The second Book of Primaleon of Greece. And Prince Edward of England.  
Continuing the course of their rare fortunes, Knightly Adventures, success in Love, and admirable escape from very perilous Enchantments: As the like delightful History hath seldom been heard of.  
Transtated out of French by A. M. one of the Messengers of her majesties Chamber.  
Patere aut abstine.  
Printed at London by john Danter for Cuthbert Burby, and are to be sold at his shop near the Royal Exchange. 1596.   

To the right Worshipful, Master France's Young, of Brent-Pelham, in the County of Hertford Esquire, and to the virtuous Gentlewoman Mistress Susan Young his wife, and my kind favouring Mistress: health and all happiness.  
AFter I had sent unto your Worships, the first Part of my translated Palmerine of England, and considered withal, that the same took his original from the third Part of this present History of Primaleon, which I am now translating and purpose (by God's leave) shortly to publish: I thought it necessary to make you both my patrons of this likewise, and the third, when it shall be finished, that ye may see the whole Chronicle of these famous Princes in their full perfection. And albeit it was not my hap to do the first Part of Primaleon, (but only the first four sheets thereof) by reason of my urgent occasions at that time: so please ye to read it, it will give ye the better entrance into this history, though I could have wished there had been more pains taken in the Translation thereof. Notwithstanding, this second Volume, the third, and all the rest in order, even to the very conclusion of Palmerin of England's famous history, whereof I have two Parts yet to put forth: will I present to you, as my most affected patrons, and to whom I confess myself very highly beholding. I have no other means, whereby to express my thankfulness for so many favours: I beseech ye then make acceptance of this, & the rest in order, with whatsoever else remains in me at all times hereafter. So being only yours at command, I humbly take my leave.  
A: Mundy.   

To his good Friend M. Anthony Mundy.  
Having met Primaleon's second Part in the Printing-house, whence I have long loitered, and where it hath been longer looked for, I have done all my diligence to further the Edition, the rather for that (in my simple conceit) I have not seen a History more delectablie continued, nor (to be plain with ye) any thing by yourself more pleasingly translated. I would not be here taken (for commending this) to be a condemner of any Work by you before Englished: yet give me leave to note, that reproof (how ever causeless) makes him that can do well, strive to make his good better, that his begun credit may be the more increased, and the needless find-faults absurdity, more worthily pointed at. This in you have I especially observed, since the Translator of Amadis de Gaul his second Part, (seeming to dwell far from neighbours) speaking in his own praise saith. That between the first Part which you translated, and that of his, there should be found more than a days difference. This peremptory conceit of himself, made me expect somewhat extraordinary, wherein I w●● not dea●i●'d, for within a few lines I found where he tells us of a King, that married the Emperor of Constantinople: which error (being but one among many as gross) this bold Censurer will needs cast upon the Printer. I tell ye M. Mundy, this touched me near, for a hundred such burdens have I borne. The custom is common, when an Author or Translator (either ignorant or negligent) palpably err, than the Printer (forsooth) as if he had deserved to stand with a paper on his head at every Stationer's stall, must make a great Errata, calling the Title, Faults escaped in the Printing: when (God knows) should he let but half the faults pass of many such Writers, he should make them be as well laughed at, as an upstart attorney lately was at a Leete: who beginning to open his Client's Title to the judge, said. Understand Sir, that Robert Norman late of Brampton Yeoman, took to wife john Beeden, daughter to Walter Beeden of the same parish widow: whereat the whole Court laughing, he would have laid the burden on his man, who in drawing his Remembrances, had writ john for jone, & Walter for winefride. I would wish that Translator so to excuse his King's marriage with the Emperor. Or, let him say, he found it so in the French Copy (for those Printers are far hence) and because he would be singular for translating verbally, being an absurdity in French, he let it pass in English. But for our Printers in England (were he Dives, who in these days can do more than Lazarus) I dare affirm there is none of them will let so gross a fault pass, except of purpose to make a gross Braggart ridiculous: So leaving him, and wishing you to hasten your Translation of the third part. I end.  
