For ofte at festes have I wel herd seye,
	That tregetours, with-inne an halle large,
	Have maad come in a water and a barge,
	And in the halle rowen up and doun.
	Sometyme hath semed come a grim leoun;
	And somtyme floures spring as in a mede;
	Somtyme a vyne, and grapes whyte and rede;
	Somtyme a castle, al of lyme and stoon;
	And whan hem lyked, voyded it anoon.
	Thus semed it to every mannes sighte.

	Doun of his hors Aurelius lighte anon,
	And forth with this magicien is he gon
	Hoom to his hous, and made hem wel at ese.
	Hem lakked no vitaille that mighte hem plese;
	So wel arrayed hous as ther was oon
	Aurelius in his lyf saugh never noon.
		He shewed him, er he went to sopeer,
	Forestes, parkes ful of wilde deer;
	Ther saugh he hertes with hir hornes hye,
	The gretteste that ever were seyn with ye.
	He saugh of hem an hondred slayn with houndes.
	And somme with arwes blede of bittre woundes.
	He saugh, whan voided were thise wilde deer,
	Thise fauconers upon a fair river,
	That with hir haukes han the heron slayn.
	Tho saugh he knightes justing in a playn;
	And after this he dide him swich plesaunce,
	The he him shewed his lady on a daunce,
	On which him-self he daunced, as him thoughte.
	And whan this maister, that this magik wroughte,
	Saugh it was tyme, he clapped his handes two,
	And farewel!  al our revel was ago.
	And yet remoeved they never out of the hous,
	Whyl they saugh al this sighte merveillous.