No music that hath the gift of utterance but sounds all the
while; copes and costly vestments deck the hoarsest and beggarliest
singing man, not a clerk or sexton is absent, no, nor a mule nor a
foot-cloth belonging to any cardinal but attends on the tail of the
triumph. The Pope himself is borne in his pontificalibus through the
Burgo (which is the chief street in Rome) to the embassador’s house
to dinner, and thither resorts all the assembly, where, if a poet
should spend all his lifetime in describing a banquet, he could not
feast his auditors half so well with words as he doth his guests
with junkets.