Your old Well-willer: H. C. Printer.   

Of the Work and Translation.  

IF in opinion of judicial wit,  
Primaleon's sweet Invention well deserve:  
Then he (no less) which hath translated it,  
Which doth his sense, his form, his phrase observe.  
And in true method of his home-born style,  
(Following the fashion of a French conceit)  
Hath brought him here into this famous I'll,  
Where but a Stranger now hath made his seat.  
He lives a Prince, and coming in this sort,  
Shall to his Country of your same report.   
M. D.   

Of the Translation, against a Carper.  

DElicious phrase, well followed acts of glory,  
Mixture of Love among fierce martial deeds,  
(Which great delight unto the Reader breeds)  
Hath th'inventor kept t'adorn this Story.   

The same form is observed by the translator,  
Primaleon (sweet in French) keeps here like grace:  
Checking that Fool who (with a blushless face)  
To praise himself, in Print will be a prater.  
Peace chattering Py, be still, poor Lazarus:  
Rich are his gifts, that thus contenteth us.   
H. C.   

the mountains, with two Lions in a chain like a lease, and a bow in his hand. Much harm hath he done beer, since he lived among us, for sometime he will steal abroad into the fleids, and if he meet with any body, he presently kills him, which hinders the Tillage of the ground in many places, because none dare follow their busbandry, for fear of him. And albeit we have made divers assemblies, of our people, in hope to dispatch his life, yet hitherto our labour hath proved all in vain, for be wears a Cornet about his neck, which whensoever he windeth, suddenly comes a number more of his Patagons to help him: in regard whereof, we find it better for us, not to meddle with him, expecting when the heavens will strike him by his hand, freing the world and us (that way) from his horrible tyranny.  
CHAP. XXXIII.  
How Primaleon being on hunting with Palantine & divers other, strayed from them with his Squire, & found the Grand Patagon, whom he overcame and vanquished.  

CHAP. XXXIII.  
How Primaleon being on hunting with Palantine and divers other, strayed from them with his Squire, and found the Grand Patagon, whom he vanquished, and brought into subjection.  
I Hear great marvels of ye (Sir) answered Primaleon, and truly I would gladly see a monster so admirable. Never desire the sight of him, replied Palantine, for in sooth ye were better see the Devil, than Patagon. I pray ye Sir (quoth Primaleon) let us go hunt that way where he abideth, and so we may chance to get a sight of him: but we will put on our armour, to prevent the worst which may happen. I'll bear ye company answered Palantine, albe it I have no desire to see him. At which words Primaleon smiled, and arming themselves presently, toward the mountains they ride, with twenty other good Knights in their train. So long they chased on every side, that at length dark night overtook them, even as they road along a plain field, where Primalcon entreating them to abide till next morning: they yielded thereto, and every one took his rest, except Primaleon, who was desirous to make himself there spoken of by some action of honour, worthy note and fame: and doubting lest Palantine would not guide him directly to meet with Patagon, beholding likewise how every one slept, softly he arose, and taking no body with him but his Squire Purente, strayed so far from them in the night's season, as when morning appeared, he found him in the midst of a fair spacious wood.  
