The dignitaries, the dresses, the hats (!), the DRESS, and finally the vows.
A bit of Chaucer, quoted in the ceremony.
From the Franklin's Tale, here in interlinear translation.
761 For o thyng, sires, saufly dar I seye,
For one thing, sirs, I dare say confidently,
762 That freendes everych oother moot obeye,
That friends must obey each other,
763 If they wol longe holden compaignye.
If they will long hold company.
764 Love wol nat been constreyned by maistrye.
Love will not be constrained by mastery.
765 Whan maistrie comth, the God of Love anon
When mastery comes, the God of Love immediately
766 Beteth his wynges, and farewel, he is gon!
Beats his wings, and farewell, he is gone!
767 Love is a thyng as any spirit free.
Love is a thing free as any spirit.
768 Wommen, of kynde, desiren libertee,
Women, by nature, desire liberty,
769 And nat to been constreyned as a thral;
And not to be constrained like a slave;
770 And so doon men, if I sooth seyen shal.
And so do men, if I shall say the truth.
Translation provided on
http://www.courses.fas.harvard.edu/~chaucer/teachslf/frkt-par.htm#PROLOGUE
Still to come: "the kiss."
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