Pleasaunce

No maid will talk / Of sitting on my tomb, until the leaves, / Grown big upon the bushes of the walk, / East of the Palace-pleasaunce, make it hard / To see the minster therefrom […]

And he looked in the mirror, and, seeing his own face, he gave a great cry and woke, and the bright sunlight was streaming into the room, and from the trees of the garden and pleasaunce the birds were singing.

King Amor planted the seed in a pleasaunce of its own. It grew into the most beautiful blue flower the world had ever known.

It must be remembered that she was like a child, entering into possession of a pleasaunce or toycupboard; her arguments would not commend themselves to mature women, who have had the run of it all their lives.