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THE KINGIS QUAIR.
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And on his long[e] jalow loklw schene
A chaplet had he all of levis grene.
96 And In a retrete lytill of compas,
Depeyntit all w/t£ sighis wonder sad,
No^t suich sighis as hertis doith manace
Bot suich as dooth lufar/j to be glad,
Fond I venus vpon hir bed, that had
A mantill cast ouer hir schuldris quhite :
Thus clothit was the goddesse of delyte.
97 Stude at the dure fair-calling, hir vschere,
That coude his office doon In co«nyng wise,
And secretee, hir thrifty chamberere,
That besy was In tyme to do seruise,
And othir mo that I can no^t on avise ;
And on hir hede, of rede rosis full suete,
A chapellet sche had, faire, fresch, and mete.
98 WdA quaking hert astonate of that sight,
Vnnethis wist I quhat that I suld seyne;
Bot at the last[e] febily, as I mygAt,
WitA my handis on bothe my kneis tueyne,
There I begouth my cam to compleyne;
"With ane humble and lamentable chere
Thus salute I that goddesse bry^t and clere:
99 “ T T YE quene of lufe ! sterre of beneuolence !
J- X Pitouse princes, and planet merciable !
Appesare of malice and violence !
By vertew pure of jonr aspectis hable,
Vnto 3oure grace lat now ben acceptable
My pure request, that can no forthir gone
To seken help, bot vnto jow allone !