Y Carpette Knyghte.

I have a horse — a ryghte goode horse — Ne doe I envye those Who scoure y playne yn headye course Tyll soddayne on theyre nose

They lyghte wyth unexpected force — Yt ys — a horse of clothes. I have a saddel — “Say'st thou soe? Wyth styrruppes, Knyghte, to boote?”

I sayde not that — I answere “Noe” — Yt lacketh such, I woote: Yt ys a mutton-saddel, loe! Parte of y fleecye brute.

I have a bytte — a ryghte good bytte — As shall bee seene yn tyme. Y jawe of horse yt wyll not fytte; Yts use ys more sublyme.

Fayre Syr, how deemest thou of yt? Yt ys — thys bytte of rhyme.