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We always work as a team to achieve this. Our other objectives are to: 1. Ensure that all our products reach their destination quickly in a safe and secure manner 2. Answer to all our customer queries within 24 hours 3. Ensure that our customers are happy with their purchases 4. So fickle be the Terms of mortal State, And full of subtle Sophisms, which do play With double Senses, and with false Debate, T' approve the unknown purpose of eternal Fate. Too true the famous Marinell it found, Who through late trial, on that wealthy Strond Inglorious now lies in sensless Swoond, Through heavy Stroke of Britomartis' hond; Which when his Mother dear did understond, And heavy Tidings heard, where-as she play'd Amongst her watry Sisters by a Pond, Gathering sweet Daffadillies, to have made Bay Garlands, from the Sun their Foreheads fair to shade: Eftsoons both flowers and Garlands far away She flong, and her fair dewy Locks yrent, To Sorrow huge she turn'd her former Play, And gamesome Mirth to grievous Dreriment: She threw her self down on the Continent, Ne word did speak, but lay as in a Swoon, Whiles all her Sisters did for her lament, With yelling Out-cries, and with shrieking Sound; And every one did tear her Garland from her Crown.

Soon as she up out of her deadly Fit Arose, she bad her chariot to be brought, And all her Sisters, that with her did sit, Bad eke at once their Chariots to be sought: Tho, full of bitter Grief and pensive Thought, She to her Waggon clomb; clomb all the rest, And forth together went, with Sorrow fraught. Great Neptune stood amazed at their sight, Whiles on his broad round Back they softly slid, And eke himself mourn'd at their mournful Plight; Yet wist not what their wailing meant, yet did, For great Compassion of their Sorrow, bid His mighty Waters to them buxom be: Eftsoons the roaring Billows still abid, And all the griesly Monsters of the Sea Stood gaping at their Gate, and wondred them to see.

A Teme of Dolphins ranged in array, Drew the smooth Chariot of sad Cymoent; They were all taught by Triton, to obey To the long Trains, at her commaundement: As swift as Swallows on the Waves they went, That their broad flaggy Fins no Foam did rear, Ne bubbling Roundell they behind them sent; The rest, of other Fishes drawen were, Which with their finny Oars the swelling Sea did shear. Soon as they been arriv'd upon the Brim Of the Rich strond, their Chariots they forlore, And let their temed Fishes softly swim Along the Margent of the foamy Shore, Lest they their Fins should bruise, and surbate sore Their tender Feet upon the stony Ground: And coming to the place, where all in Gore And cruddy Blood enwallowed, they found The luckless Marinell, lying in deadly Swoond; His Mother swooned thrice, and the third time Could scarce recover'd be out of her Pain; Had she not been devoid of mortal Slime, She should not then have been reliev'd again: But soon as Life recover'd had the Rein, She made so piteous Moan and dear Wayment, That the hard Rocks could scarce from Tears refrain, And all her Sister Nymphs with one consent Supply'd her sobbing Breaches with sad Compliment.

I feared Love: but they that love, do live; But they that die, do neither love nor hate. Far better I it deem to die with speed, Than waste in Woe and wailful Misery. But if the Heavens did his Days envy, And my short Bliss malign, yet mote they well Thus much afford me, ere that he did die, That the dim Eyes of my dear Marinell I mote have closed, and him bid farewel, Sith other Offices for Mother meet They would not graunt. Yet mauger them, farewel my sweetest Sweet; Farewel my sweetest Son, sith we no more shall meet.

Thus when they all had sorrowed their fill, They softly 'gan to search his griesly Wound: And that they might him handle more at will, They him disarm'd, and spreading on the Ground Their watchet Mantles fring'd with silver round, They softly wip'd away the jelly Blood From th' Orifice; which having well up-bound, They pour'd in sovereign Balm, and Nectar good, Good both for earthly Med'cine, and for heavenly Food. Tho, him up-taking in their tender Hands, They easily unto her Chariot bear: Her Teme at her commaundment quiet stands, Whiles they the Corse into her Waggon rear, And strow with Flowers the lamentable Bier: Then all the rest into their Coaches climb, And through the brackish Waves their passage shear; Upon great Neptune's Neck they softly swim, And to her watry Chamber swiftly carry him.

