With Teirs we may bewail and greit

That wickit Tyme and Tyde,

Quhen Adam was obligit to fleip,

And thou tane off his Syde.
No Sleiping bot Weiping
Thy Seid hes fund fenfyne,
Thy Eiting and Sweiting,

Is turn'd to Wo and Pyn.

XIII.

ADAM, thy Part, quha can excufe,
With Knawlege thou that did abufe
Thyne awn Felicitie.

The Serpent his inventing fals.
The Womans fune confenting als,
Was nocht fae wicketly.

GOD did prefer the to this Day,

Aud them fubdewt to thee,

Sae all that they culd mein or fay,
Suld not have moved thee

To brecking, abjecting
That hie Command of Lyfe

Quhilk gydid, provydit

The ay to live bot Stryf.

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XIV.

BEHALD the State that Man was in,

And als how it he tynt throw Sin,
And loft the fame for ay;

Zet GOD his promife dois perform,
Sent his Son of the Virgin both,
Our Ranfome deir to pây.

To that great God let us give Glote,
To us has bein lae gude,

Quha be his Grace did us restore,

Quherof we were denude;

Not careing nor fparing
His Body to be rent,
Redeiming, releiving

Us quhen we wer all schent.

Quod Sir RICHd. MAITLAND of Lethingtoun, Kat.

The Devils Advice to all and fundry of his best Friends.

I.

His Nicht in Sleip I was agaft,

TH

Methocht the Deil was tempand fast

People with Aiths of Crueltie,

Sayand as throw the Fair he paft,

Renunce zour GOD, and cum to me.

II.

METHOCHT as he went forth the Way,

A preift fweirt braid be God verry,
Quhilk at the Alter reffavit he :
Thou art my Clerk, the Deil can fay,
Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

JII.

THEN fwore a Courtier of grit Fryd,
Be Chryfts Woundis bludy and wyd,

And be his Harmis was rent on Tree;
Then spak the Deil hard him befyd,
Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

IV.

A Merchant as he Geir did fell,
Renuncit his Part of Heaven for Hell:

The Deil cryd, Welcome mot thou be, Thou fall be Merchand for my fell, Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

V.

A Goldsmith faid, This Goldis fae fyne,
That all the Warkmanship I tyne,

The Feind ressaife me, gif I Lie.
Think on, quod Nik, that thou art myne;

Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

VI.

A Tailzior faid, In all this Town,
Be thair a bettir weil made Gown,

I gife me to the Feynd all frie;
Gramercy Tailzeor, faid Mahoun,

Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

VII.

A Soutar faid, In gude Effeck,

Nor I be hangit be the Neck,

Gif better Butes of Lether be.

Fy. quoth the Deil, thou fawrs of Blek, Gae clenge the clene, and cum to me.

VIII.

A Baxter faid, I quat with GOD,

And all his Warks baith even and od,
Gif fyner Stuff ther neids to be,
The Devil leuch, and gae him a Nod,
Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me.

IX.

THE Flefhour fwore be Sacrament,
And be the Blude maift inocent,
Neir fattir Flesh Man faw with Ee.
The Deil faid, Hald on thy Intent,
Renunce thy Creid, and cum to me,

X.

THE Maltman fays, I Blifs forfake,

And the Deil of Hell me taik, may

Give ony better Malt may be,

And of this Kill I haif Inlaik,

Says Sathan, Cum thy Ways to me.
XI.
A Browfter fwore the Malt was ill,
Baith reid and reikit on the Kill,

It will be nae Ale worth a Flie:
A Boll will not fax Gallons fill:

Mahoun cryis, Cum and mask with me.