What is "euery"

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But first it falleth me by course to tellOf faire Serena, who as earst you heard,When first the gentle Squire at variaunce fellWith those two Carles, fled fast away, afeardOf villany to be to her inferd:So fresh the image of her former dread,Yet dwelling in her eye, to her appeard,That euery foote did tremble, which did tread,And euery body two, and two she foure did read.

Which when as Archimago heard, his griefeHe knew right well, and him attonce disarmd:Then searcht his secret wounds, and made a priefeOf euery place, that was with brusing harmd,Or with the hidden fire too inly warmd.

And now faire Phoebus gan decline in hastHis weary wagon to the Westerne vale,Whenas they spide a goodly castle, plastForeby a riuer in a pleasaunt dale,Which choosing for that euenings hospitale,They thither marcht: but when they came in sight,And from their sweaty Coursers did auale,They found the gates fast barred long ere night,And euery loup fast lockt, as fearing foes despight.

The first troupe was a monstrous rablementOf fowle misshapen wights, of which some wereHeaded like Owles, with beckes vncomely bent,Others like Dogs, others like Gryphons dreare,And some had wings, and some had clawes to teare,And euery one of them had Lynces eyes,And euery one did bow and arrowes beare:All those were lawlesse lustes, corrupt enuies,And couetous aspectes, all cruell enimies.

But they him spying, both with greedy forseAttonce vpon him ran, and him besetWith strokes of mortall steele without remorse,And on his shield like yron sledges bet:As when a Beare and Tygre being metIn cruell fight on lybicke Ocean wide,Espye a traueiler with feet surbet,Whom they in equall pray hope to deuide,They stint their strife, and him assaile on euery side.

For all so soone, as Guyon thence was gonVpon his voyage with his trustie guide,That wicked band of villeins fresh begonThat castle to assaile on euery side,And lay strong siege about it far and wide.

Then when with meates and drinkes of euery kindeTheir feruent appetites they quenched had,That auncient Lord gan fit occasion finde,Of straunge aduentures, and of perils sad,Which in his trauell him befallen had,For to demaund of his renowmed guest:Who then with vtt'rance graue, and count'nance sadFrom point to point, as is before exprest,Discourst his voyage long, according his request.

O Why doe wretched men so much desire,To draw their dayes vnto the vtmost date,And doe not rather wish them soone expire,Knowing the miserie of their estate,And thousand perills which them still awate,Tossing them like a boate amid the mayne,That euery houre they knocke at deathes gate?

So hauing all his bands againe vptyde,He with him thought backe to returne againe:But when he lookt about on euery syde,To weet which way were best to entertaine,To bring him to the place, where he would faine,He could no path nor tract of foot descry,Ne by inquirie learne, nor ghesse by ayme.

The time, that mortall men their weary caresDo lay away, and all wilde beastes do rest,And euery riuer eke his course forbearesThen doth this wicked euill thee infest,And riue with thousand throbs thy thrilled brest.

So great a mistresse of her art she was,And perfectly practiz'd in womans craft,That though therein himselfe he thought to pas,And by his false allurements wylie draftHad thousand women of their loue beraft,Yet now he was surpriz'd: for that false spright,Which that same witch had in this forme engraft,Was so expert in euery subtile slight,That it could ouerreach the wisest earthly wight.

And eke by that he saw on euery tree,How he the name of one engrauen had,Which likly was his liefest loue to be,For whom he now so sorely was bestad.

One day, as he was searching of their wounds,He found that they had festred priuily,And ranckling inward with vnruly stounds,The inner parts now gan to putrify,That quite they seem'd past helpe of surgery,And rather needed to be disciplindeWith holesome reede of sad sobriety,To rule the stubborne rage of passion blinde:Giue salues to euery sore, but counsell to the minde.

For that same vile Enchauntour Busyran,The very selfe same day that she was wedded,Amidst the bridale feast, whilest euery manSurcharg'd with wine, were heedlesse and ill hedded.

As a mad bytch, when as the franticke fitHer burning tongue with rage inflamed hath,Doth runne at randon, and with furious bitSnatching at euery thing, doth wreake her wrathOn man and beast, that commeth in her path.