All cleane dismayd to see so vncouth sight, 2 And half enraged at her shamelesse guise, He thought +haue+ slaine her in his fierce despight: 4 But hasty heat tempring with sufferance wise, He stayde his hand, and gan himselfe aduise 6 To proue his sense, and tempt her faigned truth. Wringing her hands in +wemens+ pitteous wise, 8 Tho +can+ she weepe, to stirre vp gentle ruth, Both for her noble bloud, and for her tender youth. 3 haue > t'haue _1609_ 7 wemens > womens _1609_ 8 can > gan _1679_ 1 All clean dismayed to see so uncouth sight, clean > entirely uncouth > unaccustomed, unseemly [a] 2 And half enraged at her shameless guise, guise > behaviour; appearance 3 He thought have slain her in his fierce despite: have > [to have] despite > indignation, rage 4 But hasty heat tempering with sufferance wise, sufferance > tolerance 5 He stayed his hand, and gan himself advise gan > did 6 To prove his sense, and tempt her feigned truth. tempt > test 7 Wringing her hands in women's piteous wise, wise > manner 8 Tho can she weep, to stir up gentle ruth, Tho > Then can > did ruth > pity 9 Both for her noble blood, and for her tender youth. 101.51 And said, Ah Sir, my liege Lord and my loue, 2 Shall I accuse the hidden cruell fate, And mightie causes wrought in heauen aboue, 4 Or the blind God, that doth me thus amate, For hoped loue to winne me certaine hate? 6 Yet thus perforce he bids me do, or die. Die is my dew: yet rew my wretched state 8 You, whom my hard auenging destinie Hath made iudge of my life or death indifferently. 1 And said, "Ah sir, my liege lord and my love, liege lord > {If adj.: faithful lord; if sb.: liege-lord, lord to whom one owes feudal allegiance and service} 2 Shall I accuse the hidden cruel fate, 3 And mighty causes wrought in heaven above, 4 Or the blind god that does me thus amate, the blind god > [Cupid, who shoots his arrows without caring whom they hit; he is often depicted wearing a blindfold. See e.g. 311.48:1] amate > cast down; act as a mate to (see 101.47:8-9) 5 For hoped love to win me certain hate? For > [In place of] 6 Yet thus perforce he bids me do, or die. do > copulate (euphem.) 7 Die is my due: yet rue my wretched state, Die > [To die] rue > feel sorry for 8 You, whom my hard avenging destiny 9 Has made judge of my life or death indifferently. 101.52 Your owne deare sake forst me at first to leaue 2 My Fathers kingdome, There she stopt with teares; Her swollen hart her speach seemd to bereaue, 4 And then againe begun, My weaker yeares Captiu'd to fortune and frayle worldly feares, 6 Fly to your faith for succour and sure ayde: Let me not dye in languor and long teares. 8 Why Dame (quoth he) what hath ye thus dismayd? What frayes ye, that were wont to comfort me affrayd?