 | To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox |  |
Galathea, answers to Pamphilus.
Svm young men be, that all thair cairs inclins,
For to deflore, pure damisels estaitis,
For craftie lufe, and curious hie ingins,
Begiles pure lassis, with thair licht consaitis:
I set not by your wiles, and wrang debaitis,
Your craft and art, I vilie pend in plaine,
Quhome to begile, with flatry and defaitis,
It sall surpas your hie politike braine.
For to deflore, pure damisels estaitis,
For craftie lufe, and curious hie ingins,
I set not by your wiles, and wrang debaitis,
Your craft and art, I vilie pend in plaine,
Quhome to begile, with flatry and defaitis,
It sall surpas your hie politike braine.
Seik siclike folkes, as feirs for your estait,
And with your wickit plesours will comix,
And sic as with your fraudulent desait,
Will be begilit, with trumperie and triks.
And with your wickit plesours will comix,
And sic as with your fraudulent desait,
Will be begilit, with trumperie and triks.
| To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox | |