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SONNET.

Sene vyce oft tyms dois breid be ydle thocht,
And I my self Imployd vith litle thing,
Sum myrrie sempill subiect haif I socht
for occupation Instantlie to sing
Vnto ȝour grace, Quhois courtassie bening
So vill accept, I hoip, this meteir myn
Amongs the grawe effeirris of Ane king
As vattir vaeik to mix ȝour mychtie vyn:
Vey not the versis of my dull Ingyn,
Bot schers the center of my secret thocht,
And vith the sueitnes of ȝour Muse deuyn
Reuis this vork, quhilk I haif Raschlie vrocht,
And of ȝour meiknes Al my miss amend,
And not vith me ȝour seruitour offend.