But none of all those Curses overtook The warlike Maid, th' ensample of that Might; But fairly well she thriv'd, and well did brook Her noble Deeds, ne her right Course for ought forsook. Yet did false Archimage her still pursue, To bring to pass his mischievous Intent, Now that he had her singled from the Crew Of curteous Knights, the Prince, and Fairy Gent, Whom late in Chace of Beauty excellent She left, pursuing that same Foster strong; Of whose foul Outrage they impatient, And full of fiery Zeal, him follow'd long, To rescue her from Shame, and to revenge her Wrong.

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Through thick and thin, through Mountains and through Plains, Those two great Champions did at once pursue The fearful Damzel, with incessant Pains: Who from them fled, as light-foot Hare from view Of Hunters swift, and Scent of Houndes true. At last, they came unto a double way, Where, doubtful which to take, her to rescue, Themselves they did dispart, each to assay, Whether more happy were, to win so goodly Prey.

So been they three three sundry ways ybent: But fairest Fortune to the Prince befel, Whose chaunce it was, that soon he did repent To take that way, in which that Damozel Was fled afore, affraid of him, as Fiend of Hell. At last, of her far off he gained view: Then 'gan he freshly prick his foamy Steed, And ever as he nigher to her drew, So evermore he did increase his speed, And of each Turning still kept wary heed: Aloud to her he oftentimes did call, To do away vain doubt, and needless dread; Full mild to her he spake, and oft let fall Many meek words, to stay and comfort her withal.

But nothing might relent her hasty Flight; So deep the deadly Fear of that foul Swain Was earst impressed in her gentle Spright: Like as a fearful Dove, which through the Rain Of the wide Air her way does cut amain, Having far off espy'd a Tassel gent, Which after her his nimble Wings doth strain, Doubleth her haste for fear to be fore-hent, And with her Pinions cleaves the liquid Firmament.

With no less haste, and eke with no less dreed, That fearful Lady fled from him, that meant To her no evil Thought, nor evil Deed; Yet former fear of being foully shent, Carried her forward with her first intent: And though, oft looking backward, well she view'd, Her self freed from that foster insolent, And that it was a Knight, which now her 'su'd; Yet she no less the Knight fear'd, than that Villain rude. His uncouth Shield and strange Arms her dismay'd, Whose like in Fairy-Lond were seldom seen, That fast she from him fled, no less afraid Than of wild Beasts if she had chased been: Yet he her follow'd still with Courage keen, So long, that now the golden Hesperus Was mounted high in top of Heaven sheen, And warn'd his other Brethren joyeous, To light their blessed Lamps in Jove's eternal House.

All suddenly dim wox the dampish Air, And griesly Shadows cover'd Heaven bright, That now with thousand Stars was decked fair; Which when the Prince beheld a loathful sight! And that perforce, for wane of lenger light, He mote surcease his Suit, and lose the hope Of his long Labour, he 'gan foully wite His wicked Fortune, that had turn'd aslope, And cursed Night, that reft from him so goodly scope. Tho, when her ways he could no more descry, But to and fro at disadventure stray'd; Like as a Ship, whose Load-star suddenly Cover'd with Clouds, her Pilot hath dismay'd; His wearisom Pursuit perforce he stay'd, And from his lofty Steed dismounting low, Did let him forage.

What had th' eternal Maker need of thee, The World in his continual Course to keep, That doost all things deface, ne lettest see The Beauty of his Work? For, Day discovers all dishonest ways, And sheweth each thing as it is indeed: The Praises of high God he fair displays, And his large Bounty rightly doth areed.

Our Life is Day: but Dead, with Darkness doth begin. O Titan, haste to rear thy joyous Wain; Speed thee to spread abroad thy Beamez bright, And chase away this too long lingring Night; Chase her away, from whence she came, to Hell. She, she it is, that hath me done despight, There let her with the damned Spirits dwell, And yield her Room to Day, that can it govern well. Hughes ] [Continue]. Book I.

Canto II. Canto III. Canto IV. Canto IX. Canto V. Canto VI.

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Canto VII. Canto VIII. Canto X.

Canto XI. Canto XII.

The Faerie Queene Books Three And Four

Book II. Book III. Contayning the Legend of Sir Guyon, or of Temperance. Contayning, the Legend of Britomartis, or of Chastitie. Formerly translated.

Book Three

Gabriell Harvey, Doctor of the Lawes. Book IV. Book V. Book VI. Book VII. Contayning the Legend of Artegall or of Justice.