Upon a milkwhite palfrey, as formerly, sat a noble maiden in bridal state, clothed in undulating robes bordered with fur.
A milkwhite doe sprang up before him and sportsmanlike, he chased this singular animal through the bushes, hoping to shoot it.
The Church of Rome he represented under the similitude of a milkwhite hind, ever in peril of death, yet fated not to die.
The fire danced and flickered on her red-gold hair and milkwhite oval face.
She blinked up out of her avid shameclosing eyes, mewing plaintively and long, showing him her milkwhite teeth.
He is seated on a milkwhite horse with long flowing crimson tail, richly caparisoned, with golden headstall.
On a milkwhite palfrey, sat the fair young bride, deadly pale.