At length he espied Patagon, who had hunted thereabout, and was now giving his Lions their fees, at which sight Primaleon greatly rejoiced. Patagon seeing him, thinking presently this was a pray provided for him, immediately let slip his Lions, & heartened them on against the Knight: who being mounted on the horse that Gataru gave him, & seeing the Lions come so furiously against him, leapt lightly from his horse, when the Lions (not regarding him) set both upon the horse very greedily. Patagon crossing an arrow in his bow, let it fly at the Knight, but his Armour being of good proof, it did not hurt him, and he making toward him, gave him such a thrust with his Lance, as it pierced quite through both his legs. Patagon feeling himself wounded, snatched forth the Lance again, and darted it at the Knight, who espied it coming, and therefore quickly stepped aside, setting hand to his sword to draw it forth: but Patagon having a great Courtlar, smote so strongly therewith upon the Knights shield, that he cloven it in two parts, for which he was requited with two such sound strokes, as Patagon imagined himself more than half dead already. Wherefore, casting both his bow and Courtlax on the ground, & forgetting to call for help with his Cornet, he ran to get feyzment on his enemy's body, thinking to strangle him between his arms: but he suddenly gave back, & watched him such a blow with his sword on the right arm, that he pared away most part of the flesh, cutting off his hand likewise, which fell down to the ground. Now through the grievous pain he felt by his wounds, as also his loss of blood, which died the grass round about him, he was no longer able to stand on his legs, but falling on the earth, roared so dreadfully, as it would have terresied the very stoutest heart in the world to hear him. At this noise, the Lyens forsook the horse, running toward the Knight with wonderful fury: new it stood him on to be hardy and valiant, for the Lions rend his armour in divers places, giving him (withal) four or five great wounds: but he thrust his sword through the once belly, which made him stretch himself along on the ground dead, and turning back on the other, cloven his head in two pieces with his weapon thus was he rid of the Lions both together. Nor was he unmindful to thank God for this good success, neither did his own hurts any way dismay him, but leaving the Lions, he came to the Grand Patagon, being desirous (seeing him so strangely shapen) to take him thence with him as his prisoner, thinking it would be a great honour, to have him embarked, and make a present of him to Queen Grydonia.  
Then calling Purente to him, who was greatly astonished at this misshapen sight, & rejoiced that his master had escaped such danger: List a while, quoth Primaleon, and let us devise, how we may get hence this infernal fury, that my mistress Grydonia might have a sight of him. I know not, said Porente, how it can possibly be done, because he is so sore wounded: nevertheless, we will try all likely means to accomplish your desire.  
So taking the chain, wherewith he used to leash his Lions together, they fassned it about his neck, whereat he gave such another loud shriek, as called two other of his savage Patagons, with long sharp pointed irons in their hands: which (notwithstanding) were likewise vanquished by Primaleon, though indeed with much a do, in regard he was so dangerously wounded.  
Having breathed and rested himself there awhile, he concluded to departed thence; but he could not devise how to get Patagon along with him, neither how to help himself, because the Lions had torn his horse in pieces.  
Being in this perplexity, it fortuned that Torques, Palentine, and all the other whom he left a sleep, arrived where he was: but when they beheld what Prim●leon had done, they stood amazed thereat, and Torques alighting from his horse, came to Primaleon in this manner. Believe me my Lord (quoth he) I may justly complain of your unkindness, in forsaking me as ye did all these other: albeit I am of so slender valour, as my help will stand ye but in little stead, yet might I in service have attended on ye, to do whatsoever liked you to command me: Say good my Lord, how cheer ye? for me thinks your hurts are very offensive.  
I thank God said Primaleon, I find myself very well now I have brought this earnest desired enterprise to end. Palentine, and all the rest of his company so admired this rare accident, as they knew not which way to extol it sufficiently.  
Sir Knight, said Palantine, God hath highly favoured ye, in that you alone have effected, what this whole Island could not do: now hath Patagon his deserts, for should he have continued longer in these parts, we must have been enforced to fly our country, as unable to endure his devilish cruelty.  
Well (quoth Primaleon) he shall now trouble ye no longer, therefore help to lead him along with us, that they which before feared him, may now at their pleasure behold him. Six of them pricked him forward with their Lances, and Torques took the Cornet from about his neck, setting it to his mouth, for trial of the sound, and whether any more Patagons would come thither or no: but had there not been so many in company, he might full well have repent his folly, for fifteen more came running forth of the woods upon them, which in the end were every one foiled, Palentine, Torques and all the other Knights showing great valour, and were not a little proud of so great a victory.  
