her name, move

A sober, sad, and comely courteous dame; In brutish mindes, and filthy lust inflame; Who rich array'd, and yet in modest guize, But that sweet fit, that does true beauty love, In goodly garments, that her well became,

And choseth vertue for his dearest dame, Faire marching forth in honourable wise, Whence spring all noble deeds, and never- Him at the threshold met, and well did enterdying fame.




She led him up into a goodly bowre, And round about before her feet there sate And comely courted with meel modestie, A beautie of faire virgins clad in white,

Ne in her speech, ne in her haviour, That goodly seem'd t'adorne her royal state, Was lightness seen, or looser vauitie, All lovely daughters of high Jove, that hight But gratious womanhood, and gravitie, Litæ, by him begot in love's delight,

Above the reason of her youthful years : Upon the righteous Themis: those they say Her golden locks she roundly did uptie Upon Jove's judgment-seat waite day and night,

In braided traminells, that no looser hares And when in wrath he threats the world's deDid out of order stray about her dainty eares.

cay, Betwixt them both the fair Medina sate,

They do his anger calme, and cruel vengeance With sober grace, and goodly carriage :

stay. With equall measure she doth moderate They also doe, by his divine permission, The strong extremities of their outrage : Upon the thrones of mortal princes tend, That forward pair she ever would asswage, And often treat for pardon and remission

When they would strive due reason to exceed; To supplants through frailtie which offend; But that same froward twaine would accourage, Those did upou Marciliæ's throne attend :

And of her plenty adde unto their need: Just Dice, wise Eunonie, mild Eirene; So kept she them in order, and herself in heed. And them amongst, her glory to commend,

Sate goodly Temperance, in garments clene, $ 90. Mercy.

And sacred' Reverance, yborne of heavenly

strene. They, passing by, were guided by degree Unto the pressance of that gratious queen :

Some clerks doe doubt in their deviceful art, Who sate on high, that she might all men see, Whether this heavenly thing, whereof I treat, And might of all men royally be seene,

To weeten, wiercy, be of justice part, Upon a throne of gold full bright and sheene; or drawne forth from her by divine extreate. Adorned all with gemmes of endless price,

This well I wote; that sure she is as great, As either might for wealth have gotten heen,

And meriteth to have as high a place, Or could be fram'd by workman's rare device; Sith in th' Almightie's ererlasting seat And all enbost with lyons and with flowre-de

She first was bred, and borne of heavenly lice.

race ;

[of grace.

From thence pour'd down on men, by influence And over all her cloth of state was spred, Not of rich tissew, nor of cloth of gold,

For if that virtue be of that great might, Nor of aught else that may be richest red,

Which from just verdict will for nothing start, But like a cloud, as likest may be told,

But to preserve inviolated right, That her broad spreading wings did wide un

Oft spoils the principal to save the part;,

So much more then is that of powre and art, Whose skirts were bordered with bright Yet never doth for doom of right depart:

That seekes to save the subject of her skill, sunny beames, Glistring like gold, amongst the plights enrold,

As it is greater praise to save, than spill; And here and there shooting forth silver and better to reforme, than to cut off the ill.

streames, 'Mongst which crept the little angels through

91. Minerva. the glittering gleanies. Seemed those little angels did uphold,

Like as Minerva, being late return'd The cloth of state, and on their purpled wings

From slaughter of the giants conquered : Did bear the pendants, thro' their nimbless

Where proud Encelade, whose wide nosetrils bold,

burn'd Besides a thousand more of such, as sings

With breathed Aames, like to a furnace red,

Transfixed with his spear, down tumbled dead Hymnes to high God, and carols heavenly things,

From top of Hemus, by him heaped hie,

Hath loos'd her helmet from her lofty head, Encompassed the throne, on which she sate: She angel-like, the heir of ancient kings

And her Gorgonian shield gins to untie And mighty conquerors, in royal state,

From her left arme, to rest in glorious victorie. Whilst kings and Cæsars at her feet did them prostrate.

