But you, faire Sir, whose pageant next ensewes,
Well mote yee thee, as well can wish your thought,
That home ye may report thrise[464] happie newes;
For well ye worthie bene for worth and gentle thewes.
So courteous conge both did giue and take, xxxiv
With right hands plighted, pledges of good will.
Then Guyon forward gan his voyage make,
With his blacke Palmer, that him guided still.
Still he him guided ouer dale and hill,
And with his steedie[465] staffe did point his way: