and how he was departed with the lady Rosalinda, he secretly stole away from the Thracian King, to seek St. Anthony whom he greatly longed to see, and the King’s Daughters understanding he was gone, travelled after him, whose sudden departure caused great sorrow throughout all Thrace.
The six ladies having travelled many a weary mile, in a fruitless search after St. Andrew, came at last to an uninhabited wilderness, save only with beasts and and monsters, where they were surprized by thirty bloody satyrs, that hauled them by the hair of their heads, regardless of their shouts and loud sounding outcries, intending to have ravished them of their virgin honours, but heaven (that always favours the virtuous) had so ordered it, that St. Patrick, that magnanimous Irish Champion, after many heroic actions by him performed, was, at the same instant, also in the desert place, who beholding the inhumanity of those savage creatures, couragiously set upon them, and put them to flight, delivering thereby those most excellent princesses from death, or what they accounted worse than death, the spoiling of their virginities, who after some pause of time, being a little come to themselves, related to St. Patrick the occasion of their journey, with an account of the achievements both of St, Anthony and St. Andrew, as you heard before in the beginning of this chapter, St. Patrick comforted them the best: he could; like a noble knight undertook to be their conductor in their undertakings, having himself a mind to behold those magnanimous Knights who formerly had been his companions in the cave of Kalby, in which journeys we will for a while leave them till we relate the actions of the seventh and last Champion St. David of Wales.
