Bring coronations, and sops-in-wine,
Worn of paramours:
Strow me the ground with daffadowndillies,
And cowslips, and kingcups, and loved lillies:
The pretty paunce,
And the chevisance,
Shall match with the fair flower delice.
"Now rise up, Elisa, decked as thou art
In royal array;
And now ye dainty damsels may depart