All the Patagons being dispatchy, they holp one another to dress their hurts, for not one of them escaped unwounded: two Knights of Ormeda gave their horses to Primaleon and Torques, rather choosing themselves to travail on foot, than suffer men of so great desert to be so unprovided. All the way as they road, such wunderment was made at the Grand Patagon, as every one inquired, to know their deliverer from so hideous a monster: & when Primaleon was shown them, imagine you, what triumphs and honours they bestowed therefore upon him. The Lord of the Island, (to whom Primaleon thus far had disclosed himself, that he was called the Knight of the cloven Rock) embracing him for this great good fortune, said. Pardon me Sir, if I have not hitherto honoured ye to your high deservings, and let my ignorance of your virtues, excuse so great an oversight. Immediately he commanded his chirurgeons to have especial care of his wounds, as also those which the Grand Patagon had received, because Primaleon was so desirous to keep him alive: but he would not suffer them apply any medicines to his hurts, wishing rather to die than be recovered. Seluida (for so was the Lord's daughter of the Island named) came in great fear to see Patagon: marry he was well pleased in beholding her, and showed himself not so rough and impatient, as before he did, participating with the beasts nature of whom he was engendered, who only delighted in women's company.  
When they perceived his gentleness in the Lady's sight and how obediently he behaved himself to her, her doubt and fear of him being well removed: they persuaded her to come the oftener in his sight, and she so prevailed with him by fair demeanour, that she could govern him as she pleased, entreating him (by signs) to permit his hurts be cured: but he declared by his signs, how he had need of no other Chirurgeon than himself, and licking his wounds, with his huge broad tongue, ●aue show, that this was Physic sufficient for him. Thence forward Seluida took charge of him, leading him up and down with her in his chain, so that much good issued by the taking of him; for the Patagons (afterward) would never hurt any one, in the Island. Palantine and his brethren did many honours to Primaleon; and Soluida their sister, having divers conferences with him, still laboured to win him to continue there with them: but all her persuasions proved in vain, in regard his affections called him to another place.  
Now Palantine imagined, if any mean might prevail for his abiding there, it was to give him his Sister in marriage, which devise he imparted to his Father, and he (on the other side) no less willing thereto than his son, sent him to acquaint Primaleon therewith, so coming into his chamber, & sitting down by him on the bed's side, he began as followeth. Sir Knight of the cloven Rock, my father and we all do love ye so dearly, as we are very loath to forego your company, wherefore he gives you to understand by me, that if you please to accept my Sister Seluida in marriage, her dowry shall answer your own expectation, & he will repute himself happy by enjoying such a son.  
Sir Palantine (answered Primaleon) I thank both him and you for the great love ye bear me, Seluida is so fair and virtuous, as I would account myself fortunate having her my wife, if there were not an especial hindrance in this case: then let me plainly tell ye, my heart is else where countermanded, and in heavens fair forehead are my vows engraven, which makes me think my stay here is over tedions, though I could as willingly die, as part from your company, but that ye perceive what an urgent occasion thereto constraineth me.  
If it be so (quoth Palantine) than I vow to travail a long with you, and never to return hither again, while you have any service wherein to employ me.  
He accepted his kind offer, and so he went to advertise his father thereof who albeit he was loath to forego his son, yet for the company of so good a Knight, he dispensed with fatherly affection, agreeing to his sons commendable resolution.  
Primaleon was no sooner cured, but provision for departure as speedily appointed, to the Ladies no little grief, who had good hope, that better acception would have been made of her love, for (indeed) she affected Primaleon entirely. Thus by the means of her, was Patagon embarked, where taking a heavy farewell of her vain-bestowed love, the tears standing like pearls on her fair cheeks, she thus spoke. Sir Knight of the cloven Rock, much better had it been (for me) never to have seen ye, for ye take from me my brother Palantine, leaving my poor heart fettered in stronger chains, than those wherein Patagon is manacled: but would that mine were comparable to his, than were I assured to go along in your company with these words she went on shore again, not having the patience to hear his answer, which moving compassion in him, made him thus shape his speech to Palantine. I am partly sorry, that I cannot do your sister such service as I would, and desertless (on my behalf) is the love she bears me: but what I cannot accomplish for her, shall bind me in a stricter bond to you, reckoning you always as my dear friend and brother. Now was Patagon evermore afraid when he looked on Primaleon, for he knew him to be the Knight that vanquished him: therefore when he menaced him, he presently was humble, and at his commandment, standing more in fear of him, than any other in the company.   

