 | To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox |  |
Galathea answers to Anus.
Ane Damisell dois tine hir honour cleane,
In Venvs gamis, fra time sche schance to mel,
This ingent furie, and madnes as I mene,
Can haif na rewl or resoun of it sell:
The violent wapins, of king Cupid fell,
Hes na licht burdene as your selfis may se,
And damisellis ay, dreids the truth to tell,
With thir strang wapins, vinqueist for to be,
In Venvs gamis, fra time sche schance to mel,
This ingent furie, and madnes as I mene,
Can haif na rewl or resoun of it sell:
The violent wapins, of king Cupid fell,
Hes na licht burdene as your selfis may se,
And damisellis ay, dreids the truth to tell,
With thir strang wapins, vinqueist for to be,
Brute quhiles, with accusatioun will inquire,
Ane Damisell, quho dois deserfe na wite,
Inuy and malice, eaten vp in Ire,
Takis neuer rest all staitis for to bakbite:
Your awin petitioun, I suld sone acquite,
War not the comoun sclander, quhilk I feir,
Quhilk sclander oft procuris ane grit dispite,
And makis the parteis objectis till apeir.
Ane Damisell, quho dois deserfe na wite,
Inuy and malice, eaten vp in Ire,
Your awin petitioun, I suld sone acquite,
War not the comoun sclander, quhilk I feir,
Quhilk sclander oft procuris ane grit dispite,
And makis the parteis objectis till apeir.
| To the Richt High Lodvvik Duke of Lenox | |