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After meat, by the chimney in chamber they sit

And comfort them well with the winsome wine;

And again in their game they agreed on the morn

To fulfil the same foreward as before they had made:

As fortune should chance, their winnings to change⁠—

Aught new that they got, at night when they met.

This covenant they accorded before all the court,

And the beverage was brought, with bourd and with jest.

Then a lovesome leave they took at the last,

For all to their beds must busk them anon.

When the cock had crow’n and cackled but thrice,

Then leapt up the lord, and his lieges each one;

And when mass and morsel they had meetly taken,

Ere dawn’d any day they dress’d to the forest,

to chase;

Loudly with hunt and horns

Through plains they pass’d apace,

Uncoupled, among the thorns,

The hounds so swift to race.