1 "Your own dear sake forced me at first to leave 2 My father's kingdom ..." there she stopped with tears; 3 Her swollen heart her speech seemed to bereave, bereave > take away 4 And then again began: "My weaker years, weaker > weaker; too-weak years > age; _hence:_ youth 5 Captived to fortune and frail worldly fears, Captived > Made captive 6 Fly to your faith for succour and sure aid: 7 Let me not die in languor and long tears." languor > sorrow 8 "Why, dame," quoth he, "what has you thus dismayed? 9 What frays you, that were wont to comfort me afraid?" frays > frightens; assails wont > accustomed (e.g. at 101.19:1-4) afraid > [when afraid; when I was afraid] 101.53 Loue of your selfe, she said, and deare constraint 2 Lets me not sleepe, but wast the wearie night In secret anguish and vnpittied plaint, 4 Whiles you in carelesse sleepe are drowned quight. Her doubtfull words made that redoubted knight 6 Suspect her truth: yet +since no'vntruth+ he knew, Her fawning loue with foule disdainefull spight 8 He would not shend, but said, Deare dame I rew, That for my sake vnknowne such griefe vnto you grew. 6 since no'vntruth > sith n'vntruth _1609_ 1 "Love of yourself," she said, "and dear constraint dear > sore, grievous; dear, affectionate constraint > affliction, distress 2 Let me not sleep, but waste the weary night 3 In secret anguish and unpitied plaint, plaint > complaint, lamentation 4 While you in careless sleep are drowned quite." careless > unconscious, free from cares 5 Her doubtful words made that redoubted knight doubtful > questionable, ambiguous; fearful 6 Suspect her truth: yet since no untruth he knew, truth > [fidelity; or: the truth of her explanation] 7 Her fawning love with foul disdainful spite 8 He would not shend; but said, "Dear dame, I rue, shend > reproach, revile; destroy 9 That for my sake unknown such grief to you grew. unknown > (Because the quality of his character is as yet unknown to her, has not been fully proven) 101.54 Assure your selfe, it fell not all to ground; 2 For all so deare as life is to my hart, I deeme your loue, and hold me to you bound; 4 Ne let vaine feares procure your needlesse smart, Where cause is none, but to your rest depart. 6 Not all content, yet seemd she to appease Her mournefull plaintes, beguiled of her art, 8 And fed with words, that could not chuse but please, So slyding softly forth, she turnd as to her ease. 1 "Assure yourself, it fell not all to ground; 2 For all so dear as life is to my heart, 3 I deem your love, and hold me to you bound; 4 Nor let vain fears procure your needless smart, procure > cause, bring about smart > pain, acute pain 5 Where cause is none, but to your rest depart." 6 Not all content, yet seemed she to appease appease > desist from, check