Now God, for his gret micht, [thy grit micht.]
Set our sawlis in sicht
Of sanctis so sere!
LXXVII.
Thus for ane Dow of Dunbar drew I this Dyte,
Dowit with ane Dowglass, and boith war thai dowis;
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In the forest forsaid, frely parfyte,
Of Terneway, tendir and tryde, quho so trast trowis. [Of Terway.]
War my wit as my will, than suld I wele wryte;
Bot gif I lak in my leid, that nocht till allow is, [gif lak.]
Ȝe wyse, for ȝour worschipe, wryth me no wyte.
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Now blyth ws the blist barne, that all berne bowis;
He len ws lyking and lyf euerlestand!
In mirthfull moneth of May,
In myddis of Murraye,
Thus on a tyme be Ternway, [Thus in.]
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Happinnit Holland.
Heir endis THE BUKE OF THE HOWLAT.
'Scriptum' Per 'manum' M. Joannis Asloan.
