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AGANIS TRESSOUNE.

Treassoune is the maist schamefull thing,
That may in ony cuntrie ring,
And sould be heatted maist;
Bot now, in this unhappie tyme,
Swa manie ar smytted withe that cryme,
That few dar other trust.
Thair is sa manie subtill wyll
Ilk ane and other to beguyll,
Fra lawtie say thay keip;
For gridines of geir and land,
Thair will na kyndnes, bluid nor band,
Gar som thair credit keip.
Great number ar in dyverse landis,
That Prince and Magistrattis gainestandis,
Rebelland trewlie;

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I will nocht speak in speciall,
Bot pray all in generall,
That wicked vyce to flie.
The deathe of Cristianes confortabill,
To Cristiane men maist profitabill,
Yet foull wes Judas pairt;
Men sould haive thame abominabill,
Abone all other detestabill,
That studeis in that airt.
Lyk as subjectis with trew intent,
Sould be leill and obedient
To thair superiouris;
Sua sould no Prince nor Magistrat,
Be craftie meanis and dissaitt,
Huirt thair inferiouris.
Quhilk give thay do, themselffe thay schame,
And thocht men dar not thame defame,
Yet God that seis all
May punische thame, within schort space,
And fra thair heiche and princelie place,
Give thame ane schamefull fall.
Thairfoir all subjectis I yow pray,
Loive your princes and thame obey,
Aganest thame work na treassoune;
Siclyk Princis and Magistrattis,

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Wrake not your awin with fals conceittis,
Bot do tham richt and reassoune.
All ye that sould be Cristin men,
Your honour and your dewtie ken,
Quhat ye sould do to other;
For na proffeit ye may haive,
Your freind or neichtbour nocht dissaive,
Bot loive your Cristiane brother.
Sua I exhort yow all estaittis,
Ceis fra dissimilanttis and dissaittis,
And of fals punckis yow purge;
And ilk ane be to other trew,
Or els ye sall not esschew
Of God the mortall scuirge.