[…] the jealousy of his foes of each other's share in the booty […].

Cleverly, he found ways of ingratiating himself with all the important guests.

Untill that Locrine for his Realmes defence, Did head against them make and strong munificence

Stiffly the old general climbed the steps to the upper deck of the warwagon, his knees having grown stiff in the chill air flowing over the deck. His suit of armour still felt too heavy on him, even though it was mostly decorative, splendidly so, […]