For in his hunting hath he such delight, That it is all his joy and appetite To be himself the greatë hartë’s bane; 483 For after Mars he serveth now Diane. Clear was the day, as I have told ere this, And Theseus, with allë joy and bliss, With his Hippolyta, the fairë queen, And Emily, y-clothed all in green, On hunting be they ridden royally. And to the grove, that stood there fastë by, In which there was an hart, as men him told, Duke Theseus the straightë way doth hold, And to the laund 484 he rideth him full right, There was the hart y-wont to have his flight, And over a brook, and so forth on his way. This Duke will have a course at him or tway With houndës, such as him lust 485 to command. And when this Duke was comë to the laund, Under the sun he looked, and anon