What is "vnto"

Usage examples of "vnto".

Ah gentle knight (said then Sir Satyrane)Thy labour all is lost, I greatly dread,That hast a thanklesse seruice on thee ta'ne,And offrest sacrifice vnto the dead:For dead, I surely doubt, thou maist areadHenceforth for euer Florimell to be.

To whom thus Britomart, Certes Sir knight,What is of her become, or whether reft,I can not vnto you aread a right.

Thereby Sir Artegall did plaine areed,That vnto him the horse belong'd, and sayd.

His sonne Riuallo his dead roome did supply,In whose sad time bloud did from heauen raine:Next great Gurgustus, then faire CæcilyIn constant peace their kingdomes did containe,After whom Lago, and Kinmarke did raine,And Gorbogud, till farre in yeares he grew:Then his ambitious sonnes vnto them twaineArraught the rule, and from their father drew,Stout Ferrex and sterne Porrex him in prison threw.

The charge, which God doth vnto me arret,Of his deare safetie, I to thee commend.

The other fiue, fiue sundry wayes he set,Against the fiue great Bulwarkes of that pile,And vnto each a Bulwarke did arret,T'assayle with open force or hidden guile,In hope thereof to win victorious spoile.

Oft drew the Prince vnto his charret nigh,In hope some stroke to fasten on him neare.

Still when he sought t'approch vnto him ny,His charret wheeles about him whirled round,And made him backe againe as fast to fly.

And oft, when Coridon vnto her broughtOr litle sparrowes, stolen from their nest,Or wanton squirrels, in the woods farre sought,Or other daintie thing for her addrest,He would commend his guift, and make the best.

Vnto his lofty steede he clombe anone,And forth vpon his former voiage fared,And with him eke that aged Squire attone.

Begin then, ô my dearest sacred Dame,Daughter of Phoebus and of Memorie,That doest ennoble with immortall nameThe warlike Worthies, from antiquitie,In thy great volume of Eternitie:Begin, ô Clio, and recount from henceMy glorious Soueraines goodly auncestrie,Till that by dew degrees and long pretence,Thou haue it lastly brought vnto her Excellence.

O Why doe wretched men so much desire,To draw their dayes vnto the vtmost date,And doe not rather wish them soone expire,Knowing the miserie of their estate,And thousand perills which them still awate,Tossing them like a boate amid the mayne,That euery houre they knocke at deathes gate?

Most famous Worthy of the world, by whomeThat warre was kindled, which did Troy inflame,And stately towres of Ilion whilomeBrought vnto balefull ruine, was by nameSir Paris far renowmd through noble fame,Who through great prowesse and bold hardinesse,From Lacedæmon fetcht the fairest Dame,That euer Greece did boast, or knight possesse,Whom Venus to him gaue for meed of worthinesse.

But well I weene, ye first desire to learne,What end vnto that fearefull Damozell,Which fled so fast from that same foster stearne,Whom with his brethren Timias slew, befell:That was to weet, the goodly Florimell.

First gan he tell, how this that seem'd so faireAnd royally arayd, Duessa hight,That false Duessa, which had wrought great care,And mickle mischiefe vnto many a knight,By her beguyled, and confounded quight:But not for those she now in question came,Though also those mote question'd be aright,But for vyld treasons, and outrageous shame,Which she against the dred Mercilla oft did frame.