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The wisard could no +lenger+ beare her bord,
2 But brusting forth in laughter, to her sayd;
Glauce, what needs this colourable word,
4 To cloke the cause, that hath it selfe bewrayd?
Ne ye faire Britomartis, thus arayd,
6 More hidden are, then Sunne in cloudy vele;
Whom thy good fortune, hauing fate obayd,
8 Hath hither brought, for succour to appele:
The which the powres to thee are pleased to reuele.
1 lenger > longer 1609
1 The wizard could no longer bear her board,
board > speech, address (from the vb. "to board", to accost, assail, make advances to)
2 But, bursting forth in laughter, to her said: 3 "Glauce, what needs this colourable word,
needs > [need is there of] colourable > specious word > speech
4 To cloak the cause that has itself bewrayed?
bewrayed > revealed, betrayed
5 Nor you, fair Britomart, thus arrayed, 6 More hidden are, than sun in cloudy veil; 7 Whom your good fortune, having fate obeyed, 8 Has hither brought, for succour to appeal: 9 Which the powers to you are pleased to reveal."