;
But double griefs afflict concealing harts,
6 As raging flames who striueth to suppresse.
The author then (said he) of all my smarts,
8 Is one _Duessa_ a false sorceresse,
That many errant knights hath brought to wretchednesse.

1 "Say on, Fradubio, then, +or+ man or tree,"

or > either, whether

2 Quoth then the knight. "By whose mischievous arts

mischievous > harmful; ill-intentioned

3 Are you misshapen thus, as now I see?
4 He oft finds medicine who his grief imparts;

imparts > relates, makes known

5 But double griefs afflict concealing hearts,
6 As raging flames, who strives to suppress."

who > [he who]
suppress > [suppress his grief]

7 "The author then," said he, "of all my smarts

smarts > pains

8 Is one Duessa, a false sorceress,

Duessa > "Duplicity" (Latin, _duo esse_, to be two)

9 That many errant knights has brought to wretchedness.

errant > itinerant (a knight errant roamed in quest of adventure;
the word-order here also implies the sense of erring, deviating,
etc.)

102.35

In prime of youthly yeares, when corage hot
2 The fire of loue and ioy of cheualree
First kindled in my brest, it was my lot
4 To loue this gentle Lady, whom ye see,
Now not a Lady, but a seeming tree;
6 With whom as once I rode accompanyde,
Me chaunced of a knight encountred bee,
8 That had a like faire Lady by his syde,
Like a faire Lady, but did fowle _Duessa_ hyde.

1 "In prime of youthly years, when courage hot

youthly > youthful
courage > heart; spirit; lustiness

2 The fire of love and joy of chivalry
3 First kindled in my breast, it was my lot
4 To love this gentle lady, whom you see

gentle > noble; gentle

5 Now not a lady, but a seeming tree;
6 With whom, as once I rode accompanied,
7 Me chanced of a knight encountered be,

be > [to be]

8 That had a like fair lady by his side,

like > similarly; similar

9 Like a fair lady, but did foul Duessa hide.

102.36

Whose forged beauty he did take in hand,
2 All other Dames to haue exceeded farre;
I in defence of mine did likewise stand,
4 Mine, that did then shine as the Morning starre:
So both to battell fierce arraunged arre,
6 In which his harder fortune was to fall
Vnder my speare: such is the dye of warre:
8 His Lady left as a prise martiall,
Did yield her comely person, to be at my ca