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Ixlii Thence passing forth, they shortly do arrive, Whereas the Bowre of Blisse was situate; A place pickt out by choice of best alive, That natures worke by art can imitate: In which what ever in this worldly state Is sweet, and pleasing unto living sense, Or that may dayntiest fantasie aggrate, Was poured forth with plentifull dispence, And made there to abound with lavish affluence.xliii Goodly it was enclosed round about, Aswell their entred guests to keepe within, As those unruly beasts to hold without; Yet was the fence thereof but weake and thin; Nought feard their force, that fortilage to win, But wisdomes powre, and temperaunces might, By which the mightiest things efforced bin: And eke the gate was wrought of substaunce light, Rather for pleasure, then for battery or Yt framed was of precious yvory, That seemd a worke of admirable wit; And therein all the famous history Of Jason and Medaea was ywrit; Her mighty charmes, her furious loving fit, His goodly conquest of the golden fleece, His falsed faith, and love too lightly flit, The wondred Argo, which in venturous peece First through the Euxine seas bore all the flowr of Ye might have seene the frothy billowes fry Under the ship, as thorough them she went, That seemd the waves were into yvory, Or yvory into the waves were sent; And other where the snowy substaunce sprent With vermell, like the boyes bloud therein shed, A piteous spectacle did represent, And otherwhiles with gold besprinkeled; Yt seemd th'enchaunted flame, which did Cre{:u}sa All this, and more might in that goodly gate Be red; that ever open stood to all, Which thither came: but in the Porch there sate A comely personage of stature tall, And semblaunce pleasing, more then naturall, That travellers to him seemd to entize; His looser garment to the ground did fall, And flew about his heeles in wanton wize, Not fit for speedy pace, or manly exercize.xlvii They in that place him Genius did call: Not that celestiall powre, to whom the care Of life, and generation of all That lives, pertaines in charge particulare, Who wondrous things concerning our welfare, And straunge phantomes doth let us oft forsee, And oft of secret ill bids us beware: That is our Selfe, whom though we do not see, Yet each doth in him selfe it well perceive to bee.xlviii Therefore a God him sage Antiquity Did wisely make, and good Agdistes call: But this same was to that quite contrary, The foe of life, that good envyes to all, That secretly doth us procure to fall, Through guilefull semblaunts, which he make us see. He of this Gardin had the governall, And Pleasures porter was devizd to bee, Holding a staffe in hand for more With diverse flowres he daintily was deckt, And strowed round about, and by his side A mighty Mazer bowle of wine was set, As if it had to him bene sacrifide; Wherewith all new-come guests he gratifide: So did he eke Sir Guyon passing by: But he his idle curtesie defide, And overthrew his bowle disdainfully; And broke his staffe, with which he charmed semblants sly.l Thus being entred, they behold around A large and spacious plaine, on every side Strowed with pleasauns, whose faire grassy ground Mantled with greene, and goodly beautifide With all the ornaments of Floraes pride, Wherewith her mother Art, as halfe in scorne Of niggard Nature, like a pompous bride Did decke her, and too lavishly adorne, When forth from virgin bowre she comes in th'early Thereto the Heavens alwayes Joviall, Lookt on them lovely, still in stedfast state, Ne suffred storme nor frost on them to fall, Their tender buds or leaves to violate, Nor scorching heat, nor cold intemperate T'afflict the creatures, which therein did dwelle But the milde aire with season moderate Gently attempred, and disposd so well, That still it breathed forth sweet spirit and holesome More sweet and holesome, then the pleasaunt hill Of Rhodope, on which the Nimphe, that bore A gyaunt babe, her selfe for griefe did kill; Or the Thessalian Tempe, where of yore Faire Daphne Phoebus hart with love did gore; Or Ida, where the Gods lov'd to repaire, When ever they their heavenly bowres forlore; Or sweet Parnasse, the haunt of Muses faire; Or Eden selfe, if ought with Eden mote Much wondred Guyon at the faire aspect Of that sweet place, yet suffred no delight To sincke into his sence, nor mind affect, But passed forth, and lookt still forward right, Bridling his will, and maistering his might: Till that he came unto another gate, No gate, but like one, being goodly