308.47
Ah gentle knight (said then Sir Satyrane)
2 Thy labour all is lost, I greatly dread,
That hast a thanklesse seruice on thee ta'ne,
4 And offrest sacrifice vnto the dead:
For dead, I +surely+ doubt, thou maist aread
6 Henceforth for euer Florimell to be,
That all the noble knights of Maydenhead,
8 Which her ador'd, may sore repent with me,
And all faire Ladies may for euer sory be.
5 surely > sorely sugg. Upton; see 308.48:6
1 "Ah, gentle knight," said then Sir Satyrane,
gentle > noble
2 "Your labour all is lost, I greatly dread, 3 That have a thankless service on you taken,
That > [In that you]
4 And offer sacrifice to the dead: 5 For dead, I sorely doubt, you may aread
sorely > (Following Upton's suggestion: see Textual Appendix) doubt > fear aread > adjudge; declare
6 Henceforth for ever Florimell to be, 7 That all the noble knights of Maidenhead,