Some of hawthorne, and some of the wodebind, And many mo which I have not in mind. And so they came ther horse freshly stirring With bloudy sownis of ther trompis loud; There se I many an uncouth disguising In the array of thilkè knightis proud; And at the last as evenly as they coud They toke ther place in middis of the mede, And every knight turnid his horsis hede To his felow, and lightly laid a spere Into the rest, and so justis began On every part aboutin here and there; Some brake his spere, some threw down horse and man, About the felde astray the stedis ran; And to behold their rule and govirnance I you ensure it was a grete plesaunce. And so the justis last an hour and more But tho that crownid were in laurir grene Did win the prise; their dintis were so sore That there was none agenst them might sustene, And the justing allè was left off clene; And fro ther horse the nine alight anon, And so did all the remnaunt everichone; And forth they yede togidir twain and twain, That to behold it was a worthy sight, Toward the ladies on the grenè plain, That song and dauncid, as I said now right; The ladies as sone as they godely might They brakin off both the song and the dance And yede to mete them with full glad semblaunce: And every lady toke full womanly By the hond a knight, and so forth they yede Unto a faire laurir that stode fast by, With levis laid, the boughis of grete brede, And to my dome ther nevir was indede A man that had sene half so faire a tre, For undirneth it there might well have be An hundrid persons at ther own plesaunce Shadowid fro the hete of Phœbus bright, So that they shouldin have felt no grevance Neithir for rain, ne haile, that them hurt might; The savour eke rejoice would any wight That hed be sick or melancholious, It was so very gode and vertuous. And with grete rev'rence they enclinid low Unto the tre so sote and fair of hew, And aftir that within a litil throw They all began to sing and daunce of new; Some song of love, some plaining of untrew, Environing the tre that stode upright, And evir yede a lady and a knight. And at the last I cast mine eie aside, And was ware of a lusty company That came roming out of the feldè wide, And hond in hond a knight and a lady, The ladies all in surcotes, that richly Purfilid were with many a rich stone, And every knight of grene ware mantlis on, Embroulid wele, so as the surcots were, And everich had a chapelet on her hed, [Which did right wele upon the shining here] Makid of godely flouris white and red, The knightis eke that they in hondè led In sute of them ware chaplets everichone, And before them went minstrels many one; As harpis, pipis, lutis, and sautry,