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THE KINGIS QUAIR.
Till lupit^r his m<?rci list aduert,
And send confort in relesche of my smert.
26 Quhare as In ward full oft I wold bewaille
My dedely lyf, full of peyne and penance,
Saing ryy/it thus, quhat haue I gilt to faille
My fredome in this warld and my plesance ?
Sen eu<?ry wight has thereof suffisance,
That I behold, and I a creature
Put from all this—hard Is my/z auewture !
27 The bird, the beste, the fisch eke In the see,
They lyve in fredome eu<?nch In his kynd;
And I a man, and lakkith libertee ;
Quhat schall I seyne, quhat resou« may I fynd,
That fortune suld do so ? thus In my mynd
My folk I wold argewe, bot all for no^/zt;
Was non that myg/zt, that on my peynes rought.
28 Than wold I say, “gif god me had deuisit
To lyve my lyf in thraldome thus and pyne,
Quhat was the causf that he [me] more comprisit
Than othir folk to lyve in suich ruyne ?
I suffer allone amang the figum nyne,
Ane wofull wrecche that to no wight may spede,
And jit of emry lyvis help1 hath nede.”
29 The long[e] dayes and the nyghtis eke
I wold bewaille my fortune in this wis^,
For quh'ch, agane distress^ confort to seke,
My custum was on mornis for to rysz?
Airly as day; o happy excercisz;!
By the come I to loye out of tannent.
Bot now to purpose of my first entent:—
1 In drede was written after help, but is crossed through.

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