The seuin Seages Translatit out of prois in Scottis meter be Iohne Rolland in Dalkeith, with ane Moralitie efter euerie Doctouris Tale, and siclike efter the Emprice Tale, togidder with ane louing and laude to euerie Doctour efter his awin Tale, & ane Exclamation and outcrying vpon the Empreouris wife efter hir fals contrusit Tale ... Edited, with introduction, notes, and glossary, by Geo. F. Black |
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Ane reproche to the Emprice. |
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Ane reproche to the Emprice.
Thow glaikit gallarrand quene, now with thy glorious gloisWith thy fals taillis of tene, thow trowis to win the hois.
Nay, nay, not sa my Iois, thairs zit sum graith to find
Ane prick into zour nois, or we haue done behind,
Trow ze to blaw vs blind, thairs vther taillis to tell
Quhen stabilit is all this wind, luik than quha beiris the bell:
The wraik sall on thy sell, baith the sorow and syte,
Thow Proserpine of hell, we cure the not ane myte
For all thy greit dispyte, hid ouir with harlatrie
Full weill we sall the quyte, that all the warld may se.
Thow bysemeir balamie, thy hippis sall thoill het haisteris,
For thow seruis thame trewlie, at the Chylde and his Maisteris.
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