 | To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox |  |
Pamphilus speikis to Galathea.
I haif ane nece, in kin to me richt neir,
Quho dwellis into ane toun, not far abake,
Sche me requeistit to cum to you heir,
Ane thousand commendatiouns for to make:
Sche knawis you not, nor neuer with you spake,
Bot be report of folkis quhome ye frequent,
To speik with you grit plesour sche dois take,
Quhen tyme or place occasioun sall present.
Quho dwellis into ane toun, not far abake,
Sche me requeistit to cum to you heir,
Ane thousand commendatiouns for to make:
Sche knawis you not, nor neuer with you spake,
Bot be report of folkis quhome ye frequent,
To speik with you grit plesour sche dois take,
Quhen tyme or place occasioun sall present.
My parentis maid me grit requeist thame sell,
In my frendis toun till haif remaind ane space,
Of the quhilk frendis, grit number dois induell,
And hes thair habitatioun, in that place:
Thir Parentis me contrackit in a cace,
Vpoun ane maid, quhois tochergud wes grit,
Sche wes esteemd to be of nobill race,
Yit, I that marage neuer wald permit.
In my frendis toun till haif remaind ane space,
Of the quhilk frendis, grit number dois induell,
And hes thair habitatioun, in that place:
Thir Parentis me contrackit in a cace,
Vpoun ane maid, quhois tochergud wes grit,
Sche wes esteemd to be of nobill race,
Yit, I that marage neuer wald permit.
All kind of things, I plainly did postpone,
Sen ye haif plesit me best for my behoue,
I haife refusit for your sake alone,
All warldly thingis, awating on your lufe:
With smiling scheir, I speik thir things forsooth,
For sporting speich, in youdeth ye may se,
Few wourdis, with bourdis, to blithnes harts dois moue,
Sua, be that menes, na stur or strife can be.
Sen ye haif plesit me best for my behoue,
I haife refusit for your sake alone,
All warldly thingis, awating on your lufe:
For sporting speich, in youdeth ye may se,
Few wourdis, with bourdis, to blithnes harts dois moue,
Sua, be that menes, na stur or strife can be.
Gif, thou thy secreit deids, to me will grant,
And sua to the againe, my sacreits tels,
I promeis, nane sall be participant,
Quhat we twa speikis, except it be our sels:
O fragrant flour, in bewtie that excels,
Lat promeis heir, be made betwix vs plane,
Howbeid to speik, I haue begun as els,
Yit not the les, I sall begin agane.
And sua to the againe, my sacreits tels,
I promeis, nane sall be participant,
Quhat we twa speikis, except it be our sels:
O fragrant flour, in bewtie that excels,
Lat promeis heir, be made betwix vs plane,
Howbeid to speik, I haue begun as els,
Yit not the les, I sall begin agane.
Sen we twa minds, na langer for to striue,
The veritie, we plainly suld expreme,
In all this warld, nane leuand is aliue,
Quhome better I lufe, or mair of dois esteme:
First sen I lusit you, feruent and extreme,
Thre years are past, the sooth I you assure,
Yit durst I neuer, sic things schaw or deme,
Bot wes compellit, to keip the same obscure.
The veritie, we plainly suld expreme,
In all this warld, nane leuand is aliue,
Quhome better I lufe, or mair of dois esteme:
First sen I lusit you, feruent and extreme,
Thre years are past, the sooth I you assure,
Yit durst I neuer, sic things schaw or deme,
Bot wes compellit, to keip the same obscure.
Ane wise man will, from conference refraine,
Gif his companioun deife, he do suspect,
Swa, it becums vs not to speik in vaine,
Except the mater turne to sum effect:
My feruent lufe, nane abil is to breke,
For farther talk, I speik na mair you to,
Vnto the time, your answer ye derect,
Quhat in this purpose, ye pretend to do.
Gif his companioun deife, he do suspect,
Swa, it becums vs not to speik in vaine,
Except the mater turne to sum effect:
My feruent lufe, nane abil is to breke,
For farther talk, I speik na mair you to,
Vnto the time, your answer ye derect,
Quhat in this purpose, ye pretend to do.
| To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox | |