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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Frons meretricis non erubescit
Nec in ea voluptas nunquam senescit. |
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Frons meretricis non erubescit
Nec in ea voluptas nunquam senescit.
Now our Emprice hes sufferit deid and gane
Thairfoir as now we will let hir alane
With hir harlot, quhais dayis thay haue ill spēdit
Ane Ill entrie for commoun is Ill endit.
As weill appeirit in deid betuix thame tway,
Of thame as now na farther I will say.
Bot in all haist ga finische furth our buik,
Becaus the same to do we vndertuik.
Thairfoir as now mair time we will not spend
Bot schaw at schort of the gude Empreours end
Within few dayis efter this besines.
The Empreour he tuik ane sair seiknes:
As plesit God, and payit his naturall det,
As the time come, and as the terme was set.
Dioclesiane than tuik the steir on hand,
And Empreour was of that countrie and land
Reulit the Impire with wisdome and prudence
Held his Maisteris in daylie reuerence.
Be quhais counsall, wisdome and desire,
He gydit weill his Kingdome and Impire.
That he precellit all his predecessouris,
In riches, wisdome, Iustice and honouris.
Of his liegis sic lufe still he conqueist,
That ouir all thing in eird thay lude him best.
His Maisters als thay lude him ouir all thing,
With all seruice, as thair trew Lord and King.
Into sa far, thame self in Ieopardie
Thay put oft times to saue his honestie,
And sa endit thair dayis in greit honour,
In Ioy and mirth, and to the greit plesour
Of God alone, to quhome all honour be,
Laude, praise, Impire, triumphe and dignitie.
Kingdome, Renoun, and Ioy perpetuall,
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Helth and vertew, and euerlasting gloir,
Into all warldis, baith now and euer moir.
Be to that Lord with all humilitie,
And to distill ane drop of his mercie
On vs sinners, his gloir that we may se it
To his plesure, say euerie man so be it.
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