The Book of Scottish Poems: Ancient and Modern

This fair lady, in this wise destitute
Of all comfort and consolation,
Right privily, but5 fellowship, on foot,

Who wote gif all that Chaucer wrote was Disguised, passèd far out of the town

true?

of woe,

XXXIX.

Now green as leaf, now withered and ago. Who had been there and liking for to hear

XXXV.

With book in hand then come Mercurius,
Right eloquent and full of rethorie,
With polite termis and delicious,
With pen and ink to report all ready,

His facund tongue and termis exquisite,
Of rhetorick the practick he might lear,
In brief sermon ane pregnant sentence
write :

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