CHAP. XXXIIII.  
How the Knight that would not stay the deliverance of Primaleon, when he was enchanted in the Isle of Cantara, returned home into Poland, where he reported the Knight of the cloven Rocks death: the great moan Gridonia made for him, and what was strangely told her, by the Knight of the enclosed Isle.  
THus sails Primaleon toward Polonia, with all the speed possible, earnestly desiring to see his Grydonia, fearing lest she should hear some sinister tidings of him, and thereby change her mind, to like of some other Knight: which doubt in him was altogether needless, because she could like nor love any other but he.  
Now (as ye have heard beforeone) Knight (of the company) would needs be gone from the Island of Cantara not willing to stay the deliverance of Primaleon, because he bore him no good affection: this Knight is now come home into Poland, where being in presence of Queen mother and Grydonia, he declared what had hauned them, and said that the Knight of the cloven Rock was dead: these news brought Grydoma to such extremity of grief, that leaning in the lap of Queen mother, & breathing forth a sigh, able to rend a far stronger heart in pieces, she said.  
Unhappy wretch that I am, let me now die a most desperate death, seeing I have overthrown the only fair flower of chivalry: These words she uttered with such entire feeling passion, that she fell into a swoon for a pretty whiles space: when Queen mother beholding her in this dangerous estate, and fearing her life to be now on the latest period of expectation, clapping her on the cheek, thus said.  
Alas sweet Daughter, what shall I do with thee? I looked for vengeance on that traitor Primaleon, and shall I now see thee die, in whom my comfort thereof consisted? Ah miserable mother Queen, much better were my death, than to see my fair hope in this extremity: Then turning to the Knight, who had delivered this false message.  
Away (quoth she) with this black tell-tale of sad misfortune, for I cannot but think him a messenger of lies, because if the Knight of the Cloven Rock were dead, as thou labourest so to persuade us: all the other that went with him, would have returned as well as thou.  
Rather tell me (false traitor) where hast thou left him? betrayed by some treachery devised in thy disloyal heart, rather than otherwise; else can no one in the world persuade me, that the famous Knight of the cloven Rock is dead. After she had thus spoken, she caught her Daughter to her again in her Arms, and by casting cold water on her face, chafing her temples, and other such like means, she recovered her former spirits, when looking about her, and seeing every eye wet with pity in consideration of her case, she thus began to complain.  
Fair Knight of the cloven Rock, is it certain that thou art dead? I cannot think the auspicious heavens so much envy my good fortune, neither had they so slender regard of thee offering thy life to so many dangers for my sake. Be well assured, that so soon as I am more certain of thy death, my soul, which only depended upon thine, will quickly keep thee company, to the end it may enicy the pleasure and repose in another World, which in this life it was so ungently debarred of: there shalt thou perceive the unfeigned love I bear thee: for I might be reputed as monstrous ingrateful, if I would make any spare of my life, seeing thou wast deprived of thine, for my loves sake. Since first thou hadst knowledge of me, nothing fell to thy share but pain and travail, hazarding still thy person for defence of mine: now, let not me bury thy kindness in oblivion, but by conversing with thee familiarly in death, make known the true sympathy of my affections with thine. Peradventure it may be, that I was unworthy to enjoy thee as myhusband, and therefore Heaven thought it meet to cut thee off so soon, only to forestall me of so high a happiness, and that Primaleon might live in better assurance, than he did while thou livedst: for none in the world was more likely to take down his presuming thoughts, than thou, nor any able to finish my solemn vow, but only thou. These and a number such like lamentations she uttered, swooning many times whereby Queen Mother greatly despaired of her life, when weeping over her, she thus spoke.  
