Had one marked that palfrey led
To the tower, he sooth had said,
These are royal folk and rare —
Jewels in her plaited hair
Shine not clearer than her eyes,
And her lord in goodly wise
With his plumèd cap in‘ s hand
Moves in the measure of command.
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