He rode all his men beforne;
His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede;
A bolder barne was never born.
Tell me ‘what’ men ye ar, he says,
Or whos men that ye be:
Who gave youe leave to hunte in this
Chyviat chays in the spyt of me?
The first mane that ever him an answear mayd,
It was the good lord Persé:
We wyll not tell the ‘what’ men we ar, he says,