XLI. Much was the man encumb'red with his hold, Ne wist yet, how his talons to unfold; It booted nought to think to rob him of his prey. XLII. Tho when he saw no power might prevail, XLIII. The other foot, fast fixèd on his shield, Whenas no strength nor strokes mote him constrain And made such way, that hew'd it quite in twain; XLIV. For grief thereof and devilish despite, From his infernal furnace forth he threw Huge flames, that dimmèd all the heaven's light, Doth belch out flames, and rocks in pieces broke, And ragged ribs of mountain molten new, Enwrapt in coalblack clouds and filthy smoke, That all the land with stench, and heaven with horror choke. XLV. The heat whereof, and harmful pestilence, So sore him 'noy'd, that forced him to retire A little backward for his best defence, To save his body from the scorching fire, His nigh forwearied feeble feet did slide, And down he fell, with dread of shame sore terrified. XLVI. There grew a goodly tree him fair beside, With His Almighty hand, and did it call The Tree of Life, the crime of our first father's fall. XLVII. In all the world like was not to be found, Save in that soil, where all good things did grow, And freely sprang out of the fruitful ground, As incorrupted Nature did them sow, Another like fair tree eke grew thereby, Whereof whoso did eat, eftsoones did know That tree through one man's fault hath done us all to die! XLVIII. From that first tree forth flow'd, as from a well, A trickling stream of balm, most sovereign As it had dewèd been with timely rain; Life and long health that gracious ointment gave; The senseless corse appointed for the grave; Into that same he fell, which did from death him save. XLIX. For nigh thereto the ever damned beast Durst not approach, for he was deadly made, By this the drooping Day-light gan to fade, L. When gentle Una saw the second fall Of her dear knight, who, weary of long fight, And faint through loss of blood, moved not at all, But lay, as in a dream of deep delight, Besmear'd with precious balm, whose virtuous might And watch the noyous night, and wait for joyous day. LI. The joyous day gan early to appear; With rosy cheeks, for shame as blushing red; LII. Then freshly up arose the doughty knight, LIII. And in his first encounter, gaping wide, He thought at once him to have swallow'd quite, Ran through his mouth with so impórtune might, That deep empierced his darksome hollow maw, And, back retired, his life-blood forth withall did draw. LIV. So down he fell, and forth his life did breathe, So down he fell, that th' earth him underneath So down he fell, as an huge rocky clift, LV. The knight himself even trembled at his fall, Durst not approach for dread which she misdeem'd ; She saw not stir, off-shaking vain affright She nigher drew, and saw that joyous end: Then God she praised, and thank'd her faithful knight, That had achieved so great a conquest by his might. BOADICEA. BY WILLIAM COWPER. WHEN the British warrior queen, Sage beneath the spreading oak, "Princess! if our aged eyes Weep upon thy matchless wrongs, "Tis because resentment ties All the terrors of our tongues. |