nto a shady dale she soft him led,
4 And laid him down upon a grassy plain;
5 And her sweet self, without dread or disdain,
6 She set beside, laying his head disarmed

disarmed > (The helmet having been removed; "disarmed" = "stripped
of armour")

7 In her loose lap, it softly to sustain,
8 Where soon he slumbered, fearing not be harmed,

be > [that he would be]

9 While with a loud lay she thus him sweetly charmed:

loud > (The reading of 1590 is probably to be preferred, but it
should be noted that "loud" also has the meaning "flagrant"
(usually applied to a lie), and might just be construed here as
"scandalous", "suggestive", etc. See also 206.3:3, 212.15:1-4)
lay > song

206.15

Behold, {o^} man, that toilesome paines doest +take+
2 The flowres, the fields, and all that pleasant growes,
How they themselues doe thine ensample make,
4 Whiles nothing enuious nature them forth throwes
Out of her fruitfull lap; how, no man knowes,
6 They spring, they bud, they blossome fresh and faire,
And deck the world with their rich pompous showes;
8 Yet no man for them taketh paines or care,
Yet no man to them can his carefull paines compare.

1 take > take, _1609_

1 "Behold, O man, that toilsome pains do take,

pains > effort, labour

2 The flowers, the fields, and all that pleasant grows,
3 How they themselves do your example make,

example > pattern, model (see _Matt._ 6.28 ff.)

4 While, nothing envious, Nature them forth throws

nothing envious > [not at all grudgingly]

5 Out of her fruitful lap; how, no man knows,
6 They spring, they bud, they blossom fresh and fair,
7 And deck the world with their rich pompous shows;

pompous > splendid (derives from Latin _pompa_, a solemn procession,
display)

8 Yet no man for them takes pains or care,

for > for; of

9 Yet no man to them can his careful pains compare.

careful > {Careful; full of cares}

206.16

The lilly, Ladie of the flowring field,
2 The Flowre-deluce, her louely Paramoure,
Bid thee to them thy fruitlesse labours yield,
4 And soone leaue off this toylesome wearie stoure;
Loe loe how braue she decks her bounteous boure,
6 With silken curtens and gold couerlets,
Therein to shrowd her sumptuous Belamoure,
8 Yet neither spinnes nor cardes, ne cares nor frets,
But to her mother Nature all her care she lets.

1 "The lily, lady of