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So proud she shyned in her Princely state,
Looking to heaven; for earth she did disdayne:
And sitting high; for lowly she did hate:
Lo underneath her scornefull feete was
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A dreadfull Dragon[*] with an hideous
trayne,
And in her hand she held a mirrhour bright,
Wherein her face she often vewed fayne,
And in her selfe-lov’d semblance
tooke delight;
For she was wondrous faire, as any living wight.
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XI
Of griesly Pluto she the daughter was,
And sad Proserpina the Queene of hell;
Yet did she thinke her pearlesse worth
to pas
That parentage,[*] with pride so did she
swell;
And thundring Jove, that high in heaven
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And wield the world, she claymed for her
syre,
Or if that any else did Jove excell:
For to the highest she did still aspyre,
Or if ought higher were then that, did it desyre.
XII
And proud Lucifera men did her call,
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That made her selfe a Queene, and crownd
to be,
Yet rightfull kingdome she had none at
all,
Ne heritage of native soveraintie,
But did usurpe with wrong and tyrannie
Upon the scepter, which she now did hold:
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Ne ruld her Realmes with lawes, but pollicie,
And strong advizement of six wisards old,[*]
That with their counsels bad her kingdome did uphold.
XIII
Soone as the Elfin knight in presence came,
And false Duessa seeming Lady faire,
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A gentle Husher, Vanitie by name
Made rowme, and passage for them did prepaire:
So goodly brought them to the lowest staire
Of her high throne, where they on humble
knee
Making obeyssance, did the cause declare,
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Why they were come, her royall state to
see,
To prove the wide report of her great Majestee.
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With loftie eyes, halfe loth to looke so low,
She thanked them in her disdainefull wise;
Ne other grace vouchsafed them to show
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Of Princesse worthy, scarse them bad arise.
Her Lordes and Ladies all this while devise
Themselves to setten forth to straungers
sight:
Some frounce their curled haire in courtly
guise,
Some prancke their ruffes, and others
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Their gay attire: each others greater pride does
spight.
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Goodly they all that knight do entertaine,
Right glad with him to have increast their
crew:
But to Duess’ each one himselfe
did paine
All kindnesse and faire courtesie to shew;
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For in that court whylome her well they
knew:
Yet the stout Faerie mongst the middest
crowd
Thought all their glorie vaine in knightly
vew,
And that great Princesse too exceeding
prowd,
That to strange knight no better countenance allowd.
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