Dight

Right against the eastern gate, / Where the great sun begins his state, / Robed in flames, and amber light, / The clouds in thousand liveries dight[…].

[…]the veil lifted and discovered beneath it fifty horsemen, ravening lions to the sight, in steel armour dight.

[…]nor is there found, in sea or on land, a sweeter or pleasanter of gifts than she; for she is prime in comeliness and seemlihead of face and symmetrical shape of perfect grace; her cheek is ruddy dight, her brow flower white, her teeth gem-bright, her eyes blackest black and whitest white, her hips of heavy weight, her waist slight and her favour exquisite.

[…]It sways upon a billow foam-befrilled, / Dighted with precious gems[…]