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Slugird, scho said, awalk annone for schame,

And in my honour sum thing thow go wryt;

The lark hes done the mirry day proclame,

To raise up luvaris with confort and delyt;

Yit nocht incressis thy curage to indyt,

Quhois hairt sum tyme hes glaid and blisfull bene,

Sangis to mak undir the levis grene.

Quhairto, quoth I, sall I up ryse at morrow,

For in this May few birdis herd I sing;

Thai haif moir cause to weip and plane thair sorrow,

Thy air it is nocht holsum nor benyng;

Lord Eolus dois in thy sessone ring:

So busteous are the blastis of his horne,

Amang thy bewis to walk I haif forborne.

With that this Lady sobirly did smyle.

And said, Upryse, and do thy observance;

Thow did promyt, in Mayis lusty quhyle,

For to discryve the of most plesance.

Go sé the birdis how thay sing and dance,

Illumynit oure with orient skyis brycht,

Annamyllit richely with new asure lycht.

Quhen this wes said, departit scho, this Quene,

And enterit in a lusty gairding gent;

And than me thocht, full hestely besene,

In serk and mantill [eftir hir] I went

In to this garth, most dulce and redolent,