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THE KINGIS QUAIR.
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191 And thankit be the fair[e] castell wall,
Quhare as I quhilom lukit furth and lent.
Thankit mot be the sanctis marciall,
That me first causit hath this accident.
Thankit mot be the grene bewis bent,
Throu quhom, and vnder, first fortunyt me
My hertis hele, and my confort to be.
192 For to the presence suete and delitable,
Rycht of this floure that full Is of plesahce,
By process^ and by menys fauorable,
First of the blisfull goddis pzn-ueyance,
And syne throu long and trew conty/mance
Of veray faith In lufe and trew smiice,
I cum am, and [3k]1 forthir In this wis<?.
193 Vnworthy, lo, bot onely of hir grace,
In lufis 30k, that esy is and sure,
In guerdoun [eke] of all my lufis space,
Sche hath me tak, hir humble creature.
And thus befell my blisfull auenture,
In 3outh of lufe, that now, from day to day,
Flourith ay newe, and jit forthir, I say.
194 Go litill tretisG nakit of eloquence,
Causing simplest and pouertee to wit;
And pray the reder to haue paciehce
Of thy defaute, and to supporteh It,
Of his gudnestf thy brukilnes^ to knytt,
And his tong for to reule[n] and to stere,
That thy defautis helit may ben here.
195 Allace ! and gif thou cuwmyst In2 presence,
Quhare-as of blawe faynest thow wald be quite,
To here thy rude and crukit eloquens,
1 See st. 193, last line. 2 MS. In the presence.

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