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Anus speakis to Galathea.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

Anus speakis to Galathea.

I shameles wife, sall couer and cast by,
The sclandrous brute, that hereon may ensew,
My doings sall auow, and not deny,
The counsall quhilk, I to you gaue so trew:
Gif ony man wald to me haue reskew,
Or yit agains me argument sustene,
Than lat him speik, and plainly me persew,
Gif in this mater, I haue hurtfull bene.
And lat him cum, with all his haill ingine,
With all his force, to striue agains me strang,
That being win, he may keip silence sine,
Or els away with victorie to gang:
Incontinent, gud resoun vs amang,
Mot make him sone, to me to condiscend,
Swa, that be resoun, he mot speik na wrang,


Nor in my contrair, na wais to contend.
He is baith gud, and of gret clan I say,
And very ritch, as ye may heir report,
Sweit lufe I mene, and amitie for ay,
Mot be ane part, of our helpe and support:
The fame mot be maid still for to be schort,
Togither with ill brute, quhilk bringis a blame,
This mater hes, the awin way and resort,
Without respect of oprobrie or schame.