Forth came that auncient Lord and aged Queene,
Arayd in antique robes downe to the ground,
And sad habiliments right well beseene;
A noble crew about them waited round
Of sage and sober Peres, all gravely gownd;
Whom farre before did march a goodly band
Of tall young men,[°] all hable armes to sownd,
But now they laurell braunches bore in hand;
Glad signe of victorie and peace in all their land.