] Meir, Citezeins, and al the Comonte, At youre hom comyng newe out of Fraunce, Be grace relevyd of al ther olde grevaunce, Syng this day with gret solempnyte. Thus resceyvyd, an esy paas rydyng, The kyng is entred into this Citee; And in Cornhull anon at his comynge, To do plesaunce to his mageste, A tabernacle surmontyng of beaute, There was ordeyned, be full fresshe entaille, Richely arraied with rialle apparaille; This tabernacle of moost magnyfycence, Was of this byldyng verrey imperiall, Mad for the lady callyd dame Sapience. [Sidenote: Septem sciencie liberales.