That nicht he sleipit never ane wink, Bot still did on the Ladie think.
The Historie of ane Nobil and Wailyeand Squyer, William Meldrum (1550), line 899
Unthrift, sweirnes, falset, povertie, and stryfe Pat polacey in dainger of hir lyfe.David Lyndsay
Quhowbeit that divers devote cunnyng Clerkis In Latyne toung hes wryttin syndrie bukis, Our unlernit knawis lytill of thare werkis, More than thay do the rauyng of the Rukis. Quharefore to Colyearis, Cairtaris, & to Cukis, To Jok and Thome, my Ryme sall be diractit, With cunnyng men quhowbeit it wylbe lactit.David Lyndsay
Quhen the Sonne is at the hycht, Att nonne quhen it doith schyne most brycht, The schaddow of that hydduous strength Sax myle and more it is of lenth. Thus maye ye Juge, in to your thocht, Gyfe Babilone be heych, or nocht.David Lyndsay
But in the glances of his eye, A penetrating, keen, and sly Expression found its home; The flash of that satiric rage, Which, bursting on the early stage, Branded the vices of the age, And broke the keys of Rome. :;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;*:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;:;* Still is thy name in high account, And still thy verse has charms, Sir David Lindesay of the Mount, Lord Lion King-at-arms!David Lyndsay
Lyndsay, with all his ancient coarseness…maintained for two centuries, even among the precise, his position as the popular poet of Scotland.David Lyndsay
He usually lacks the originality of Henryson and the brilliance of Dunbar and Douglas . But what there is of him is good all through.David Lyndsay