The Destiny, minister general, That executeth in the world o’er all The purveyánce, 479 that God hath seen beforn; So strong it is, that though the world had sworn The contrary of a thing by yea or nay, Yet some time it shall fallën on a day That falleth not eft 480 in a thousand year. For certainly our appetitës here, Be it of war, or peace, or hate, or love, All is this ruled by the sight 481 above. This mean I now by mighty Theseus, That for to hunten is so desiroús⁠— And namëly 482 the greatë hart in May⁠— That in his bed there dawneth him no day That he n’is clad, and ready for to ride With hunt and horn, and houndës him beside.