And now together on their way they bin, With many bitter teares fhed from his blubbred eyne. XIV. To whom as they approched, they espide XV. "Ah! woe is me, and well away," quoth hee Bursting forth teares like springs out of a banke, "That ever I this difmall day did fee! Full farre was I from thinking fuch a pranke; XIV. 7. flam'd] Being inflamed. CHURCH. XV. 2. Bursting forth teares like Springs out of a banke,] This is tranflated from Homer, who reprefents Agamemnon, Il. . 14, and Patroclus, Il. . 3, pouring forth tears like springs bursting from a rock, ὥσε κρήνη μελάνυδρος, Η τε κάτ ̓ ἀιγίλιπος πέτρης διαφερὸν χέει ὕδωρ, UPTON, XV. 4. Such a pranke;] Prank is, in general, ufed as a word of levity. Nevertheless, it appears in Cotgrave's Dictionary that the word was alfo formerly employed in the ferious fignification of great injury or mischief, Yet litle loffe it were, and mickle thanke, But that I should die guiltie of the blame, The which another did who now is fled with fhame." XVI. "Who was it then," fayd Artegall, wrought? "that And why? doe it declare unto me trew." "A Knight," said he, "if Knight he may be thought, That did his hand in Ladies bloud embrew, And for no caufe, but as I fhall you fhew. This day as I in folace fate hereby With a fayre Love whofe loffe I now do rew, There came this Knight, having in companie This luckleffe Ladie which now here doth headleffe lie. XVII. "He, whether mine feem'd fayrer in his eye, Or that he wexed weary of his owne, Would change with me; but did it denye, and is accordingly translated malefice. See Cotgrave in V. Pranke. TODD. XV. 7. That I mote drinke the cup whereof she dranke;] This expreffion is not only in the Scriptures, (Matt. xxvi. 39, If. li. 17, Pfalm lxxv. 8,) for Plautus ufes it, Cafn. A. v. S. ii. "Ut fenex hoc eodem poculo, quo ego bibi, biberet." UPTON. So did the Ladies both, as may be knowne: But he, whofe fpirit was with pride upblowne, Would not fo reft contented with his right; But, having from his courfer her downe throwne, Fro me reft mine away by lawleffe might, And on his fteed her fet to beare her out of fight. XVIII. "Which when his Ladie faw, fhe follow'd fast, And on him catching hold gan loud to crie Not fo to leave her nor away to cast, But rather of his hand befought to die: With that his fword he drew all wrathfully, And at one stroke cropt off her head with fcorne, In that fame place whereas it now doth lie. So he my Love away with him hath borne, And left me here both his and mine owne Love to morne. " XIX. "Aread," fayd he; "which way then did he make? And by what markes may he be knowne againe ?" "To hope," quoth he, take, "him foone to over That hence fo long departed, is but vaine: And as I marked bore upon his fhield, By which it's easie him to know againe, A broken fword within a bloodie field; Expreffing well his nature which the fame did wield." XX. No fooner fayd, but ftreight he after sent went: For he was swift as fwallow in her flight, And ftrong as lyon in his lordly might. It was not long before he overtooke Sir Sanglier, (fo cleeped was that Knight,) Whom at the firft he gheffed by his looke, And by the other markes which of his shield he tooke. XXI. He bad him stay and backe with him retire; Who, full of fcorne to be commaunded fo, The Lady to alight did eft require, Whileft he reformed that uncivill fo; go: And ftreight at him with all his force did Who mov'd no more therewith, then when a rocke Is lightly fricken with fome ftones throw; But to him leaping lent him fuch a knocke, That on the ground he layd him like a fenceleffe blocke. XXII. But, ere he could himfelfe recure againe, That when he wak't out of his wareleffe paine, That lim he could not wag: thence he him lad, Bound like a beaft appointed to the stall: The fight whereof the Lady fore adrad, And fain'd to fly for feare of being thrall; But he her quickly ftayd, and forft to wend withall. XXIII. When to the place they came where Artegall By that fame carefull Squire did then abide, He gently gan him to demaund of all That did betwixt him and that Squire betide : Who with fterne countenance and indignant pride Did aunfwere, that of all he guiltleffe ftood, And his accufer thereuppon defide; For neither he did fhed that Ladies bloud, Nor tooke his Love, but his owne proper away good. XXIV. Well did the Squire perceive himselfe too weake To aunfwere his defiaunce in the field, XXII. 3. pain of which he was not aware. his wareleffe paine,] His CHURCH. |