Assemblede he is dousse pers everuchon,
The proude Eorl of Artoys ant other mony on,
to come to Paris.
The barouns of Fraunce thider conne gon,
Into the paleis that paved is with ston,
To jugge the Flemmisshe to bernen ant to slon,
thourh the flour-de-lis.
Thenne seide the Kyng Philip, “Lustneth nou to me,
Myn eorles ant my barouns gentil ant fre,
Goth, faccheth me the tray tours y-bounde to my kne,