or mighty charme.

1 I wot not whether the revenging steel

wot > know

2 Were hardened with that holy water dew

dew > dew (sb.); _also:_ due, merited, belonging by right

3 Wherein he fell, or sharper edge did feel,
4 Or his baptized hands now greater grew;
5 Or other secret virtue did ensue;

virtue > power
ensue > result [from his immersion]

6 Else never could the force of fleshly arm,

Else > Otherwise

7 Nor molten metal in his blood imbrue:

imbrue > steep (i.e. even molten metal could not be steeped in the
dragon's blood)

8 For till that stound could never wight him harm

stound > {Moment; time of trial or pain}
wight > person, mortal

9 By subtlety, nor sleight, nor might, nor mighty charm.

charm > magic spell

111.37

The cruell wound enraged him so sore,
2 That loud he +yelded+ for exceeding paine;
As hundred ramping Lyons seem'd to rore,
4 Whom rauenous hunger did thereto constraine:
Then gan he tosse aloft his stretched traine,
6 And therewith scourge the buxome aire so sore,
That to his force to yeelden it was faine;
8 Ne ought his sturdie strokes might stand afore,
That high trees ouerthrew, and rocks in peeces tore.

2 yelded > yelled _1609;_ yelped _dub. conj. Smith_

1 The cruel wound enraged him so sore,
2 That loud he yelled for exceeding pain;
3 As hundred ramping lions seemed to roar,

ramping > rearing

4 Whom ravenous hunger did thereto constrain:

thereto > to that [roaring]

5 Then gan he toss aloft his stretched train,

gan > did
train > tail

6 And therewith scourge the buxom air so sore,

therewith > with it
buxom > yielding, pliant

7 That to his force to yield it was fain;

fain > obliged

8 Neither aught his sturdy strokes might stand before,

aught > anything
sturdy > recklessly violent
might stand before > could withstand

9 That high trees overthrew, and rocks in pieces tore.

111.38

The same aduauncing high aboue his head,
2 With sharpe intended sting so rude him smot,
That to the earth him droue, as stricken dead,
4 Ne liuing wight would haue him life behot:
The mortall sting his angry needle shot
6 Quite through his shield, and in his shoulder seasd,
Where fast it stucke, ne would there out be got:
8 The griefe thereof him wondrous sore diseasd,
Ne might his ranckling paine with patience be appeasd.

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