Poems of John Stewart of Baldyneiss From the MS. in the Advocates' Library, Edinburgh: Edited by Thomas Crockett |
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TO HIS DARREST FREIND |
Poems of John Stewart of Baldyneiss | ||
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TO HIS DARREST FREIND
In signe of fauor stedfast still
vith suir guidwill Thois lyns I send;
Ȝe most amend Quhair as I spill
This litill bill In meitir pend
Vnto the end It salbe kend
That I pretend vith constant part
In Ioy and smart for to defend
Ȝour grand commend vith luifing hart.
vith suir guidwill Thois lyns I send;
Ȝe most amend Quhair as I spill
This litill bill In meitir pend
Vnto the end It salbe kend
That I pretend vith constant part
In Ioy and smart for to defend
Ȝour grand commend vith luifing hart.
My luifing hart dois veill aggrie
Vith ȝow to bie Quhair euir I go;
In veill And vo It conforts me
The freindschip frie Betuix vs tuo.
But fleing fro thair is no mo
Quhom I luif so vith firm effect.
As ȝe derect gif I say no,
Ewen as ȝour fo than me reiect.
Vith ȝow to bie Quhair euir I go;
In veill And vo It conforts me
The freindschip frie Betuix vs tuo.
But fleing fro thair is no mo
Quhom I luif so vith firm effect.
As ȝe derect gif I say no,
Ewen as ȝour fo than me reiect.
Lyk as the recent rubie rois
Is maist formois of flouris fair,
So but compair quhill lyf I lois
Ȝe ar my chois for vertew rair.
Thus I declair, And mair and mair
Sall on ȝow spair Quhat in me lyis.
As ȝe dewyis Both lait and air
To eise ȝour cair my vill applyis.
Is maist formois of flouris fair,
So but compair quhill lyf I lois
Ȝe ar my chois for vertew rair.
Thus I declair, And mair and mair
Sall on ȝow spair Quhat in me lyis.
As ȝe dewyis Both lait and air
To eise ȝour cair my vill applyis.
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As Adamant dois yrne alluir,
So in ȝour cuir I do remaine
Vithout disdaine, subdewit suir,
Ay till induir, vnto ȝow plaine.
I am in pain Gif ȝe refraine
To quyt againe my thocht synceir,
Quhilk is Inteir, Thocht verse be vaine,
Vith bruisit braine composit heir.
So in ȝour cuir I do remaine
Vithout disdaine, subdewit suir,
Ay till induir, vnto ȝow plaine.
I am in pain Gif ȝe refraine
To quyt againe my thocht synceir,
Quhilk is Inteir, Thocht verse be vaine,
Vith bruisit braine composit heir.
Poems of John Stewart of Baldyneiss | ||