“First on the wall was peinted a forest,

In which therwonneth neyther man ne best,

With knotty knarry barrein trees old

Of stubbes sharpe and hidous to behold;

In which there ran a romble and a swough

As though a storme shuld bresten every bough.”

“First on the wall was peinted a forest, In which therwonneth neyther man ne best, With knotty knarry barrein trees old Of stubbes sharpe and hidous to behold; In which there ran a romble and a swough As though a storme shuld bresten every bough.”