on his brothers shield, which hong thereby:
4 Therewith redoubled was his raging yre,
And said, Ah wretched sonne of wofull syre,
6 Doest thou sit wayling by black _Stygian_ lake,
Whilest here thy shield is hangd for victors hyre,
8 And sluggish german doest thy forces slake,
To after-send his foe, that him may ouertake?
1 At last the paynim chanced to cast his eye,
paynim > pagan, heathen
2 His sudden eye, flaming with wrathful fire,
3 Upon his brother's shield, which hung thereby:
thereby > near by
4 Therewith redoubled was his raging ire,
Therewith > With that; thereupon
5 And said, "Ah wretched son of woeful sire,
sire > father
6 Do you sit wailing by black Stygian lake,
Stygian lake > (The River Styx, the river across which dead souls
must pass)
7 Whilst here your shield is hung for victor's hire?
hire > wages
8 And, sluggish german, do your forces slake,
german > brother (now addressing himself rather than the soul of
Sansfoy)
slake > abate
9 To after-send his foe, that him may overtake?
105.11
Goe caytiue Elfe, him quickly ouertake,
2 And soone redeeme from his long wandring woe;
Goe guiltie ghost, to him my message make,
4 That I his shield haue quit from dying foe.
Therewith vpon his crest he stroke him so,
6 That twise he reeled, readie twise to fall;
End of the doubtfull battell deemed tho
8 The lookers on, and lowd to him gan call
The false _Duessa_, Thine the shield, and I, and all.
1 "Go, caitiff Elf, him quickly overtake,
caitiff > despicable, servile
2 And soon redeem from his long wandering woe;
3 Go, guilty ghost, to him my message make,
ghost > soul, spirit
make > represent, personify, frame (by virtue of your presence)
4 That I his shield have quit from dying foe."
quit > recovered, freed
5 Therewith upon his crest he struck him so,
Therewith > With that
6 That twice he reeled, ready twice to fall;
7 End of the doubtful battle deemed tho
doubtful > doubtful (of uncertain outcome); _also:_ fearful, awful
tho > thereupon, then
8 The lookers on, and loud to him gan call
gan > did
9 The false Duessa, "Yours the shield, and I, and all!"
105.12
Soone as the Faerie heard his Ladie speake,
2 Out of his swowning dreame he gan awake,
And quickning faith, that earst was woxen weake,
4 The creeping deadly cold aw
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