Canto XXIV

The giant carried John with mighty strides,
With each step over many miles he rides.
He carried him three weeks with awful speed,
The other shore to reach though not succeed.

One day, John in the mist of far away
Perceives a something: "There is land!" with gay
Good humor cries. "We are there in short while."
The giant answers though " 'T is but an isle."

"An isle?" asks John, "what isle? some details

give."
"It is the isle whereon the fairies live,
Fair Fairyland! Beyond it is the end
Of all the world and boundless naughts extend."

"Wilt then, my faithful vassal, take me .there?
I am eager to see that land so fair."
"I can do that," his giant guide's reply
"Your life though is in danger if you try

To enter Fairyland. Terrific things
The entrance guard and every step brings..."
"Just take me there, never you mind my lot.
We'll see if I can enter there or not."
Having thus told the giant to obey,
His guide submits, has nothing, more to say.
He bore him there and put him on the coast,
Then starts for home and soon to sight is lost. '