The Poems of Alexander Montgomerie Edited by James Cranstoun |
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[IF FAITHFULNES SULD FRIENDSHIP FIND.] |
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XXIII. [IF FAITHFULNES SULD FRIENDSHIP FIND.]
If faithfulnes suld friendship find—
If patience suld purches pitie place—
If resone love with bands micht bind—
If service gude suld guerdond be with grace—
If loving all for ane—
If loving hir allane
Suld recompence resave;
Sen tym hes tryde my treuth,
If rigour reiv not reuth,
[OMITTED]
If patience suld purches pitie place—
If resone love with bands micht bind—
If service gude suld guerdond be with grace—
If loving all for ane—
If loving hir allane
Suld recompence resave;
Sen tym hes tryde my treuth,
If rigour reiv not reuth,
[OMITTED]
Quhat neids thou, Cupid, all thir dairts,
Me to ouirthrou, that els am cum thy thrall?
Thought I had had ane hundreth hairts,
Long syne my lady had bereft thame all.
Since that a hairtles man
Mak na resistance can,
Quhat worship can ȝe win?
To slay me ouer agane,
That am alredy slane!
That war baith shame and sin.
Me to ouirthrou, that els am cum thy thrall?
Thought I had had ane hundreth hairts,
Long syne my lady had bereft thame all.
Since that a hairtles man
Mak na resistance can,
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To slay me ouer agane,
That am alredy slane!
That war baith shame and sin.
To vhom suld I preis to appeill,
To seik redres, if thou wold wark me wrong?
It is too dangerous to deall,
Or stryve with ane vhom I persave too strong.
Far rather had I ȝeild,
Nor feght and tyn the feild.
Vnequal is that match,
Ane captive with a king;
If euir I thoght sik thing,
Forgive me wofull wretch!
To seik redres, if thou wold wark me wrong?
It is too dangerous to deall,
Or stryve with ane vhom I persave too strong.
Far rather had I ȝeild,
Nor feght and tyn the feild.
Vnequal is that match,
Ane captive with a king;
If euir I thoght sik thing,
Forgive me wofull wretch!
Quhair I haif recklest, I recant;
In tyms to cum, I promise to be true.
Laith wes I to begin, I grant,
To love; bot nou my reklesnes I rue.
Ouir rashly I rebeld,
Quhill Cupid me compeld,
Quhais force I find thairfor.
Will he my ȝongnes ȝit
With mercy once remit,
I trou to faill no more.
In tyms to cum, I promise to be true.
Laith wes I to begin, I grant,
To love; bot nou my reklesnes I rue.
Ouir rashly I rebeld,
Quhill Cupid me compeld,
Quhais force I find thairfor.
Will he my ȝongnes ȝit
With mercy once remit,
I trou to faill no more.
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