Ho! is there any will ride with me, Sir Giles, le bon des barriéres?
The clink of arms is good to hear,
The flap of pennons fair to see; Ho! is there any will ride with me, Sir Giles, le bon des barrières?
The leopards and lilies are fair to see,
“St. George Guienne” right good to hear: Ho! is there any will ride with me, Sir Giles, le bon des barrières?
I stood by the barrier,
My coat being blazon’d fair to see; Ho! is there any will ride with me, Sir Giles, le bon des barrières?
Clisson put out his head to see,
And lifted his basnet up to: hear; I pull’d him through the bars to ME, Sir Giles, le bon des barrières.
