II. HIGH up for zou is ordaind a Place, Abune all Saints in great Solace, In Happyness and Dignity, Tailziors and Soutars blift be ze, III. THE Caufe to you is not unkend, Natures Negic&t ye do amend, Be Craft and great Agility, Tailziors and Soutars blist be ze. IV. SOUTARS with Schune weil made and meit, Ze mend the Faults of illfard Feit, Quherfore to Heaven zour Sauls will flie, Soutars and Tailziors blist be ze. V. THERIS Bot in this Fair a Flyrock, AND Tailziors ze with weil made Clais, Tailziors and Soutars blift beze. VII. THOCHT ane fuld haif a broken Back, Heill cover it richt carftely, Tailziors and Soutars blist be ze. VIII. Of all great Kindes may ze claim, IX. IN Eard ze kyth fic Ferlys heir, Quod DUNBAR. The Lovers Mane that dares not affay. Q I. UHEN Flora had owrfrett the Firth, In May of ilka Moneth Quene, Quhen Merle and Mavis fings with Mirth, And mailt difyrous of thair Prey, I luve, but I dare not assay! II. STRANG ar the Pains I daylie pruve, But zit with Patience I sustene, I am fae fettert in the Luve, Only of my fweit Lady fchene, Has done depaint that fweit Serene, Quhom I luve, and dare not assay. SCHо is fae bricht of Hyd and Hew, I love but hir allone I wene, Is nane hir Luve that may efchew, Then eir of Greice did fair Helene, Quod STEWART. Ane litle Interlude of the Droichs. 1. IRRY, hary, hobbilschow, H" Se ze not quha is cum now, But zit wate I nevir how, Brocht with the Quhirl-wind; May Bairs and Bugles bind, II. QUHA is then cum heir, but I With a maist michty Soun ? I generit am of Gyans kynd, My Elders woir the Croun, |