Alas Daughter, why seekest thou to kill me with this grief of thine? Had I known what entire love thou didst bear the knight, I would have given better scope to it, than hither too I have done. Believe not (I pray thee) that he is dead, because the reporter of these news is a liar and a traitor, as evermore all his kindred have been: let us send for the other which came home with him, to the end we may perfectly know the certain truth of these things.  
Send for them (quoth Gridonia) and let us hear what they say, for if the Knight of the cloven Rock be dead indeed, make no question, but I shall speedily follow him. After the other people of the ship were brought before them, she commanded them to tell the truth, in doing of, they should sustain no harm, otherwise to assure themselves of grievous punishment. Hereon they told how all had happened, that Purente likewise said, there would a Knight arrive there, who should deliver him: marry, their Captain had no will to stay there such leisure, but would needs departed thence, leaving all the rest behind in hope to recover him.  
Traitor, said Queen mother, I knew my conceit of thee would not prove false, fair daughter, leave to torment yourself with these tormenting passions, your good Knight will return with speed I warrant ye, and all this grief shallbe converted into mirth and iovisance. Afterward, the lying Knight was commanded to prison, the rest were set free and recompensed, because they had told the truth; being not faulty in returning back to Poland, in regard their Captain enforced them thereto.  
These tidings were not so displesing to both the queens only, but the Infant Zerphira took them as heavily, yet not daring to express her grief outwardly, she conferred with her private thoughts, alleging her misfortune to be cause of the worthy Knight's death. But being a Lady both wise and virtuous, she concealed her sorrows very discreetly, using many comfortable persuasions to Gridoma, desiring her not to credit the report of her Knight's death, but rather to expect his happy return, and that speedily.  
Sister (quoth Gridonia) I am so unfortunate, and evermore have been subject to so many mishaps, that rather ill is always ready for me, than good, or any taste thereof: and I wonder you express no more heaviness for his death, considering what reckoning and esteem he ever made of you.  
My grief (quoth the Infant) would equal yours, were I assured of his death: but reputing it a fable, I were but unwise in needless hurting of myself.  
All this day, Gridonia continued like one half dead, refusing sustenance and company: at night, throwing herself carelessly upon her bed, Queen Mother lay down by her, to comfort her: and sleep she could not, till extremity of heaviness enforced both her thereto.  
No sooner were they both asleep, but a strange deformed Dwarf entered the chamber, and taking Gridonia by the arm, softly awaked her: whereat she being amazed, and taking him to be Risdeno. she said. Tell me I pray thee, how camest thou hither at this unfit time? where is thy Lord and mine? for God's sake tell me, is he alive or dead? Madam (answered the dwarf) I am not Risdeno, but one (as desirous as he) to do ye any service, only for the Knight's sake ye love so dearly, whom you imagine to be dead, as I gather by your sad and woeful lamentations. I come to assure ye, that he lives, though (a while) enchanted, and shallbe delivered by a most valiant and worthy Knight, who will set him free, that to revenge your wrongs, hath made himself a prisoner: and of this assuredly persuade yourself, that you shall see him re-return very shortly.  
Now, in regard ye should not die with conceit of grief, I am expressly sent hither to tell ye these glad tidings: for should not the Knight of the cloven Rock find you well at his coming, I know it would be his death immediately.  
These news made Gridonia exceeding joyful, and looking about for the Dwarf, she beheld a Man of a tall stature, old and wrinckle-faced, standing by her, which greatly astonished her, saying. What great wonders are these? My friend, by the reverendfaith thou bearest to God, I charge thee tell me, if the tidings I haut herd be true or no, and what is become of the Dwarf that spoke to me even now, whom I at the first took to be Risdeno servant to the Knight of the cloven Rock, whose absence thus grieveth me?  
Madame, said the old man, doubt not any thing ye have heard, for they are most certain: concerning the dwarf yea ask for, myself was he, who did it to acquaint ye with my powerful skill, that the better credit might be given to my speeches.  
