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

“Schir Johine the Ros, ane thing thair is compild In generale be Kennedy and Quinting, Quhilk hes thameself aboif the […]

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

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

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

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

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

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

Apon the Midsummer Evin, mirriest of nichtis, I muvit furth allane in meid as midnicht wes past Besyd ane gudlie […]

To Thee, O marcifull Salviour myn, Jhesus, My King, my Lord, and my Redemer sueit, Befor Thy bludy figour dolorus […]

Аmang thir freiris, within ane cloister, I enterit in ane oritorie, And knelit doun with ane Pater Noster Befoir the […]

Of Februar the fyiftene nycht Full lang befoir the dayis lycht I lay in till a trance, And than I […]