Ne cared he for wine, or half-and-half;

Ne cared he for fish or flesh or fowl,

And sauces held he worthless as the chaff,

He 'sdeigned the swine-head at the wassail-bowl;

Ne with lewd ribbalds sat he cheek by jowl,

Ne with sly Lemans in the scorner's chair;

But after water-brooks this Pilgrim's soul

Panted, and all his food was woodland air