6 And his embroidered bonnet sat awry;

bonnet > cap

7 'Twixt both his hands few sparks he close did strain,

few >

8 Which still he blew, and kindled busily,

still > ever, continually

9 That soon they life conceived, and forth in flames did fly.

That > [So that]

312.10

Next after him went Doubt, who was yclad
2 In a discolour'd cote, of straunge disguyse,
That at his backe a brode Capuccio had,
4 And sleeues dependant Albanese-wyse:
He lookt askew with his mistrustfull eyes,
6 And nicely trode, as thornes lay in his way,
Or that the flore to shrinke he did auyse,
8 And on a broken reed he still did stay
His feeble steps, which shrunke, when hard theron he lay.