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Poems of John Stewart of Baldyneiss

From the MS. in the Advocates' Library, Edinburgh: Edited by Thomas Crockett
Stewart, John

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Ane abbregement of roland furiovs translait ovt of Ariost, togither vith svm rapsodies of the authors ȝovthfvll braine, And last ane schersing ovt of trew felicitie, composit in scotis meitir be J. Stewart of Baldynneis.
  
[Sir, haifing red ȝour maiesteis maist prudent]
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ROLAND FURIOVS.
  
THE DERECTIONE TO HIS BVIK.
  
THE INTRODVCTION.
  
THE DEDICATION.
  
SONNET.
  
THE INVOCATION.
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RAPSODIES OF THE AVTHORS ȜOVTHFVLL BRAINE.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE.
  
ANE PRAYER IN ADVERSETIE.
  
ANE PRAYER AND THANKISGIWING.
  
TO ANE HONORABILL AND DISTRESSIT LADIE.
  
TO HIS RYCHT INTEIRLIE BELOWIT FREIND.
  
IN NAME OF ANE AMORUS LADIE.
  
THE AUTHOR VITH DERECTION HEIROF TO THE FOIRSAID LADIE.
  
THE AUTHORS ADWYCE TO THE FOIRSAID LADIE.
  
TO ANE HONORABILL LADIE
  
IN THE END OF ANE LETTER TO ANE HONORABILL LADIE.
  
TO HIS FAMILIAR FRIEND IN COWRT.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE IN FASCHERIE.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE THE FIRST OF IANVAR. 1582.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE THE FIRST OF IANVAR VITH PRESENTATION OF ANE LAWRELL TRIE FORMIT OF GOULD.
  
AT COMMAND OF HIS MAIESTIE IN PRAISE OF THE ART OF POŒSIE.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE THE DAY OF HIS CORONATION VITH LAURELL.
  
IN NAME OF ANE LOYALE LADIE.
  
IN NAME OF SUM GUID LADIES VPON THE VATER OF FORTH TO ANE HONORABLE PERSON QUHO CONWOYT THAM TO THE SCHOIR.
  
IN PRAISE OF LUIF AT THE DESYRE OF ANE NOBILE LADIE.
  
TO HIS AWIN MAISTRES.
  
IN COMMENDATIONE OF HIS LUIFING FREIND.
  
ANE ANSUEIR TO THE LETTER OF ANE HONORABILL LADIE.
  
IN COMMENDATION OF TVO CONSTANT LVIFERS.
  
TO HIS DARREST FREIND
  
TO HIS MAISTRES
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE.
  
[Ane New sort of rymand rym]
  
OF ANE FONTANE.
  
QVADRAIN.
  
TO ECHO OF INVART HAVINES.
  
OF AMBITIOUS MEN.
  
VPONE THE PORTRAIT OF CVPID.
  
OF THE QVALITEIS OF LVIF.
  
[Thir verse disschyphre rycht as I tham bind]
  
IN PRAISE OF HIS MAIESTEIS VORK.
  
TO THE FORMER EFFECT.
  
TO THE FORMER EFFECT.
  
TO THE FORMER EFFECT.
  
QVADRAIN.
  
OF TREWTH.
  
IN PRAISE OF HIS FREINDS VORK.
  
OF ANE SYMMER HOUS.
  
FOR CONFIRMING OF ANE FAITHFULL PROMEIS.
  
TO HIS WEILBELOWIT COWSIN AND LUIFING FREIND.
  
OF THE SIGNIFICATION OF COLORS.
  
ANE REPLY TO ANE LETTIR DERECT FROM HIS VEILBELOUIT COUSIN.
  
TUITCHING THE COMMODITIE OF TROWBILL.
  
TO HIS FAITHFVLL AND WEILWILLING FREIND.
  
OF FIDELITIE.
  
TO HIS MAISTRES.
  
OF AMITIE.
  
QVADRAIN.
  
OF CHASTITIE.
  
OF ANE SALUTATION OF ANE HOST TO HIS HOSTES.
  
THE ANSUIR OF THE FOIRSAID HOSTES.
  
OF THE ASSAULTIS OF LUIF.
  
OF DETH.
  
QVADRAIN.
  
ANE LITERALL SONNET.
  
OF ANE CERTANE COURTEOUR. QUADRAIN.
  
OF ANE THOCHTLES AND FRIE HART FROM VORLDLIE CAIR.
  
IN GOING TO HIS LUIF.
  
OF ANE POET.
  
AGAINE OF ANE POET.
  
TO FAME.
  
TO HIS MAIESTIE VITH PRESENTATION OF THIS VOLUME.
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ANE SCHERSING OVT OF TREW FELICITIE.
  
[Quhan verray vereyit I vas vith vreting of verse]
  
THE PROLOG.
  
THE SVMME OF THIS VORK.
  
THE MATEIR.
  
HIS FAIRWEILL TO THE MUSIS.

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104

ANE PRAYER IN ADVERSETIE.

In golfe of greif I grone,
Beset vith sorrow soir:
O lord till eise my mone
Thy mercie I Imploir.
Hyd not thy face heirfoir,
Bot heir me lord vith speid,
And me to helth restoir
Now at this tym of neid.
My dayes dois fast consume
Lyk viddrit girse vith vind:
My flesche for thochts doith fume,
My hart no rest may find.
I grant, lord, I haif sind
As did the Publican,
Bot now my vonds vpbind,
Thow sueit Samaritan.
The leuit And the Preist
But pitie ar past by,
Bot thow my bailfull breist
Cuir bleding quhair I ly.
Turne not from me, Bot spy
My saull at poynt to faill;
for help, O lord, I cry;
Thy help may mak me haill.
105

My fois thay brag and bost
To sie me thus decay:
My freinds thay think me lost,
Bot ȝit my hoip sayis nay.
Sen God he is my stay,
My saull awats to sie
The hour quhan I sall say,
“God hes reliwit me.”
My pansiwe spreit in paine
Dois sych and sute for grace,
As thristie ground for raine
That drouth hes dryed lang space.
Convert my cairfull cace
To Ioy againe ȝit ons,
And lat thyn heawenlie face
Scheine ower the bruisit bons.
Than sall my mirth renew,
Than sall I bathe in blis,
Than sall I thois eschew
That vickit vorkers is;
Than sall I haif my vis,
Than dascht sal bie my fois:
Quhan God sall grant me this,
Than sall my saull reiois.
Heirfoir, O lord, in haist
On me thy serwant spair,
Sum croms of grace at laist
fals from thy Childrins fair.
Thy buird is not so bair,
Nor ȝit my sins so large,
Bot thow hes mercie mair
To giwe me frie descharge.
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Quhilk mercie thyn compone
Vith vprycht Iustice so
To dant my fois ilkone,
That thay may lowlie go.
Thus sall the prydfull tho
In feir acknawledge the,
And I vith monie mo
Ay prayse thy maiestie.
And thus I do attend
Thy guid and gratius vill:
As lyks thy visdome, send,
And so on me fulfill.
I do determeine still
At thy decrie to stand.
Now ether saif or kill,
for both lyis in thy hand.
Ȝit sall I still abyd
In hoip, And dois the pray
The king to saif and gyd,
My erdlie beild and stay:
Defend him nycht and day,
And thy guid spreit derect
for to exalt him ay,
And all his fois deiect.
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