2 And happy ease, which you do want and crave, 3 And further from it daily wander: 4 What if some little pain the passage have, 5 That makes frail flesh fear the bitter wave? 6 Is not short pain well borne, that brings long ease, 7 And lays the soul to sleep in quiet grave? 8 Sleep after toil, port after stormy seas, 9 Ease after war, death after life does greatly please."
109.41
The knight much wondred at his suddeine wit,
2 And said, The terme of life is limited,
Ne may a man prolong, nor shorten it;
4 The souldier may not moue from watchfull sted,
Nor leaue his stand, vntill his Captaine bed.
6 Who life did limit by almightie doome,
(Quoth he) knowes best the termes established;
8 And he, that points the Centonell his roome,
Doth license him depart at sound of morning droome.
1 The knight much wondered at his sudden wit,
wondered > marvelled sudden > quick, sharp
2 And said, "The term of life is limited, 3 Nor may a man prolong, nor shorten, it;
Nor > Neither
4 The soldier may not move from watchful stead,
stead > place, post
5 Nor leave his stand, until his captain bids."