of the basest crew?
8 If she will not, dye meekly for her sake;
Dye rather, dye, then euer so faire loue forsake.

1 "But, foolish boy, what boots your service base

boots > avails

2 To her, to whom the heavens do serve and sue?

serve and sue > service and homage (sue = follow as an attendant,
take as a model, pattern, or ideal)

3 You a mean squire, of meek and lowly place,

mean > lowly
place > rank, status

4 She heavenly born, and of celestial hue.

hue > appearance

5 How then? Of all Love takes equal view:
6 And does not highest God vouchsafe to take
7 The love and service of the basest crew?

crew > mob

8 If she will not, die meekly for her sake;
9 Die rather, die, than ever so fair love forsake."

so > [such a]

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Thus warreid he long time against his will,
2 Till that through weaknesse he was forst at last,
To yield himselfe vnto the mighty ill:
4 Which as a victour proud, gan ransack fast
His inward parts, and all his entrayles wast,
6 That neither bloud in face, nor life in hart
It left, but both did quite drye vp, and blast;
8 As percing leuin, which the inner part
Of euery thing consumes, and calcineth by art.

1 Thus warrayed he long time against his will,

warrayed > waged war
will > {Inclination, carnal desire, carnal appetite; that which he
desired}

2 Till through weakness he was forced at last
3 To yield himself to the mighty ill:

the mighty ill > (Death, decay; ill = evil)

4 Which, as a victor proud, gan ransack fast

gan > did

5 His inward parts, and all his entrails waste,

entrails > bowels, inner parts
waste > (Vb.)

6 That neither blood in face, nor life in heart

That > [So that]

7 It left, but both did quite dry up, and blast;

blast > wither

8 As piercing levin, which the inner part

levin > lightning

9 Of everything consumes, and calcines by art.

by art > (Precise meaning unclear)

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Which seeing faire _Belph{oe}be_, gan to feare,
2 Least that his wound were inly well not healed,
Or that the wicked steele empoysned were:
4 Litle she weend, that loue he close concealed;
Yet still he wasted, as the snow congealed,
6 When the bright sunne his beams thereon doth beat;
Yet neuer he his hart to her reuealed,
8 But rather chose to dye for sorrow great,
Then with dishonorable termes her to entreat.