dight With boughes and braunches, which did broad dilate Their clasping armes, in wanton wreathings So fashioned a Porch with rare device, Archt over head with an embracing vine, Whose bounches hanging downe, seemed to entice All passers by, to tast their lushious wine, And did themselves into their hands incline, As freely offering to be gathered: Some deepe empurpled as the Hyacine, Some as the Rubine, laughing sweetly red, Some like faire Emeraudes, not yet well And them amongst, some were of burnisht gold, So made by art, to beautifie the rest, Which did themselves emongst the leaves enfold, As lurking from the vew of covetous guest, That the weake bowes, with so rich load opprest, Did bow adowne, as over-burdened. Under that Porch a comely dame did rest, Clad in faire weedes, but fowle disordered, And garments loose, that seemd unmeet for In her left hand a Cup of gold she held, And with her right the riper fruit did reach, Whose sappy liquor, that with fulnesse sweld, Into her cup she scruzd, with daintie breach Of her fine fingers, without fowle empeach, That so faire wine-presse made the wine more sweet: Thereof she usd to give to drinke to each, Whom passing by she happened to meet: It was her guise, all Straungers goodly so to So she to Guyon offred it to tast; Who taking it out of her tender hond, The cup to ground did violently cast, That all in peeces it was broken fond, And with the liquor stained all the lond: Whereat Excesse exceedingly was wroth, Yet no'te the same amend, ne yet withstond, But suffered him to passe, all were she loth. Who nought regarding her displeasure forward goth.lviii There the most daintie Paradise on ground, It selfe doth offer to his sober eye, In which all pleasures plenteously abound, And none does others happinesse envye; The painted flowres, the trees upshooting hye, The dales for shade, the hilles for breathing space, The trembling groves, the Christall running by; And that, which all faire workes doth most aggrace, The art, which all that wrought, appeared in no One would have thought, (so cunningly, the rude, And scorned parts were mingled with the fine,) That nature had for wantonesse ensude Art, and that Art at nature did repine; So striving each th'other to undermine, Each did the others worke more beautifie; So diff'ring both in willes, agreed in fine: So all agreed through sweete diversitie, This Gardin to adorne with all And in the midst of all, a fountaine stood, Of richest substaunce, that on earth might bee, So pure and shiny, that the silver flood Through every channell running one might see; Most goodly it with curious imageree Was over-wrought, and shapes of naked boyes, Of which some seemd with lively jollitee, To fly about, playing their wanton toyes, Whilest others did them selves embay in liquid And over all, of purest gold was spred, A trayle of yvie in his native hew: For the rich mettall was so coloured, That wight, who did not well avis'd it vew, Would surely deeme it to be yvie trew: Low his lascivious armes adown did creepe, That themselves dipping in the silver dew, Their fleecy flowres they tenderly did steepe, Which drops of Christall seemd for wantones to Infinit streames continually did well Out of this fountaine, sweet and faire to see, The which into an ample laver fell, And shortly grew to so great quantitie, That like a little lake it seemd to bee: Whose depth exceeded not three cubits hight, That through the waves one might the bottom see, All pav'd beneath with Jaspar shining bright, That seemd the fountaine in that sea did sayle upright.lxiii And all the margent round about was set, With shady Laurell trees, thence to defend The sunny beames, which on the billowes bet, And those which therein bathed, mote offend. As Guyon hapned by the same to wend, Two naked Damzelles he therein espyde, Which therein bathing, seemed to contend, And wrestle wantonly, ne car'd to hyde, Their dainty parts from vew of any, which them Sometimes the one would lift the other quight Above the waters, and then downe againe Her plong, as over maistered by might, Where both awhile would covered remaine, And each the other from to rise restraine; The whiles their snowy limbes, as through a vele, So through the Christall waves appeared plaine: Then suddeinly both would themselves unhele, And th'amarous sweet spoiles to greedy eyes As that faire Starre, the messenger of morne, His deawy face out of the sea doth reare: Or as the Cyprian goddesse, newly borne Of th'Oceans fruitfull froth, did first appeare: Such seemed