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E. D. in commendatioun of the authour
and of his choise.
When Alexander entered Phrygian land,
Achilles toumbe he weping did behoulde:
O happie wight who suche a trumpet fand!
And happie thow who hes his verteuis toulde!
Than happie Laura, thow by fame inroulde!
And happ to the, o petrarch, dois befall:
Thye glorie shee, hir praise thow dois vnfoulde.
How may thye fame, o Foular, than be small,
Who sings Dame Lauras praise, but feinzeit all?
This vertewis Dame, to quhome thy work thow gevis,
To hir of right These triumphs sing thow sall:
No Laura heir, bot Ladye Ieane it is.
O Ladye liwe! thy foular the extolls,
Whose golden pen thy name in fame Inrolls.
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