$ 92. Morning Thus she did sit in sovereign majestie, At last fair Hesperus, in his highest sky Holding a sceptre in her royal hand,

Had spent his lamp, and brought forth dawning The sacred pledge of peace and clemencie,

light, With which highGod had blest her happy land, Then up he rose, and clad him hastily; Maugre so many foes which did withstand. The dwarfe him brought his steed: so both

But at her feet her sword was likewise layd, away did fly. Whose long rest rusted the bright steely brand,

Another. Yet when as fues enforc't, or friends sought ayde,

[maide. Now when the rosy-finger'd morning faire, She could it sternly draw, that all the world dis- Weary of aged Tithon's saffron bed,


Had spred her purple robe through deawyaire, And bring us bale and bitter sorrowings, And the high hills Titan discovered,

Instead of comfort which we should emThe royal virgin shook her drowsy head.


This is the state of Cæsars and of kings.

Let none therefore that is in meaner place, At last the golden oriental gate

Too greatly grieve at any his unlucky case.
Of greatest heaven gan to open faire,
And Phæbus fresh, as bridegrome to his

$95. Night.

Where griesly Night, with visagedeadly sad, mate, Came dancing forth, shaking his deawy heare: That Phæbus' chearfull face durst never view, And hurles his glistering beams thro' gloomy She finds forth comeing from her darksome aire.

mew, Another.

Where she all day did hide her hated hew. Soon as the fiery streakes with purple beames Already harnessed for journey new,

Before the door her iron chariot stood, Disperse the shadowes of the misty night, And Titan playing on the easterne streames, That on their rusty bits did champ, as they were

And cole-black steeds yborneof hellish brood, Gan cleare the deawy aire with springing light:

wood. So soon as day, forth dawning from the east, Night's humid curtaine from the heavens with- By this, eternall lamps, where with high Jove drew,

Did light the world, were half yspent, And early calling forth both man and beast, And the moist daughters of huge Atlas shove Commanded them their daily workes renew. In the ocean deep to drive their wearied

rove, $ 93. Mountuin.

Now when as all the world in silence deep It was an hill plac'd in an open plaine,

Yshrowded was, and every mortal wight That round about was bordered with a wood

Was drowned in the depth of deadly sleep. Of matchless height, that seem'd th' earth to Night, thou foule mother of annoyance sad, disdaine,

Sister of heavy death, and nurse of woe, In which all trees of honour stately stood, Which was begot in heaven, but for thy bad And did all winter as in summer bud, And brutish shape, thrust down to hell beSpreading pavilions for the birds to bowre,

low, Which in the lowly branches sung aloud, Where, by the grim floud of Cocytus slowe, And in their tops the soaring haulke did That dwelling is Herebus' black hous, towre,

(Black Herebus, thy husband, is the foe Sitting like king of fowles in majesty and Of all the Gods) where thou ungracious, powre.

Half of thy days doest lead in horrour hedeous. And at the foot thereof, a gentle flood What had th' Eternal Maker need of thee, His silver waves did softly tumble down, The world in his continual course to keep,

Unmarrd with ragged moss or filthy mud; That doest all things deface, ne lettest see Ne mote wild beasts, ne mote the ruder clowne The beauties of his work? Indeed in sleep There to approach, ne filth mote therein The slothful body doth love to steep drowne :

Hislustless limbs, and drowne his baser mind; But nymphs and faeries by the bankes did sit, Duth praise thee oft, and oft from Stygian deep, In the wood shade, which did the waters Calls thee his goddess, in his errour blind, crowne,

And great dame Nature's hand-maid chearing Keeping all noisome things away from it, · And to the waters fall tuning their accents fit.

But well I wote, that to an heavy heart And on the top thereof a spatious plaine Thou art the root and nurse of bitter cares, Did spread itself, to serve to all delight,

Breeder of new, renewer of old smart; Either to dance, when they to dance would Instead of rest, thou lendest rayling tears, faine,

And dreadful visions, in the which alive, Or else to course about their bases light: The dreary image of sad death appears: Ne ought there wanted, which for pleasure So from the warie spirite thou dost drive might

Desired rest, and men of happiness deprive. Desired be, or thence to banish bale: So pleasantly the hill, with equal height,

Under thy mantle black there hidden lye, Did seem to overlook the lowly vale,

Light-shunning theft, and trayterous intent, Therefore it rightlycleeped was Mount Acidale. Shameful deceipt, and danger iminent

Abhorred bloudshed, and vile felony,

: Foule horror, and eke hellish dreriment: $94. Mutability.

