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I [Quhat euill presage is this that I behold?]

Quhat euill presage is this that I behold?
my name, alas, quhilk thow, my nymphe, ingraued
Vpon that Plane quhair I my plaints furth told
is baith off forme, off squair, and schape bereued.
bot quhen agane quhen I thy name perceaued,
distelling gumm lyke teares both wakk and [OMITTED]
ten thousand thoughts I in my heid concea[ued],
ten thousand things I in my mynde re [OMITTED]
these strainge effects my senses all [OMITTED]
my witts thairof an comentarye [OMITTED]
then this I sayd sen that our name [OMITTED]
no more thair forme and from the [OMITTED]
hir love is chainge this gum dois [OMITTED]
the teares quhilk sche euen for my f [OMITTED]