The Faerie Queene, Book Vi, Canto X Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDDEFE GGGGGGGGG DAHAAGAGG EDEIDDDDD H DHDJJCJCC H GCGCCKCKK H AGAGGCGCC H GAGAAGAGG H AGAGGLGLL D DGDGGGGGG D GGGGGHGHH H AGAGGGGGG H BMBMMGMGG H CGCGGGGGG H GLGLLCLCG H GGGGGAGAA H HGHGGHGHH H GAGAADADD H HGAGGAGAA H BD

THE SIXTE BOOKE OF THE FAERIE QUEENEA
ContayningB
THE LEGEND OF S CALIDOREC
OR OF COURTESIECANTO XD
Calidore sees the Graces daunceD
To Colins melodyE
The whiles his Pastorell is ledF
Into captivityE
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Who now does follow the foule Blatant BeastG
Whilest Calidore does follow that faire MaydG
Unmyndfull of his vow and high beheastG
Which by the Faery Queene was on him laydG
That he should never leave nor be delaydG
From chacing him till he had it attchievedG
But now entrapt of love which him betraydG
He mindeth more how he may be relievedG
With grace from her whose love his heart hath sore engrievedG
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That from henceforth he meanes no more to sewD
His former quest so full of toile and paineA
Another quest another game in vewH
He hath the guerdon of his love to gaineA
With whom he myndes for ever to remaineA
And set his rest amongst the rusticke sortG
Rather then hunt still after shadowes vaineA
Of courtly favour fed with light reportG
Of every blaste and sayling alwaies on the portG
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Ne certes mote he greatly blamed beE
From so high step to stoupe unto so lowD
For who had tasted once as oft did heE
The happy peace which there doth overthowI
And prov'd the perfect pleasures which doe growD
Amongst poore hyndes in hils in woods in dalesD
Would never more delight in painted showD
Of such false blisse as there is set for stalesD
T'entrap unwary fooles in their eternall balesD
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For what hath all that goodly glorious gazeD
Like to one sight which Calidore did vewH
The glaunce whereof their dimmed eies would dazeD
That never more they should endure the shewJ
Of that sunne shine that makes them looke askewJ
Ne ought in all that world of beauties rareC
Save onely Glorianaes heavenly hewJ
To which what can compare can it compareC
The which as commeth now by course I will declareC
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One day as he did raunge the fields abroadG
Whilest his faire Pastorella was elsewhereC
He chaunst to come far from all peoples troadG
Unto a place whose pleasaunce did appereC
To passe all others on the earth which wereC
For all that ever was by natures skillK
Devized to worke delight was gathered thereC
And there by her were poured forth at fillK
As if this to adorne she all the rest did pillK
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It was an hill plaste in an open plaineA
That round about was bordered with a woodG
Of matchlesse hight that seem'd th'earth to disdaineA
In which all trees of honour stately stoodG
And did all winter as in sommer budG
Spredding pavilions for the birds to bowreC
Which in their lower braunches sung aloudG
And in their tops the soring hauke did towreC
Sitting like King of fowles in majesty and powreC
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And at the foote thereof a gentle fludG
His silver waves did softly tumble downeA
Unmard with ragged mosse or filthy mudG
Ne mote wylde beastes ne mote the ruder clowneA
Thereto approch ne filth mote therein drowneA
But Nymphes and Faeries bythe bancks did sitG
In the woods shade which did the waters crowneA
Keeping all noysome things away from itG
And to the waters fall tuning their accents fitG
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And on the top thereof a spacious plaineA
Did spred it selfe to serve to all delightG
Either to daunce when they to daunce would faineA
Or else to course about their bases lightG
Ne ought there wanted which for pleasure mightG
Desired be or thence to banish baleL
So pleasauntly the hill with equall hightG
Did seeme to overlooke the lowly valeL
Therefore it rightly cleeped was mount AcidaleL
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They say that Venus when she did disposeD
Her selfe to pleasaunce used to resortG
Unto this place and therein to reposeD
And rest her selfe as in a gladsome portG
Or with the Graces there to play and sportG
That even her owne Cytheron though in itG
She used most to keepe her royall courtG
And in her soveraine Majesty to sitG
She in regard thereof refusde and thought unfitG
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Unto this place when as the Elfin KnightG
Approcht him seemed that the merry soundG
Of a shrill pipe he playing heard on hightG
And many feete fast thumping th'hollow groundG
That through the woods their Eccho did reboundG
He nigher drew to weete what mote it beH
There he a troupe of Ladies dauncing foundG
Full merrily and making gladfull gleeH
And in the midst a Shepheard piping he did seeH
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He durst not enter into th'open greeneA
For dread of them unwares to be descrydeG
For breaking of their daunce if he were seeneA
But in the covert of the wood did bydeG
Beholding all yet of them unespydeG
There he did see that pleased much his sightG
That even he him selfe his eyes envydeG
An hundred naked maidens lilly whiteG
All raunged in a ring and dauncing in delightG
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All they without were raunged in a ringB
And daunced round but in the midst of themM
Three other Ladies did both daunce and singB
The whilest the rest them round about did hemmeM
And like a girlond did in compasse stemmeM
And in the middest of those same three was placedG
Another Damzell as a precious gemmeM
Amidst a ring most richly well enchacedG
That with her goodly presence all the rest much gracedG
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Looke how the Crowne which Ariadne woreC
Upon her yvory forehead that same dayG
That Theseus her unto his bridale boreC
When the bold Centaures made that bloudy frayG
With the fierce Lapithes which did them dismayG
Being now placed in the firmamentG
Through the bright heaven doth her beams displayG
And is unto the starres an ornamentG
Which round about her move in order excellentG
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Such was the beauty of this goodly bandG
Whose sundry parts were here too long to tellL
But she that in the midst of them did standG
Seem'd all the rest in beauty to excellL
Crownd with a rosie girlond that right wellL
Did her beseeme And ever as the crewC
About her daunst sweet flowres that far did smellL
And fragrant odours they uppon her threwC
But most of all those three did her with gifts endewG
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Those were the Graces daughters of delightG
Handmaides of Venus which are wont to hauntG
Uppon this hill and daunce there day and nightG
Those three to men all gifts of grace do grauntG
And all that Venus in her selfe doth vauntG
Is borrowed of them But that faire oneA
That in the midst was placed paravauntG
Was she to whom that shepheard pypt aloneA
That made him pipe so merrily as never noneA
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She was to weete that jolly Shepheards lasseH
Which piped there unto that merry routG
That jolly shepheard which there piped wasH
Poore Colin Clout who knowes not Colin CloutG
He pypt apace whilest they him daunst aboutG
Pype jolly shepheard pype thou now apaceH
Unto thy love that made thee low to loutG
Thy love is present there with thee in placeH
Thy love is there advaunst to be another GraceH
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Much wondred Calidore at this straunge sightG
Whose like before his eye had never seeneA
And standing long astonished in sprightG
And rapt with pleasaunce wist not what to weeneA
Whether it were the traine of beauties QueeneA
Or Nymphes or Faeries or enchaunted showD
With which his eyes mote have deluded beeneA
Therefore resolving what it was to knowD
Out of the wood he rose and toward them did goD
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But soone as he appeared to their vewH
They vanisht all away out of his sightG
And cleane were gone which way he never knewA
All save the shepheard who for fell despightG
Of that displeasure broke his bagpipe quightG
And made great mone for that unhappy turneA
But Calidore though no lesse sory wightG
For that mishap yet seeing him to mourneA
Drew neare that he the truth of all by him mote learneA
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And first him greeting thus unto him spakeB
Haile joD

Edmund Spenser



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