All these (I wote) in thy protection bee, Such is the weakness of all mortall hope; And light doe shunne, for fear being shent: So fickle is the state of earthly things,

For, light ylike is loth'd of them and thec, That ere they come into their aimed scope, And all that lewdness love, doe hate the light to They fall so short of our fraile reckonings,

every kind.



For day discovers all dishonest wayes, And ever drizling raine upon the loft, And sheweth each thing as it is indeed ; Mixt with a murmuring wind, much like the The prayses of high God he fair displayes,

sound And his large bounty rightly doth areed, Of swarming bees, did cast him in a swoone : Days blessed children be the blessed seed, No other noise, nor peoples troublous cryes, Which darkness shall subdue, and heaven As still are wont t'annoy the walled town, win:

Might there be heard: but careless quiet lies, Truth is his daughter, he her first did breed, Wrapt in eternal silence, farre from enemies.

Most sacred virgin, without spot or sin :
Our life is day; but death with darkness doth

$ 98. Tyger.

As when two tygers, pinch'd with hunger's Now gan the humid vapour shed the ground rage, With pearly dew, and the earth's gloomy shade Have by good fortune found some beast's fresh

Did dim the brightness of the welkin round, spoyle, That every bird and beast awarned made

On which they ween their famin to asswage, To shrowd themselves, while sleep their senses Both falling out, do stir up strife-full broyle,

And gaine a feastful guerdon of their toyle, did invade,

And cruel battell'twixt themselves do make, Occasion.

Whiles neither lets the other touch the spoyle, And him behind, a wicked hagg did stalke,

But either 'sdeignes with other to partake. In ragged robes, and filthy disarray ;

Another. Her other leg was lame, that she no'te walk,

As when a tyger and a lyoness But on a staff her feeble steps did stay;

Are met a spoyling of some hungry prey, Her locks, that loathly were, and hoary grey, Both challenge it with equal greediness : Grew all afore, and loosely hung unrollid;

But first the tyger clawes thereon did lay; But all behind was bald, and worn away,

And therefore, loth to loos her right away, That none thereof could ever taken hold, And eke her face ill-favour’d, full of wrinkles To which the lyon strongly doth gainsay,

Doth in defence thereof full stoutly stond, old.

That she to hunt the beast first took in hond: And ever as she went, her tongue did walk and therefore ought it have, wherever she it In foul reproach, and terms of foul despight,

found. Provoking him, by her outrageous talk,

$99. Winds. To heap more vengeance on that wretched wight.

Like as a boist'rous wind, Sometimes she raught him stones, wherewith which in th' earth's hollow caves hath long to smite,

been hid, Sometimes her staff, tho' it her own leg were, And shut up fast within her prisons blind, Withouten which she could not go upright; Makes the huge element against her kind Ne evil means she did forbear,

To move, and tremble as it were aghast, That might him move to wrath, and indigna- Until that it an issue forth may find, tion reare.

Then forth it breakes, and with his furions

blast $97. Palace of Sleep.

Confounds both land and seas, and sky doth To Morpheus' house doth hastily repaire : Amid the bowels of the earth full steep And lowe, where dawning day doth never

$ 100. Sun.

As when two Suns appear in th' azure sky, peep, His dwelling is ; there Thetys his wet bed Mounted in Phæbus' chariot fierie bright: Doth ever wash, and Cynthia still doth steep Both darting forth faire beames to each man's In silver dew his ever drouping head,

eye, Whiles sad night over him her mantle black and both adorn'd with lamps of Aaming light, doth spread.

All that behold such strange prodigious sight,

Nut knowing nature's work, nor what to Whose double gates he findeth locked fast,

weene, The one fair fram'd with burnish'd ivory, The other all with silver overcast;

Are wrapt with wonder and with rare af.

fright. And wakefull dogges before them farre doe lye, Watching to banish Care their enemy,

$ 101. Phaeton. Who oft is wont to trouble gentle sleep.

Exceeding shone, like Phæbus' fairest By them the spright doth pass in quietly,

childe, And unto Morpheus comes, whom drowned That did presume his father's fierie waine, deep,

And flaming mouthes of steeds unwonted In drowsie fit he finds of nothing he takes keep.

wild, And more to lull himn in his slumbers soft, Thro' highest heaven with weaker hand to A trickling stream from high rock tumbling raine, down,

Proud of such glory and advancement vaide,


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