RIght well I wote most mighty Soueraine,
2 That all this famous antique history,
Of some th'aboundance of an idle braine
4 Will iudged be, and painted forgery,
Rather then matter of iust memory,
6 Sith none, that breatheth liuing aire, does know,
Where is that happy land of Faery,
8 Which I so much do vaunt, yet no where show,
But vouch antiquities, which no body can know.
1 Right well I wot, most mighty sovereign,
wot > know
2 That all this famous antique history
antique > ancient; old-fashioned; also: antic: grotesque, bizarre
3 Of some the abundance of an idle brain
Of > By abundance > superfluity
4 Will judged be, and painted forgery,
painted > {Ornamented; given a false colouring}
5 Rather than matter of just memory,