And certes, if it n’ere 282 too long to hear, I would have told you fully the mannére, How wonnen 283 was the regne of Feminie, By Theseus, and by his chivalry; And of the greatë battle for the nonce Betwixt Athenës and the Amazons; And how assieged was Hippolyta, The fairë hardy queen of Scythia; And of the feast that was at her wedding, And of the tempest at her homecoming. But all these things I must as now forbear. I have, God wot, a largë field to ear; 284 And weakë be the oxen in my plough; The remnant of my tale is long enow. I will not letten eke none of this rout. 285 Let every fellow tell his tale about, And let see now who shall the supper win. There as I left,