Bannatyne Club > Buik of the most noble and vailzeand conquerour Alexander the Great

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Shir faid the King fa be I quit,
Throw lufe that I indure for it.
Wele better and ofter it helpis me,
The amorous thochtis of that fre.
Than dois to behald on nere.
In hir vifage polift clere.
Thus may men preif zow fikkerly,
Quha fa couth fay the refToun quhy.
The Bauderane faid fa God me faif.
The reffoun quhy fane wald I haif.
For certis I wend witterly,
That throw fweit blenking anerly,
Wele mare alway ioy it is,
And mare comfort ane thoufand fis.
Than all the thochtis that thocht may be.
Schir faid the King fa God me fe,
Of zour will I grant apartly.
All grant I nocht vtterly.
May fall ze lufe on that manere,
Gif ze lufe fa our lufes gais fere.
Now be it wele that ze lufe fua,
All vther wayes my lufe man ga.
Quhen I fe hir forrow me,
That is fulfillit of all bounte.
And I behald hir colour cleir,
Hir hart that to fyne gold is feir,
Hir cheke hir chin hir middle fmall,
Hir fare hede and her faffoun all.
I am fa mouit throw that ficht.
That I haue nouther ftrenth nor micht,
To heir to fe na zit to fele.
As man fuld do this wait I wele,
166 Thus