> precious; costly; grievous

304.38

O what auailes it of immortall seed
2 To beene ybred and neuer borne to die?
Farre better I it deeme to die with speed,
4 Then waste in woe and wailefull miserie.
Who dyes the vtmost dolour doth abye,
6 But who that liues, is left to waile his losse:
So life is losse, and death felicitie.
8 Sad life worse then glad death: and greater crosse
To see friends graue, then dead the graue selfe to engrosse.

1 "O what avails it of immortal seed

seed > offspring

2 To been bred and never born to die?

been > [be; have been]

3 Far better I it deem to die with speed
4 Than waste in woe and wailful misery.

wailful > lamentable

5 Who dies the utmost dolour does aby,

Who > [He who]
dolour > dolour; physical suffering; grief
aby > suffer

6 But who that lives is left to wail his loss:

wail > mourn

7 So life is loss, and death felicity.
8 Sad life worse than glad death: and greater cross
9 To see friend's grave than, dead, the grave self to engross.

dead > [being dead]
self > oneself
engross > occupy wholly, _hence:_ fill (somewhat catachr.)

304.39

But if the heauens did his dayes enuie,
2 And my short blisse maligne, yet mote they well
Thus much afford me, ere that he did die
4 That the dim eyes of my deare _Marinell_
I mote haue closed, and him +bed+ farewell,
6 Sith other offices for mother meet
They would not graunt.
8 Yet maulgre them farewell, my sweetest sweet;
Farewell my sweetest sonne, +sith we no more shall+ meet.

5 bed > bid _1609_
9 sith we no more shall > till we againe may _1590_

1 "But if the heavens did his days envy,

envy > begrudge; regard with malevolence

2 And my short bliss malign, yet might they well

malign > regard with hatred; resent; begrudge

3 Thus much afford me, ere he did die,
4 That the dim eyes of my dear Marinell
5 I might have closed, and him bade farewell,
6 Sith other offices for mother meet

Sith > Since
meet > fitting, suitable (referring to the "offices")

7 They would not grant.
8 Yet maugre them farewell, my sweetest sweet;

maugre > despite, in spite of

9 Farewell my sweetest son, sith we no more shall meet."

304.40

Thus when they all had sorrowed their fill,
2 They softly gan to search his griesly wound:
And that they might him handle more at will,
4 They him