that feend was rent without remorse:
4 Much feared he, least ought did ill betide
To that faire Mayd, the flowre of womens pride;
6 For her he dearely loued, and in all
His famous conquests highly magnifide:
8 Besides her golden girdle, which did fall
From her in flight, he found, that did him sore apall.
1 There well perceived he that it was the horse
2 Whereon fair Florimell was wont to ride,
wont > accustomed
3 That of that fiend was rent without remorse:
of > by
rent > torn to pieces
remorse > pity, compassion
4 Much feared he, lest aught did ill betide
aught > anything
ill betide > evilly happen
5 To that fair maid, the flower of women's pride;
6 For her he dearly loved, and in all
7 His famous conquests highly magnified:
magnified > glorified
8 Besides her golden girdle, which did fall
Besides > {By the side, nearby}
9 From her in flight, he found, that did him sore appal.
appal > dismay
307.32
Full of sad feare, and doubtfull agony,
2 Fiercely he flew vpon that wicked feend,
And with huge strokes, and cruell battery
4 Him forst to leaue his pray, for to attend
Him selfe from deadly daunger to defend:
6 Full many wounds in his corrupted flesh
He did engraue, and muchell bloud did spend,
8 Yet might not do him dye, but aye more fresh
And fierce he still appeard, the more he did him thresh.
1 Full of sad fear, and doubtful agony,
sad > grievous; heavy; sad
doubtful agony > fearful mental anguish
2 Fiercely he flew upon that wicked fiend,
3 And with huge strokes, and cruel battery
battery > battering; assault with many blows
4 Him forced to leave his prey, to attend
leave his prey > (Apparently contradicting 307.30:9)
attend > turn his energies
5 Himself from deadly danger to defend:
6 Full many wounds in his corrupted flesh
Full > Exceedingly
7 He did engrave, and mickle blood did spend,
engrave > cut, carve
mickle > much
8 Yet might not do him die, but ay more fresh
might not do him die > [could not kill him]
ay > ever
9 And fierce he still appeared, the more he did him thrash.
still > ever, continually
307.33
He wist not, how him to despoile of life,
2 Ne how to win the wished victory,
Sith him he saw still stronger grow through strife,
4 And him selfe weaker through infirmity;
Greatly he grew enrag'd, and furi
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