To make yow [to longe] dwellen,
Of this yates florisshinges,
[Ne of] compasses, ne of kervinges,
[Ne how they hatte in masoneries],
As, [corbets] fulle of imageries.
1305
But, lord! so fair hit was to shewe,
For hit was al with gold behewe.
But in I wente, and that anoon;
Ther mette I crying many oon,—