1 To whom he thus: "O fairest under sky, 2 True be your words, and worthy of your praise, 3 That warlike feats do highest glorify.
That > [You who]
4 Therein have I spent all my youthly days, 5 And many battles fought, and many frays 6 Throughout the world, whereso they might be found,
whereso > wherever
7 Endeavouring my dreaded name to raise 8 Above the moon, that fame may it resound
Above the moon > In heaven, in eternity (Belphoebe's foster-mother,
Diana, is the goddess of the moon, making this choice of phrase
splendidly crass)
that > [so that]
9 In her eternal trump, with laurel garland crowned.
trump > {Trumpet-note; hence: proclamation of fame, glory, etc.} laurel > (Used to make a wreath for conquerors)
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But what art thou, {o^} Ladie, which doest raunge
2 In this wilde forrest, where no pleasure is,
And doest not it for ioyous court exchaunge,
4 Emongst thine equall peres, where happie blis
And all delight does raigne, much more then this?
6 There thou maist loue, and dearely loued bee,
And swim in pleasure, which thou here doest mis;
8 There maist thou best be seene, and best maist see:
The wood is fit for beasts, the court is fit for thee.