Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward; And, when she wakt, he wayted diligent, With humble service to her will prepard: From her fayre eyes he took commandëment, And ever by her lookes conceived her intent. [Archimago, learning of the whereabouts of Una, assumes the arms and appearance of the Red Cross Knight, and, being too fearful of the lion to join her, -approaches near enough to her to be seen. Una seeing, as she supposes, him whom she has sought through wide deserts, and with great toil and peril, goes up to him in joy and humbleness, while Archimago, feigning to be her Knight, greets her with words of welcome and vows of faithful service.] XXX. His lovely words her seemd due recompence Before her stands her Knight, for whom she toyld so sore. XXXI. Much like, as when the beaten marinere, And scorching flames of fierce Orions hound; His chearfull whistle merily doth sound, And Nereus crownes with cups; his mates him pledge around. XXXII. Such ioy made Una, when her Knight she found; And eke th' Enchanter ioyous seemde no lesse Then the glad marchant, that does vew from ground His ship far come from watrie wildernesse; He hurles out vowes, and Neptune oft doth blesse. So forth they past; and all the way they spent Discoursing of her dreadful late distresse, In which he askt her, what the lyon ment; Who told her all that fell, in iourney as she went. XXXIII. They had not ridden far, when they might see When his hot ryder spurd his chauffed side; [Archimago, in the guise of the Red Cross Knight, thus journeying with Una meets a Paynim, or Saracen, named Sansloy. Sansloy attacks Archimago, who is overthrown. When he is unhelmed, Una sees to her surprise the face of Archimago instead of that of the Red Cross Knight. The Paynim, leaving Archimago dying, rudely approaches Una and drags her from her palfrey. The poet then describes the combat of the Paynim with the lion.] XLI. But her fiers servant, full of kingly aw And high disdaine, whenas his soveraine Dame With gaping iawes full greedy at him came, XLII. O then, too weake and feeble was the forse And launcht his lordly hart: with death opprest He ror'd aloud, whiles life forsooke his stubborne brest. XLIII. Who now is left to keepe the forlorne Maid Beares her away upon his courser light Her prayers naught prevaile; his rage is more of might. XLIV. And all the way, with great lamenting paine, More mild in beastly kind, then that her beastly foe. [After many mishaps and adventures the Book ends with the happy union of the Red Cross Knight and Una; the marriage of Holiness and Truth.] BOOK II. CANTO VI. THE STORY OF SIR GUYON, OR THE KNIGHT OF Guyon is of immodest Merth Fights with Chymochles, whiles his bro- I. A harder lesson to learne Continence [Cymochles having met a damsel who represents intemperate pleasure, is tempted by her to neglect duty in inglorious idleness and self-indulgence. He falls under the spell of her blandishments and his coming under her allurements to the Idle Lake, the home of pleasure, is thus described:] XI. Whiles thus she talked, and whiles thus she toyd, Whose pleasaunce she him shewde, and plentifull great store. XII. It was a chosen plott of fertile land, And smelling sweete, but there it might be fownd To bud out faire, and throwe her sweete smels al around. XIII. No tree whose braunches did not bravely spring; |