ALEXANDER SCOTT
Deploir, ye ladies cleir of hue,
Her absence, sen she must depart! And, specially, ye luvcris true
That wounded bene with Luvis dart.
For some of you sail want ane heart As well as I; therefore at last
Do go with mine, with mind inwart, And bide with her thou luvis best!
��52 A Rondel of Love
), quhat it is to love
Learn ye that list to prove, By me, I say, that no ways may The ground of grief remove, But still decay both nicht and day: Lo, quhat it is to love!
Love is ane fervent fire
Kindht without desire, Short pleasour, long displeasour,
Repentance is the hire; Ane pure tressour without measour;
Love is ane fervent fire.
To love and to be wise,
To rage with good advice; Now thus, now than, so gois the game,
Inccrtam is the dice, There is no man, I say, that can
Both love and to be wise.
5/ with mind inwart] with inner mind, i.e. in spirit.
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