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Cant. II.
That they his mothers innocence may tell,As she bequeathd in her last testament;That as a sacred Symbole it may dwellIn her sonnes flesh, to mind reuengement,And be for all chaste Dames an endlesse moniment.
He hearkned to his reason, and the childeVptaking, to the Palmer gaue to beare;But his sad fathers armes with blood defilde,An heauie load himselfe did lightly reare,And turning to that place, in which whyleareHe left his loftie steed with golden sell,And goodly gorgeous barbes, him found not theare.By other accident that earst befell,He is conuaide, but how or where, here fits not tell.
Which when Sir Guyon saw, all were he wroth,Yet algates mote he soft himselfe appease,And fairely fare on foot, how euer loth;His double burden did him sore disease.So long they traueiled with litle ease,Till that at last they to a Castle came,Built on a rocke adioyning to the seas,It was an auncient worke of antique frame,And wondrous strong by nature, and by skilfull frame.
Therein three sisters dwelt of sundry sort,The children of one syre by mothers three;Who dying whylome did diuide this fortTo them by equall shares in equall fee:But stryfull mind, and diuerse qualiteeDrew them in partes, and each made others foe:Still did they striue, and daily disagree;The eldest did against the youngest goe,And both against the middest meant to worken woe.
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