they, and so their yellow heare Christalline humour dropped downe apace. Whom such when Guyon saw, he drew him neare, And somewhat gan relent his earnest pace, His stubborne brest gan secret pleasaunce to The wanton Maidens him espying, stood Gazing a while at his unwonted guise; Then th'one her selfe low ducked in the flood, Abasht, that her a straunger did a vise: But th'other rather higher did arise, And her two lilly paps aloft displayd, And all, that might his melting hart entise To her delights, she unto him bewrayd: The rest hid underneath, him more desirous made.lxvii With that, the other likewise up arose, And her faire lockes, which formerly were bownd Up in one knot, she low adowne did lose: Which flowing long and thick, her cloth'd arownd, And th'yvorie in golden mantle gownd: So that faire spectacle from him was reft, Yet that, which reft it, no lesse faire was fownd: So hid in lockes and waves from lookers theft, Nought but her lovely face she for his looking left.lxviii Withall she laughed, and she blusht withall, That blushing to her laughter gave more grace, And laughter to her blushing, as did fall: Now when they spide the knight to slacke his pace, Them to behold, and in his sparkling face The secret signes of kindled lust appeare, Their wanton meriments they did encreace, And to him beckned, to approch more neare, And shewd him many sights, that courage cold could On which when gazing him the Palmer saw, He much rebukt those wandring eyes of his, And counseld well, him forward thence did draw. Now are they come nigh to the Bowre of blis Of her fond favorites so nam'd amis: When thus the Palmer;
Now Sir, well avise; For here the end of all our travell is: Here wonnes Acrasia, whom we must surprise, Else she will slip away, and all our drift Eftsoones they heard a most melodious sound, Of all that mote delight a daintie eare, Such as attonce might not on living ground, Save in this Paradise, be heard elswhere: Right hard it was, for wight, which did it heare, To read, what manner musicke that mote bee: For all that pleasing is to living eare, Was there consorted in one harmonee, Birdes, voyces, instruments, windes, waters, all The joyous birdes shrouded in chearefull shade, Their notes unto the voyce attempred sweet; Th'Angelicall soft trembling voyces made To th'instruments divine respondence meet: The silver sounding instruments did meet With the base murmure of the waters fall: The waters fall with difference discreet, Now soft, now loud, unto the wind did call: The gentle warbling wind low answered to all.lxxii There, whence that Musick seemed heard to bee, Was the faire Witch her selfe now solacing, With a new Lover, whom through sorceree And witchcraft, she from farre did thither bring: There she had him now layd a slombering, In secret shade, after long wanton joyes: Whilst round about them pleasauntly did sing Many faire Ladies, and lascivious boyes, That ever mixt their song with light licentious toyes.lxxiii And all that while, right over him she hong, With her false eyes fast fixed in his sight, As seeking medicine, whence she was stong, Or greedily depasturing delight: And oft inclining downe with kisses light, For feare of waking him, his lips bedewd, And through his humid eyes did sucke his spright, Quite molten into lust and pleasure lewd; Wherewith she sighed soft, as if his case she rewd.lxxiv The whiles some one did chaunt this lovely lay; Ah see, who so faire thing doest faine to see, In springing flowre the image of thy day; Ah see the Virgin Rose, how sweetly shee Doth first peepe forth with bashfull modestee, That fairer seemes, the lesse ye see her may; So see soone after, how more bold and free Her bared bosome she doth broad display; Loe see soone after, how she fades, and falles So passeth, in the passing of a day, Of mortall life the leafe, the bud, the flowre, Ne more doth flourish after first decay, That earst was sought to decke both bed and bowre, Of many a Ladie, and many a Paramowre: Gather therefore the Rose, whilest yet is prime, For soone comes age, that will her pride deflowre: Gather the Rose of love, whilest yet is time, Whilest loving thou mayst loved be with equall crime.lxxvi He ceast, and then gan all the quire of birdes Their diverse notes t'attune unto his lay, As in approvance of his pleasing words. The constant paire heard all, that he did say, Yet swarved not, but kept their forward way, Through many covert groves, and thickets close, In which they creeping did at last display That wanton Ladie, with her lover