Lovers be war and tak gude heid about Quhome that ye lufe, for quhome ye suffer paine. I lat yow wit, thair is richt few thairout Quhome ye may traist to have trew lufe agane.
The cristall water ran so clere and cold,That in myn ere maid contynualyA maner soun, mellit with armony,That full of lytill fischis by the brymNow here now there with bakkis blewe as ledeLap and playit, and in a rout can swymSo prattily, and dressit tham to spredethair curall fynnis as the ruby rede,That in the sonne on thair scalis bryghtAs gesserant ay glitterit in my sight.james i of scotland
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