To see, on the level plains beyond

Gay knights and steeds caparison’d”;⁠—

“The beautiful spring delights me well, When flowers and leaves are growing; And it pleases my heart to hear the swell Of the birds’ sweet chorus flowing In the echoing wood; And I love to see, all scattered around, Pavilions and tents on the martial ground; And my spirit finds it good, To see, on the level plains beyond Gay knights and steeds caparison’d”;⁠—

and ending with a challenge to Richard Coeur de Lion, telling his minstrel Papiol to go