ABSTRACT
pp. 29-30 (Melos 7) Come, let vs sing, that God may haue the glorie, Some noble act; and let mine auditorie Bee of the best: my Lyra now is strung, And English, which I sing in, is a tongue. 137The victory Saint Michael did obtaine Against the Dragon in the open plaine, And moouing champaine of the triple aër, As braue a subject as high heauens are faire . . . And whither Decasyllabons will you goe? Great was the combat, great the ouerthrow Which our Saint George did to this Dragon giue, Whose fame in Spensers Red-crosse Knight doth liue Thither repair who loue descriptions life, There hangs the table of the noble strife. The spirit, and the sense of things our care is. Wisdome is Queene, who fareth not with Faëries.
