id smile, and rosy red
5 Did paint his cheerful cheeks, yet being dead:

yet > although

6 Seemed to have been a goodly personage,

Seemed > [He seemed]
goodly > well-favoured, handsome

7 Now in his freshest flower of lustihead,

lustihead > lustiness, vigour; lustfulness

8 Fit to inflame fair lady with love's rage,
9 But that fierce fate did crop the blossom of his age.

201.42

Whom when the good Sir _Guyon_ did behold,
2 His hart gan wexe as starke, as marble stone,
And his fresh bloud did frieze with fearefull cold,
4 That all his senses seemd bereft +attone:+
At last his mightie ghost gan deepe to grone,
6 As Lyon grudging in his great disdaine,
Mournes inwardly, and makes to himselfe mone;
8 Till ruth and fraile affection did +constraine,+
His +stout courage+ to stoupe, and shew his inward paine.

4 attone: > attone, _1596_
8 constraine, > constraine _1609_
9 stout courage > courage stout _1609_

1 Whom when the good Sir Guyon did behold,
2 His heart gan wax as stark as marble stone,

gan > did; began to
wax > grow
stark > rigid, incapable of movement

3 And his fresh blood did freeze with fearful cold,
4 That all his senses seemed bereft at one:

That > [So that]
at one > at once, simultaneously

5 At last his mighty ghost began deep to groan,

ghost > spirit

6 As lion, grudging in his great disdain,

grudging > murmuring, grumbling; _hence:_ growling
disdain > indignation, anger

7 Mourns inwardly, and makes to himself moan;
8 Till ruth and frail affection did constrain

ruth > pity

9 His stout courage to stoop, and show his inward pain.

stout > proud; bold
courage > heart, mind, spirit

201.43

Out of her gored wound the cruell steele
2 He lightly snatcht, and did the floudgate stop
With his faire garment: then gan softly feele
4 Her feeble pulse, to proue if any drop
Of liuing bloud yet in her veynes did hop;
6 Which when he felt to moue, he hoped faire
To call backe life to her forsaken shop;
8 So well he did her deadly wounds repaire,
That at the last she gan to breath out liuing aire.

1 Out of her gored wound the cruel steel
2 He lightly snatched, and did the floodgate stop

lightly > quickly, lightly

3 With his fair garment: then gan softly feel

gan > did

4 Her feeble pulse, to prove if any drop
5 Of living blood yet in her veins did