ious speach,
2 Was all abasht, and low prostrating, said;
Good Sir, let not my +rudenesse+ be no breach
4 Vnto your patience, ne be ill ypaid;
For I vnwares this way by fortune straid,
6 A silly Pilgrim driuen to distresse,
That seeke a Lady, There he suddein staid,
8 And did the rest with grieuous sighes suppresse,
While teares stood in his eies, few drops of bitternesse.

3 rudenesse > rudedesse _1596_

1 The wretched man at his imperious speech
2 Was all abashed and, low prostrating, said:

prostrating > [prostrating himself]

3 "Good sir, let not my rudeness be no breach

no > (The double negative is intensive)

4 To your patience, nor be ill apaid;

be > (Imperative mood, addressing Braggadocchio)
ill apaid > displeased

5 For I unwares this way by fortune strayed,

unwares > unwittingly

6 A silly pilgrim driven to distress,

silly > humble, lowly; helpless, innocent

7 That seek a lady ..." There he sudden stayed,

stayed > stopped

8 And did the rest with grievous sighs suppress,
9 While tears stood in his eyes, few drops of bitterness.

310.26

What Ladie, man? (said _Trompart_) take good hart,
2 And tell thy griefe, if any hidden lye;
Was neuer better time to shew thy smart,
4 Then now, that noble succour is thee by,
That is the whole worlds commune remedy.
6 That chearefull word his weake hart much did cheare,
And with vaine hope his spirits faint supply,
8 That bold he said; {o^} most redoubted Pere,
Vouchsafe with mild regard a wretches cace to heare.

1 "What lady, man?" said Trompart. "Take good heart,
2 And tell your grief, if any hidden lie;

tell > describe

3 Was never better time to show your smart

smart > pain, acute pain

4 Than now, that noble succour is you by,
5 That is the whole world's common remedy."
6 That cheerful word his weak heart much did cheer,
7 And with vain hope his spirits faint supply,

vain > foolish

8 That bold he said: "O most redoubted peer,

That > [So that]
peer > nobleman

9 Vouchsafe with mild regard a wretch's case to hear."

mild > gracious, kindly

310.27

Then sighing sore, It is not long (said hee)
2 +Sith+ I enioyd the gentlest Dame aliue;
Of whom a knight, no knight at all perdee,
4 But shame of all, that doe for honor striue,
By treacherous deceipt did me depriue;
6 Through open outra