lose, Whose sleepie head she in her lap did soft dispose.lxxvii Upon a bed of Roses she was layd, As faint through heat, or dight to pleasant sin, And was arayd, or rather disarayd, All in a vele of silke and silver thin, That hid no whit her alablaster skin, But rather shewd more white, if more might bee: More subtile web Arachne can not spin, Nor the fine nets, which oft we woven see Of scorched deaw, do not in th'aire more lightly flee.lxxviii Her snowy brest was bare to readie spoyle, Of hungry eies, which n'ote therewith be fild, And yet through languour of her late sweet toyle, Few drops, more cleare then Nectar, forth distild, That like pure Orient perles adowne it trild, And her faire eyes sweet smyling in delight, Moystened their fierie beames, with which she thrild Fraile harts, yet quenched not; like starry light Which sparckling on the silent waves, does seeme more bright.lxxix The young man sleeping by her, seemd to bee Some goodly swayne of honorable place, That certes it great pittie was to see Him his nobilitie so foule deface; A sweet regard, and amiable grace, Mixed with manly sternnesse did appeare Yet sleeping, in his well proportiond face, And on his tender lips the downy heare Did now but freshly spring, and silken blossomes His warlike armes, the idle instruments Of sleeping praise, were hong upon a tree, And his brave shield, full of old moniments, Was fowly ra'st, that none the signes might see; Ne for them, ne for honour cared hee, Ne ought, that did to his advauncement tend, But in lewd loves, and wastfull luxuree, His dayes, his goods, his bodie he did spend: O horrible enchantment, that him so did blend.lxxxi The noble Elfe, and carefull Palmer drew So nigh them, minding nought, but lustfull game, That suddein forth they on them rusht, and threw A subtile net, which onely for the same The skilfull Palmer formally did frame. So held them under fast, the whiles the rest Fled all away for feare of fowler shame. The faire Enchauntresse, so unwares opprest, Tryde all her arts, and all her sleights, thence out to wrest.lxxxii And eke her lover strove: but all in vaine; For that same net so cunningly was wound, That neither guile, nor force might it distraine. They tooke them both, and both them strongly bound In captive bandes, which there they readie found: But her in chaines of adamant he tyde; For nothing else might keepe her safe and sound; But Verdant (so he hight) he soone untyde, And counsell sage in steed thereof to him applyde.lxxxiii But all those pleasant bowres and Pallace brave, Guyon broke downe, with rigour pittilesse; Ne ought their goodly workmanship might save Them from the tempest of his wrathfulnesse, But that their blisse he turn'd to balefulnesse: Their groves he feld, their gardins did deface, Their arbers spoyle, their Cabinets suppresse, Their banket houses burne, their buildings race, And of the fairest late, now made the fowlest place.lxxxiv Then led they her away, and eke that knight They with them led, both sorrowfull and sad: The way they came, the same retourn'd they right, Till they arrived, where they lately had Charm'd those wild-beasts, that rag'd with furie mad. Which now awaking, fierce at them gan fly, As in their mistresse reskew, whom they lad; But them the Palmer soone did pacify. Then Guyon askt, what meant those beastes, which there did ly.lxxxv Said he,
These seeming beasts are men indeed, Whom this Enchauntresse hath transformed thus, Whylome her lovers, which her lusts did feed, Now turned into figures hideous, According to their mindes like monstruous. Sad end (quoth he) of life intemperate, And mournefull meed of joyes delicious: But Palmer, if it mote thee so aggrate, Let them returned be unto their former state.lxxxvi Streight way he with his vertuous staffe them strooke, And streight of beasts they comely men became; Yet being men they did unmanly looke, And stared ghastly, some for inward shame, And some for wrath, to see their captive Dame: But one above the rest in speciall, That had an hog beene late, hight Grille by name, Repined greatly, and did him miscall, That had from hoggish forme him brought to naturall.lxxxvii Said Guyon,
See the mind of beastly man, That hath so soone forgot the excellence Of his creation, when he life began, That now he chooseth, with vile difference, To be a beast, and lacke intelligence. To whom the Palmer thus,
The donghill kind Delights in filth and foule incontinence: Let Grill be Grill, and have his hoggish mind, But let us hence depart, whilest wether serves and wind.
