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 AND THE SLAE. 37 LXXII. Assure thyself, if that we shed, Thou shalt not get thy purpose sped, Take tent, we have thee tald; Have done and drive not off the day, The man that will not when he may, He shall not when he wald. What wilt thou do? I would we wist; Accept or give us owre. Quoth I, I think me more than blast To find such famous four Beside me, to guide me, Now when I have to do, Considering the swiddering Ye found me first into. LXXIII. When Courage cray'd a stomach stout, And Danger drave me into doubt, With his companion Dread: Whiles Will would up above the air, Whiles I was drown'd in deep Despair, Whiles Hope held up my head. Sic pithy reasons and replies On ilka side they shew, That I, who was not very wise Thought all their tales were true: Sae mony and bony Old problems they propon't Baith quickly and likely, I maryel'd meikle on't.