With fressh garlandës, partie blewe and whyte,
1435
And thaim rejoysen in their greet delyt.
Eke eche at other threw the floures bright,
The prymerose, the violet, the gold;
So than, as I beheld the ryall sight,
My lady gan me sodenly behold,
1440
And with a trew-love, plited many-fold,
She smoot me through the [very] hert as blyve;