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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 […]

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