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 AND THE SLAE. 51 C. For drouth decays, as it digests : Why then, quoth Reason, naithing rests, But how it may be had ? Maist trew, quoth Skill, that is the scope, Yet we maun have sum help of Hope. Quoth Danger I am red; His hastiness bred us mishap; When he is highly horst; wish we looked or we lap. Quoth Wit, that were not worst. I mean now convene now The counsell ane and all, Begin then, call in then; Quoth Reason, sae I shall. CI. Then Reason raise with gesture grave, Belyve conveining all the lave, To hear what they wald say, With silver scepter in his hand, As Chieftain chosen to command, And they bent to obey. He paused lang before he spak, And in a studie stude, Syne he began and silence brak, Cum on, quoth lie, conclude What way now we may now Yon Cherrie cum to catch, Speak out 'sirs, about sirs, Have done let us dispatch.