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f THE AVOWES
Sa may men to euill deid,
Be quyte the gude honour and the meid,
Lo the tyme cumming is parde,
That the nobill renounit lorne.
Of wirfhip woddit beis at richt,
In blude and harnes throw birneis bricht.
Sail baichit be thare burnift brandis,
Throw fturdy ftrakis of ftalwart handis.
And vnder feit defoullit be,
Throw brount of hors and chad mell,
Quhare fum falbe vnfound and feik,
Zone knychtis fchewis it vs in fpeke.
Bot to my dome he beis nocht ill,
That in that thrang may haue his will,
And nocht forthy weill pruuit ys,
That ane cowart throw cowardys.
Sail hewin all to pecis be,
Or blude be drawin on ane hardy.
And quha fa him defendis weill.
Men will gif him gude roum to reill.
And leif him oft fyfe voyd the way,
Lordingis to zow is that I fay,
That fik thbg hes fpokin heir.
That fall be bocht and fauld full deir.
Fare Erne faid fezonas the fre,
Now fall thy wirfhip newit be,
Of auld men that forzet hes bene.
Said Caffamus fare confmg fchene.
I wald nocht vthir wais it war.
For fyne gold to charge ane chare,
CASSAMVS was in company,
Blyth and glaid wyfe and witty.
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