Jennets of Spain that be so white Trapped to the ground with velvet bright. Ye shall have harp, sawtry, and song, And other myrthes you among; Ye shall have Rumney and Malmesyne, Both ypocrass and vernage wine, Mount rose and wine of Greek, Both algrade and despice eke; Antioch and bastard, Piment also and gamarde; Wine of Greek and muscadell, Both clare piment and rochell,[213] The red your stomach to defy, And pots of osey set you by. You shall have venison ybake,[214] The best wild fowl that may be take. A lese of greyhounds with you to strike, And hart and hind and other lyke, Ye shall be set at such a tryst[215] That hart and hind shall come to your fist. Your disease to drive you fro, To hear the bugles there yblowe. Homeward thus shall ye ride, On hawking by the river's side, With goss hawk and with gentle falcon, With egle-horn, and merlyon.[216] When you come home your men among, Ye shall have revel dance and song, Little children great and small Shall sing as doth the nightingale. Then shall ye go to your even song, With tenors and trebles among, Threescore of ropes of damask bright Full of pearls they shall be pight,[217] Your censers shall be of gold Indent with azure many a fold: Your choir nor organ song shall want With counter note and discant. The other half on organs playing, With young children full fair singing. Then shall ye go to your supper, And sit in tents in green arbour, With cloth of arras pight to the ground, With saphires set and diamond. The nightingale sitting on a thorn Shall sing you notes both even and morn. An hundred knights truly told, Shall play with bowls in alleys cold, Your disease to drive away, To see the fishes in pools play. And then walk in arbour up and down, To see the flowers of great renown. To a draw-bridge then shall ye, The one half of stone, the other of tree; A barge shall meet you, full right, With twenty-four oars full bright, With trumpets and with clarion, The fresh water to row up and down. * * * * * Into your chamber they shall you bring With much mirth and more liking. Your blankets shall be of fustain, Your sheets shall be of cloths of Rayne;[218] Your head sheet shall be of pery pyght,[219] With diamonds set and ruby bright. When you are laid in bed so soft, A cage of gold shall hang aloft, With long pepper fair burning, And cloves that be sweet smelling, Frankinsence and olibanum,[220] That when you sleep the taste may come, And if ye no rest can make, All night minstrels for you shall wake." [Sidenote: Chivalric love.]