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It fortuned a noble warlike knight[*]
By just occasion[*] to that forrest came,
To seeke his kindred, and the lignage right,
From whence he tooke his well deserved name: 175
He had in armes abroad wonne muchell fame,
And fild far lands with glorie of his might,
Plaine, faithfull, true, and enimy of shame,
And ever lov’d to fight for Ladies right:
But in vaine glorious frayes he litle did delight. 180

XXI

A Satyres sonne yborne in forrest wyld,
By straunge adventure as it did betyde,
And there begotten of a Lady myld,
Faire Thyamis[*] the daughter of Labryde,
That was in sacred bands of wedlocke tyde 185
To Therion, a loose unruly swayne;
Who had more joy to raunge the forrest wyde,
And chase the salvage beast with busie payne,
Then serve his Ladies love, and wast in pleasures vayne.

XXII

The forlorne mayd did with loves longing burne 190
And could not lacke her lovers company,
But to the wood she goes, to serve her turne,
And seeke her spouse that from her still does fly,
And followes other game and venery:
A Satyre chaunst her wandring for to finde, 195
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And made her person thrall unto his beastly kind.

XXIII

So long in secret cabin there he held
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Then home he suffred her for to retyre,
For ransome leaving him the late borne childe;
Whom till to ryper yeares he gan aspire, 200
He noursled up in life and manners wilde,
Emongst wild beasts and woods, from lawes of men exilde.

XXIV

For all he taught the tender ymp, was but[*]
To banish cowardize and bastard feare;
His trembling hand he would him force to put 205
Upon the Lyon and the rugged Beare;
And from the she Beares teats her whelps to teare;
And eke wyld roaring Buls he would him make
To tame, and ryde their backes not made to beare;
And the Robuckes in flight to overtake, 210
That every beast for feare of him did fly and quake.

XXV

Thereby so fearlesse, and so fell he grew,
That his owne sire and maister of his guise[*]
Did often tremble at his horrid vew,[*]
And oft for dread of hurt would him advise, 215
The angry beasts not rashly to despise,
Nor too much to provoke; for he would learne
The Lyon stoup to him in lowly wise,
(A lesson hard) and make the Libbard sterne
Leave roaring, when in rage he for revenge did earne. 220