This poem runs from folio 252r
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1 Thir lenterne dayis ar luvely lang
2 and I will mvrne ne mair
3 nor for no mirthles may me mang
4 that will not for me cair
5 I wilbe glaid & latt hir gang
6 with falsat in hir fair
7 I fynd ane freschar feir to fang
8 baith of hyd hew and hair
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9 The wintter nycht Is lang but weir
10 I may mvrne gif I will
11 Scho will not mvrne for me that cleir
12 thairfoir I wilbe still
13 O king of luve that is so cleir
14 I me acquyt ȝow till
15 Sa scho fra me & I fra hir
16 and not bot it be skill
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17 O lord of luve how lykis the
18 My lemmens laitis vnleill
19 scho luvis ane vþir bettir tha[n] me
20 I haif causs to appeill
21 I pray to him þat deit on tre
22 that for ws all thold baill
23 mot send my (curved mark) le[m]mane twa or thre
24 Se[n] scho can not be leill
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25 Vþir hes hir hairt sowld scho haif myne
26 trewly that war grit wrang
27 quhen thay haif play gif I haif pyne
28 on gallowis mot I hang
29 or for hir luve gif I declyne
30 (s, struck through) Thotscho ewill nevir so lang
31 quhe[n] I think on hir foirheid fyne
32 Tha[n] mon I sing ane sang
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33 Off all the houris of the nycht
34 I can not tell ȝow ane
35 so mvrne I for my lady bricht
36 fro sleip haif me ourtane
37 fro scho be past owt of my sicht
38 The casting of ane stane
39 I haif no langour be this licht
40 I love god of his lane
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41 Allace þat evir fader me gat
42 or moder me wend in clais
43 gif I sowld for ane woma[n]s saik
44 my lyfe thus leid in lais
45 for ȝe saw nevir so fair a caik
46 of meill þat millar mais
47 bot ȝit ane ma[n] wald get the maik
48 as gud luve cu[m]is as gais
q
stewart
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