Our thanks to you, Sir Bors!
Guinevere.
And what says Sir Bleoberis?
Sir Bleoberis.
To be richly beseen, Madam; to be arrayed with the goodliest guise, in silk attire, with precious stones, perfumes of sweet savour, and gold and silver, great plenty, for to spend!
[This is received with amusement, and protest from the Ladies.]
Sir Kay.
[Nods assent.] Ye say well! [To Sir Bleoberis.] And add to these things, good cheer; meat, and spiced drinkings, and sweet eatings out of measure!
[More mirth, and renewed protests. Cries of: “Fie on you, Sir Kay! For shame for an ungentle knight, Sir Kay! Oh, knight of the discourteous tongue, Sir Kay!” etc.]