ALD my gude Lady lufe me beft,
And work aftir my Will,

WALD

I fould a Garment gudliest,

Gar mak her Body till.

IL.

Or Honour hie fould be her Hude,
Upon hir Heid to weir,

Garnist with Governance fac gude,
Nae demyeng fould hir deir,

His Sark fould be, hir Body nixt,

Of Chastitie fae qubyte,

With Schame and Dreid togither mixt,

The fame fould be perfyt

IV.

HIR Kirtle of the clene Conftance,

Doun laift with lefum Luve;

The Melzies of Continuance,

For nevir to remuve.

V.

HIR Goun fould be of Gudlienes,

Weil Riband with Renown,

Purfillt with Plefour in ilk Place,

And furt with fyne Faffoun.

VI.

HIR Belt fould be of Benignitie,

About hir Midil meie,

Hir Mantil of Humilitie,

To tholl baith Wind and Weit.

VII.

HIR Hat fould be of fair Having,
Hir Tipat of the Truth;

Hir Paitlet of ay gude pausing,

Hir Hals Riban of Rewth.

VIII.

HIR Sleives fould be of Efperance,
To keip hir frae Dispair;

Hir Gluves of the best Governance,

To hyd hir Fingers fair.

IX.

HIR Shune fould be of Sickernefs,
In Time that fcho nocht flyd;
Hir Hofe of Honesty exprefs,
I fould for hir próvyde.

X,

WALD fcho put on this Garment gay,
I durft fweir be my Seill,

That scho wore nevir Grene por Gray,

That fet hir half fo weil.

Quod Mr. RoB. HENRYSON.

To the Honour of the Ladyis, and the Fortification of their Fame.

I.

UST to declair the hie Magnificence,

JUST

And Bountie grit that in the Ladyis is,

The Wirdynefs and Verteous Excelence,
The Laud, the Truth, the Bewtie, and the Blifs
My Barbir Tung unworthy is I wifs;

But nocht the lefs my Pen I will apply,

To say the Suth, thoch Eloquence I mifs, Of Femenyne the Fame to fortify.

II.

THOCHT Doctors auld Addresses thair Delyt,
To dyt of Ladyis Defamation,

Wae worth the Wicht fould set his Appityte,
To reid fic Rolls of Reprobation;

But tittar mak plain Proclamation,

To gather all fic Lybills biffelie,

And in the Fyre mak thair Location, Of Femenyre the Fame to fortifie.

III.

FOR quho fac lift the Richt trew to reherfe,
To humane Glore they mak Habilitie;
Quben Men ar fad at them folace they ferfs,
As Habitickles of all Humanity,

They bring grit Weirs aft to Tranquilitie,
Malice of Men they meis and pacific,

To Saul and Body baith Utilitie;

Therfore all Men thair Fame fould fortifie.
IV.

ALTHOCHT a Man had as much Gude to fpend,
As all the Empyres of this Globe around;
Wer Women Wanting Weil-fare were at End,
Without thair Comfort Care fould him confound,
Quhair they abyde thair blifs does ay abound,
And qubair they flie Felicetie gaes by;

Bot thair Solace nae Sage may be eir found;
Thairfore all Men thair Fame fould fortifie,
V.

SEN GOD has grantit them fic Gudliness,

And formid them after fae fyne faffoun, Syne put fic bluming Bewtie in thair Face, Quhy fould not Men hald them of grit Renown?