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OF THE QUENIS MARYAGE TO THE DOLPHIN OF FRANCE.
The grit blythnes, and joy inestimabill,
For to sett fuirth we Scottis ar not abill;
Nor for to mak condign solemnitie,
For the guid newis, and tydingis comfortabill,
Of the contract of mariage honorabill,
Betwix the Queines maist nobill majestie,
And the greatest young Prince in Cristintie,
And alsua to us maist profitabill,
Of France the Dolphin, first sone of King Henrie.
For to sett fuirth we Scottis ar not abill;
Nor for to mak condign solemnitie,
For the guid newis, and tydingis comfortabill,
Of the contract of mariage honorabill,
Betwix the Queines maist nobill majestie,
And the greatest young Prince in Cristintie,
And alsua to us maist profitabill,
Of France the Dolphin, first sone of King Henrie.
All lustie vowaris, and hardie chevaleiris,
Go dress your hors, your harnes, and your geiris,
To rin at listis, to just, and to turnay;
That it may come into your ladeis earis
Quha in the feild maist valiantlie him beiris.
And ye, fair ladeis! put on your best array,
Requeist young men to ryd in your levray,
That, for your saik, thai may break twentie speiris
For luife of you, young lustie ladeis gay.
Go dress your hors, your harnes, and your geiris,
To rin at listis, to just, and to turnay;
That it may come into your ladeis earis
Quha in the feild maist valiantlie him beiris.
And ye, fair ladeis! put on your best array,
Requeist young men to ryd in your levray,
That, for your saik, thai may break twentie speiris
For luife of you, young lustie ladeis gay.
All burrows-townis ever ilk man you prayes,
To mak bainefyres, farseis, and clerk-playes
And, throw your rawis, carroul, daunce, and sing;
And at your croce gar wyne rin sundrie wayes;
As wes the custome in our eldaris dayes,
Quhen that they maid triumphe for ony thing:
And all your staires with tapestrie gar hing;
Castellis, schuit gunnis, schippis, and galeays,
Blaw up your trumpettis, and your drumis ding.
To mak bainefyres, farseis, and clerk-playes
And, throw your rawis, carroul, daunce, and sing;
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As wes the custome in our eldaris dayes,
Quhen that they maid triumphe for ony thing:
And all your staires with tapestrie gar hing;
Castellis, schuit gunnis, schippis, and galeays,
Blaw up your trumpettis, and your drumis ding.
Preistis, and clerkis, and men of religioune,
With devote mynd gang in processioune,
And in your queiris sing with melodie:
To the great God mak intercessioune,
To send our Princess gude successioune
With her young Spous, to our utilitie;
That eftir hir may governe this cuntrie;
And us defend from all oppressioune;
And it conserve in law and libertie.
With devote mynd gang in processioune,
And in your queiris sing with melodie:
To the great God mak intercessioune,
To send our Princess gude successioune
With her young Spous, to our utilitie;
That eftir hir may governe this cuntrie;
And us defend from all oppressioune;
And it conserve in law and libertie.
Ye lordis all, and barownes of renowne,
And all estaittis in this natioune,
Mak great triumphe; mak banquet, and gude cheir;
And ever-ilk man put on his nuptiall gowne:
Let it be sein into the burrows-towne
That in your coffaris hes lyin this monie yeir.
Sen that your Quein hes chosin hir ane feir,
Ane potent Prince for to mantein yowr crowne,
And interteinie yow in peax and weir.
And all estaittis in this natioune,
Mak great triumphe; mak banquet, and gude cheir;
And ever-ilk man put on his nuptiall gowne:
Let it be sein into the burrows-towne
That in your coffaris hes lyin this monie yeir.
Sen that your Quein hes chosin hir ane feir,
Ane potent Prince for to mantein yowr crowne,
And interteinie yow in peax and weir.
Let all the warld, be your proceiding, see
That thair is faith, and trewthe in your cuntrie;
Luife, lawtie, law, and a gude conscience;
Concord, concurrand in peax and unitie;
Obedience to the authoritie;
Forsicht, provisioune, and experience;
Honour, manheid, justice, and prudence;
Quhilk, give ye haive, ye sall estemit be,
And be ilk man haldine in reverence.
That thair is faith, and trewthe in your cuntrie;
Luife, lawtie, law, and a gude conscience;
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Obedience to the authoritie;
Forsicht, provisioune, and experience;
Honour, manheid, justice, and prudence;
Quhilk, give ye haive, ye sall estemit be,
And be ilk man haldine in reverence.
O michtie Prince, and Spous to our Mistreiss!
Ressaive this realme in loive and heartliness;
Set furth our lawis, mantein our libertie;
Do equall justice bayth to mair and less;
Reward vertew; and punisch wickedness;
Mak us to leive in gude tranquillitie;
Defend our commounis; treat our nobilitie;
And be thy mein our commounweill increiss,
That we tak plessour to mak poleitie.
Ressaive this realme in loive and heartliness;
Set furth our lawis, mantein our libertie;
Do equall justice bayth to mair and less;
Reward vertew; and punisch wickedness;
Mak us to leive in gude tranquillitie;
Defend our commounis; treat our nobilitie;
And be thy mein our commounweill increiss,
That we tak plessour to mak poleitie.
Scottis and Frenche, now leife in unitie,
As ye wer brothers borne in ane cuntrie,
Without all maner of suspicioune;
Ilk-ane to other keip trew fraternitie,
Defendand other baith be land and sie:
And give ony of evile conditioune,
Betwix you twa wad mak seditioune,
Scottis, or French, quhat man that ever he be,
With all rigour put him to punitioune.
As ye wer brothers borne in ane cuntrie,
Without all maner of suspicioune;
Ilk-ane to other keip trew fraternitie,
Defendand other baith be land and sie:
And give ony of evile conditioune,
Betwix you twa wad mak seditioune,
Scottis, or French, quhat man that ever he be,
With all rigour put him to punitioune.
O nobil Princes, and Moder to our Quein!
With all thy hairt to God lift up thy ein,
And give him thankis for grace he hes thé fend;
That he hes maid thé instrument, and mein,
With mariage to coupill in ane cheine
Thir tua realmis, other to defend:
Think weill wairit the tyme thow hes done spend;
And the travaile that thow hes done sustein;
Sen it is browcht now to sa gude ane end.
With all thy hairt to God lift up thy ein,
And give him thankis for grace he hes thé fend;
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With mariage to coupill in ane cheine
Thir tua realmis, other to defend:
Think weill wairit the tyme thow hes done spend;
And the travaile that thow hes done sustein;
Sen it is browcht now to sa gude ane end.
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