6 All wallowed in his own yet lukewarm blood,
wallowed > prostrated
7 That from his wound yet welled fresh, alas;
8 In which a rusty knife fast fixed stood,
rusty > blood-stained; dirty; rusty
fast > firmly
9 And made an open passage for the gushing flood.
109.37
Which piteous spectacle, approuing trew
2 The wofull tale that _Treuisan_ had told,
When as the gentle _Redcrosse_ knight did vew,
4 With firie zeale he burnt in courage bold,
Him to auenge, before his bloud were cold,
6 And to the villein said, Thou damned wight,
The author of this fact, we here behold,
8 What iustice can but iudge against thee right,
With thine owne bloud to price his bloud, here shed in sight.
1 Which piteous spectacle, proving true
2 The woeful tale that Trevisan had told,
3 When the gentle Redcross Knight did view,
gentle > courteous; generous
4 With fiery zeal he burnt in courage bold
5 Him to avenge, before his blood were cold,
his blood > [the Redcross Knight's metaphorical, or Sir Terwin's
literal, blood]
6 And to the villain said, "You damned wight,
wight > creature
7 The author of this fact we here behold,
fact > deed
8 What justice can but judge against you right,
justice can but > [system of justice can do anything but]
9 With your own blood to price his blood, here shed in sight?"
price > pay for
109.38
What franticke fit (quoth he) hath thus distraught
2 Thee, foolish man, so rash a doome to giue?
What iustice euer other iudgement taught,
4 But he should die, who merites not to liue?
None else to death this man despayring driue,
6 But his owne guiltie mind deseruing death.
Is then vniust to each his due to giue?
8 Or let him die, that loatheth +liuing+ breath?
Or let him die at ease, that liueth here vneath?
8 liuing > liniug _1596_
1 "What frantic fit," quoth he, "has thus distracted
frantic > deliriously mad, frenzied
2 You, foolish man, so rash a doom to give?
doom > judgement, sentence
3 What justice ever other judgement taught,
justice > [system of justice]
4 But he should die, who merits not to live?
But > [But that]
5 None else to death this man despairing drive,
drive > drives; drove
6 But his own guilty mind, deserving death.
7 Is then unjust to each his due to give,
Is > [Is it]
8 Or let him die, that loathes
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