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LXV. From London
TO W. MURRAY.
Belouit brother, I commend me to ȝou.
Pleis ȝou, resaiv this lytil pretie ring,
With all the rest of goodnes I may do ȝou,
Quhan I may vaik fra service of the king.
Sen for ȝour saik I keepit sik a thing,
I mene the pece of lether from ȝour spur,
If I forȝet—in hemp, God! nor ȝe hing!—
Vncourtessie comes aluayis of a cur.
Bat ȝe sall find me byding lyk a bur,
Quhilk lichtlie will not leiv the grip it gettis;
And am right dortie to come ouir the dur,
For thame that by my kyndnes no-thing settis.
Thus haif I bene as ȝit, and sal be so;
Kynd to my freind, bot fremmit to my fo.
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