7 Privily moistening his horrid cheek.
Privily > Secretly horrid > bristly, shaggy
8 There was he painted full of burning darts,
There > [In the tapestry]
9 And many wide wounds lanced through his inner parts.
311.45
Ne did he spare (so cruell was the Elfe)
2 His owne deare mother, (ah why should he +so?)+
Ne did he spare sometime to pricke himselfe,
4 That he might tast the sweet consuming woe,
Which he had wrought to many others moe.
6 But to declare the mournfull Tragedyes,
And spoiles, wherewith he all the ground did strow,
8 More eath to number, with how many eyes
High heauen beholds sad louers nightly theeueryes.
2 so?) > so? 1596
1 Nor did he spare (so cruel was the elf)
elf > mischievous child