*The longe day, thus walking in the grene.
From A. 55-58.
(B. 53)
This dayesye, of alle floures flour,
Fulfild of vertu and of alle honour,
†And ever y-lyke fair and fresh of hewe,
As wel in winter as in somer newe—
(B. 61)
And whan the sonne ginneth for to weste,
Than closeth hit, and draweth hit to reste.