& bi-houes his buffet abide, with-oute debate more;
Bot quen þat comly he keuered his wyttes,
Swenges out of þe sweuenes, & sware3 with hast.
Þe lady luflych com la3ande swete,
Felle ouer his fayre face, & fetly him kyssed;
He welcume3 hir worþily, with a wale chere;
He se3 hir so glorious, & gayly atyred,
So fautles of hir fetures, & of so fyne hewes,
Wi3t wallande Ioye warmed his hert;
With smoþe smylyng & smolt þay smeten in-to merþe,