Of tryed Tolouse, of Tars tapites in-noghe,
Þat were enbrawded & beten wyth þe best gemmes,
Þat myȝt be preued of prys wyth penyes to bye,
in daye;
Þe comlokest to discrye,
Þer glent with yȝen gray,
A semloker þat euer he syȝe,
Soth moȝt no mon say.
V.
Arthur would not eat,