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Merch wes with variand windis past,

And Appryll had, with hir silver schouris,

Tane leif at Nature with ane orient blast,

And lusty May, that muddir is of flouris,

Had maid the birdis to begyn thair houris

Amang the tendir odouris reid and quhyt,

Quhois armony to heir it wes delyt:

In bed at morrow, sleiping as I lay,

Me thocht Aurora, with hir cristall ene.

In at the window lukit by the day,

And halsit me, with visage paill and grene;

On quhois hand a lark sang fro the splene,

Awalk, luvaris, out of your slomering,

Sé how the lusty morrow dois up spring.

Me thocht fresche May befoir my bed up stude,

In weid depaynt of mony diverss hew,

Sobir, benyng, and full of mansuetude,

In brycht atteir of flouris forgit new,

Hevinly of color, quhyt, reid, broun, and blew,

Balmit in dew, and gilt with Phebus bemys;

Quhyll all the house illumynit of hir lemys.