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 AND THE SLAE. 15 XXVIII Wha speeds, but such as high aspires ? Wha triumphs not but sic as tyres To win a noble name? Of shrinking what but shame succeeds ? Then do as thou would have thy deeds In register of fame. I put the case, thou nocht prevail'd, Sae thou with honour die, Thy life, but not thy courage, fail'd, Shall poets pen of thee: Thy name then, from fame then, Shall never be cut aff; Thy grave aye, shall have aye, That honest epitaph. ΧΧΙΧ. . What can thou lose when honour lives? Renown thy virtue aye revives, If valiantly thou end : Quoth Danger, Huly, friend, take heed, Untimeous spurring spills the steed, Take tent what ye pretend. Though Courage counsel thee to climb, Beware thou kep nae skaith; Have thou nae help but Hope and him, They may beguile thee baith. Thysell now, may tell now, The counsel of the clerks; Wharethrow yet, I trow yet, Thy breast doth bear the marks,