English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700; Knights and knighthood -- Poetry; Virtues -- Poetry
5 (For never did such brightness there appear):
6 And would have back retired to her cave,
7 Until the witch's speech she began to hear,
8 Saying, "Yet, O you dreaded dame, I crave
Yet > [For now; for a while]
crave > {Entreat, beg; demand as by right}
9 Abide, till I have told the message which I have."
Abide > [You to] wait
105.22
She stayd, and foorth _Duessa_ gan proceede,
2 O thou most auncient Grandmother of all,
More old then _Ioue_, whom thou at first didst breede,
4 Or that great house of Gods c{ae}lestiall,
Which wast begot in _D{ae}mogorgons_ hall,
6 And sawst the secrets of the world vnmade,
Why suffredst thou thy Nephewes deare to fall
8 With Elfin sword, most shamefully betrade?
Lo where the stout _Sansioy_ doth sleepe in deadly shade.
1 She stayed; and forth Duessa gan proceed:
stayed > remained; desisted [from starting her journey]
gan > did
2 "O, you most ancient grandmother of all,
3 More old than Jove, whom you at first did breed,
4 Or that great house of gods celestial,
gods celestial > (The Olympian gods, over whom Jove reigned supreme;
see _Myth._ 3.12)
5 Which was begotten in Demogorgon's hall,
Demogorgon > (A primordial enchanter commanding the underworld
(_DGDG_ 1.1); Chaos. Progenitor of all the gods. See also
101.37:8, 402.47:7)
6 And saw the secrets of the world unmade,
unmade > [in its chaotic or primeval state; see _PL_ 2.890-6]
7 Why suffered you your nephews dear to fall
suffered > allowed
nephews > grandsons; descendants [Sansfoy and Sansjoy]
8 With Elfin sword, most shamefully betrayed?
9 Lo, where the stout Sansjoy does sleep in deadly shade!
stout > brave; proud; robust
105.23
And him before, I saw with bitter eyes
2 The bold _Sansfoy_ shrinke vnderneath his speare;
And now the pray of fowles in field he lyes,
4 Nor wayld of friends, nor laid on groning beare,
That whylome was to me too dearely deare.
6 O what of Gods then boots it to be borne,
If old _Aveugles_ sonnes so euill heare?
8 Or who shall not great +_Nightes_+ children scorne,
When two of three her Nephews are so fowle forlorne?
8 _Nightes_ > _Nights_ drad _1609_
1 "And him before, I saw with bitter eyes
him before > [before him, i.e. chronologically]
2 The bold Sansfoy shrink underneath his spear;
his > [the Elf's, i.e. the Redcross Knight's]
3 And now the prey of fowls in field he lies,
4 Nor wailed of friends, nor laid on groaning bier,
Nor > Neither
wailed of > mourned by
groaning > sorrowful [surrounded by mourners]
5 That whilom was to me too dearly dear.
That > [He who]
whilom > formerly
dearly > dearly (in the modern sense); grievously
6 O what of gods then boots it to be born,
boots > avails
7 If old Aveugle's sons so evil hear?
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