My good friend, replied Gridonia, heaven quite ye for this kindness, how much have ye eased my troubled mind by this gladsome report? But seeing your skill is such, I pray ye tell me more, concerning the Knight of the cloven Rock, say of what race he is descended, seeing you are so well acquainted with him. Fair Queen, answered the old man, know that the Knight is of so high lineage, such great valour and esteem, as he hath not his equal in the world, except Primalcon only, to whom you bear such deadly hatred: and here of resolve yourself, no Knight is able to bring ye primaleon's head, but this famous Knight of the cloven Rock, who indeed shall give it ye, and raise ye to such dignity withal, as you shallbe the only happy Lady of the world. Love him therefore with all your heart, for ye have great reason to do so: as for describing him more openly to ye, that will I never yield to, because I should therein offer him no mean injury, in regard he desires to travail thus concealed.  
Alas my friend, replied Gridonia, in that point I account myself most unfortunate, because I can attain to no certainty thereof: and seeing you refuse therein to satisfy me, tell me then the reason, why he is so loath to have himself known. Because he took such an oath (quoth the old man) when he left his Country; but the time will come, when you shall better know him, and then will you esteem your fortune matchless, being Lady of such a Knight, complete in all perfections: nor can he be followed by any one, but he that must deliver him from this Enchantment, who is of no less virtues than he, and travails (shadowed) in such manner as he doth. Great friends will both these Knights be in this voyage, but in time hereafter, their love shallbe converted to marvelous hatred, which will cause more grief in you, than ever (as yet) ye endured: nevertheless, be of good cheer, and dismay not, for all your fortunes shall have a successful conclusion. All this I advertise ye of before hand, to confirm your patience the stronger, and when ye remember me, to think on these speeches, for more (at this time) may I not reveal unto ye.  
Ye have said already 〈◊〉 much, quoth she, as both rejoiceth and astenisheth me, I pray God I may see the happy time whereof you talk: in mean while, I know not how to express sufficient gratitude unto ye, for this your kind preserving of my life. Madame, said the old Man, I will require nothing of ye at this time, your gentle offer shall stay till more needful occasion: rather let me now give you a gift, which is this King, of very great virtue, this shall assure ye, that whatsoever ye have heard of me, is no dream, but a sound truth. At these words, he put the Ring upon her finger, wherein was set a most fair emerald, which she graciously accepted, and while she looked down but to behold it, the old Man was vanished: she perceiving the Ring to beautiful, and of great value, looking up again, to thank the old Man for bestowing it on her, wundred what was become of him, grieving because he had so suddenly left her, yet determined to be of better courage afterward.  
This old Man was the Knight of the Enclosed Isle, who knowing Gridonia at the very point of death, by the false news of the disloyal Knight, transported himself through the air, and came thus to comfort her. So troubled was her mind with this strange accident, that she awaked the Queen Mother, to whom she showed the Ring, and rehearsed beside unto her all the old man's speeches.  
The aged Queen admired her Discourse, aplauding the heavens for these joyful news, saying: Undoubtedly Daughter, all this cannot choose but be of certainty, as partly ye may persuade yourself, by his great skill, entering this place in such sort as ye have declared. Cheer up your hopes than (fair Daughter) and so soon as the Knight of the cloven Rock returneth, we will entreat his travail to Constantinople, because he is the only man that must revenge our wrongs upon Primaleon, then in short time after, shall both your desires be effectually concluded. Madame, answered Gridoma, I shall think it overlong till he be here arrived, our affairs can have no good success till then, and gladly would I see the Knight, by whom he shallbe delivered: but I could not well understand all the Wizard's words, because he said, that to revenge my wrongs, himself was become a prisoner. It may be the same Knight which sent me Zerohira, who is reputed as valiant as the Knight of the cloven Rock: I pray God it may be he, then will I labour to set unity between them, else shall I have but little joy by their dissension. Happen what may (quoth Queen Mother) God will defend them both from harm, being so valiant as they are reported. In these and such like conferences, they spent the whole night, until such time as break of day appeared then did Gridonia recite all these things again to Zerphira, whereby she received great joy and contentment.