LIX
Herein his barons, one and all,
Doth Love to stalwart battle call
By letter, which an envoy takes,
Who no account of danger makes.
The God of Love, without or place
Or time affixed where face to face10920
He’d meet his barons, letters sent
Bidding them all to parliament;
These he commanded, those besought,
And all appeared, misdoubting nought,
Ready to do whate’er they could
To serve the end their liege lord would.
I name them all pell-mell as I
May rhyme them most commodiously.
Dame Idlesse first of all I name.
Who with the largest banner came,10930
Then Noble-Heart, and Dame Richesse,
Franchise, and Pity, and Largess,
Bright Honour, Boldness, Courtesy,
Sir Mirth and young Simplicity,
And Glee, and Sport, and Youthfulness,
And Joyousness, and Good-Success,
And Gaiety, and quick Desire,
And Beauty with her heart afire,
Sweet Patience, and bold Confidence,
Hide-Close, and Constrained-Abstinence,10940
Who near False-Seeming ever goes,
And all his ways and wishes knows;
And all of these their lieges brought,
Joyous of face, of bearing haught.
