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XVIII. TO THE LORDS OF THE SESSION.
Quhare bene ȝe, brave and pregnant sprits, becum?Quik vive inventionis, ar ȝe worne auay?
I am assuird by simpathie that sum
Wald never wish that cunning suld decay.
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Whose spreits ȝour weeds of verteu hes you spun;
Then mak the poet pensioner, I pray,
And byde be justice, as ȝe haif begun.
Sen I haif richt, vhy suld I be ouirrun?
Incurage me, and able I can carpe:
Hald evin the weyis; the victory is wun,
As I confyde in King and solid Sharpe:
Quhom I culd len a lift, your Lordships knauis,
War they in love, as I am in the lauis.
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