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In Praise of Women

Now of wemen this I say for me, Of erthly thingis nane may bettir be. Thay suld haif wirschep and […]

Rule of Oneself

[He rewllis weill that weill himself can gyd] To dwell in court, my freind, gife that thow list, For gift […]

The Devil’s Inquest

[Renunce thy God and cum to me] This nycht in my sleip I wes agast, Me thocht the Devill wes […]

Sweet Rose of Virtue

Sweit rois of vertew and of gentilnes, Delytsum lyllie of everie lustynes, Richest in bontie and in bewtie cleir And […]

To the Queen

[Devoyd languor and leif in lustines] O lusty flour of yowth, benyng and bricht, Fresch blome of bewty, blythfull, brycht […]

To the King

[Schir, ye have mony servitouris] Schir, ye have mony servitouris And officiaris of dyvers curis: Kirkmen, courtmen, and craftismen fyne, […]

The Goldyn Targe

Ryght as the stern of day begouth to schyne, Quhen gone to bed war Vesper and Lucyne, I raise and […]

The Thissil and the Rois

Quhen Merche wes with variand windis past, And Appryll had with hir silver schouris Tane leif at Nature with ane […]

The Lament for the Makars

[Timor mortis conturbat me] I that in heill wes and gladnes Am trublit now with gret seiknes And feblit with […]

The Twa Cummars

[This lang Lentrin it makis me lene] Richt arely one Ask Wedinsday Drinkande the wyne sat cummaris tua. The tane […]

On the Resurrection of Christ

[Surrexit Dominus de sepulchro] Done is a battell on the dragon blak, Our campioun Chryst confountit hes his force; The […]

On the Nativity of Christ

[Et nobis puer natus est] Rorate, celi, desuper! Hevins distill your balmy schouris, For now is rissin the brycht day […]

To the Merchants of Edinburgh

Quhy will ye, merchantis of renoun, Lat Edinburgh, your nobill toun, For laik of reformatioun The commone proffeitt tyine and […]

To a Lady

My hartis tresure and swete assured fo, The finale endar of my lyfe forever, The creuell brekar of my hart […]

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