When the kyng wold hafe solas,
The bugyll was [fett] into the plas,
To make solas and game;
And then changyd the cokwoldes chere;
The kyng them callyd ferre and nere,
Lordynges, by ther name.
Than men myght se game inowȝe,
When every cokwold on other leuȝe,
And ȝit thei schamyd sore:
Where euer the cokwoldes wer sought,