Some bragg’d for a title, and some for a place,
And, like braggarts, they bragg’d one and all!
Some spoke of their scars in the Holy Crusade,
Some boasted the banner of Fame they display’d,
And some sang their Loves in the soft serenade
As they sat in the Banquetting hall.
And here sat a Baron, and there sat a Knight,
And here stood a Page in his habit all bright,
And here a young Soldier in armour bedight
With a Friar carous’d, one and all.