Form: ababbcbcc .1"The second day ther came in a Palmer bearing an Infant with bloody hands, whose Parents he complained to have bene slayne by an Enchaunteresse called Acrasia: and therfore craved of the Faery Queene to appoint him some knight, to performe that adventure, which being assigned to Sir Guyon, he presently went forth with that same Palmer: which is the beginning of the second booke and the whole subject thereof" ("Letter to Ralegh").
Having successfully resisted the assaults of ire and concupiscence, passed through the temptations of the Cave of Mammon, sojourned for a time in the House of Alma, and passed over dangerous seas,
Guyon, with his Palmer (who represents reason and providential care), arrives in the realm of Acrasia, whose Bower is surrounded by wild beasts, her transformed victims.
Spenser's description of the Bower owes a good deal to Tasso's description of the abode of the enchantress Armida in Gerusalemne Liberata,
VI.
Both Armida and Acrasia are derived from the allegorical interpretations of Homer's Circe,
Odyssey,
.7. aggrate: please. 12.xliii.5. fortilage: fortress. -xlv.
Jason was the captain of the Argonauts, who captured the Golden Fleece from Colchis, east of the Black (Euxine) Sea.
Medea, daughter of the king of Colchis and (like Acrasia) an enchantress, fell in love with Jason and aided him\; in order to delay her father's pursuit of the Argonauts, she slew her brother Absyrtes and strewed his limbs behind them (xlv.6).
Jason abandoned her for the daughter of the king of Corinth (Spenser's "Creusa"), and in her rage Medea murdered her rival with a poisoned garment, which caught fire when worn, and destroyed her own children.
See Euripides' Medea, xlvii.l.
Genius:
Spenser's account of the true Genius is based on Natalis Comes,
Mythologiae, where he is described as presiding over generation and the care of all life. 12.xlvii.6. phantomes.
According to Natalis Comes,
Genius guides men by "spectra et imagines." 12.xlvii.8. our Selfe.
Genius is born "with us" (Comes)\;
Virgil's name for a man's attendant spirit is Manes. 12.xlviii.2.
Agdistes: the name comes through Natalis Comes, from other sources\; "Agdistis" was originally a Phrygian Mother-goddess. .l-4.
Genius was worshipped with gardens of flowers and libations of wine (Natalis Comes). .3. mazer: hardwood. 12.1.3. plesauns: gardens. .2.
Rhodope: an allusion to an obscure myth, referred to by Ovid and Plutarch, of a nymph of Thrace who, having borne a giant to Neptune, compared herself to Juno and was for her presumption turned unto a mountain. .5.
Daphne: a nymph, daughter of the river Peneus in the Vale of Tempe, who, pursued by Apollo, was turned unto a laurel.
See Ovid,
Metamorphoses,
I, 452-567. .6.
Ida: a mountain near Troy, from which, in the
Iiad,
Zeus watches the Trojan war. .7.
Hyacine: jacinth. .4. scruzd: squeezed. breach: crushing. .5. empeach: injury. .3. ensude: imitated. .7. in fine: in the end. .3. laver: basin. .8. unhele: disclose. .3. the Cyprian goddess:
Venus. 12.lxxiii.4. depasturing: feeding on. 12.lxxiv-lxxv.
The rose-song is paraphrased from Tasso,
Cer.
Lib.,
VI, 14-15 . 12.lxxvii.7.
Arachne: the Lydian maiden who challenged Athena to a contest in weaving. .3. old moniments: the achievements of his family inscribed on his coat of arms. .9. blend: blind. 12.lxxxi.4.
A subtile net: like the net in which Vulcan caught Venus and Mars.
See Ovid,
Metamorphoses,
IV, 171-84. 12.lxxxi.5. formally: expressly, especially. 12.lxxxvi.7.
Grille.
In Plutarch's dialogue concerning reason in brutes,
Gryllus, one of the companions of Ulysses, transformed into a hog by Circe, refuses to be restored to human shape.
