in Ane Satyre of the Thrie Estaitis — Lindsay, David, Sir
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Ane Satyre of the Thrie Estaitis
Author
Lindsay, David, Sir
Year (catalogued)
1602
Decade
1600s
Speech prefix(es)
Oppreſſioun.
Words
236
Characters
1191
Typicality
0.20 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP id
A72573
Cluster
Cluster 21 — Old fathers & plain counsel
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Forsuith the kings majesty, Hes set me heir as ȝe may see: Might I speak Temporality, He walled me relief soon. I beseek ȝow my brother deir, Bot half ane hour for to fit heir: Ȝe knaw that I was never sweir, Ȝow to defend: Put in ȝour leg into my place, And heir I sweir be Gods grace, Ȝow to relief within short space, Sin let ȝow weened. Taken their my hand riched faithfully Also I promit the verily, To give to the ane cuppill of kye In Liddisdaill. Have I nought maid ane honest schift, That hes betrasit common Thift? For their is nought under the lift, Ane curster cors: I am riched sure that he and I, Within this halȝeir craftily Hes stolen ane thousand scheip and ky, By meiris and Horse. Walled God I war baith found and hail, Now liftit into Liddisdaill The Mers should find me beif and kaill, Quhat rak of bred: War I their liftit with my life, The Devil should stick me with ane knife And ever I come again to Fyfe, Quhill I war dead. Adieu I leife the Devil among ȝow, That in his fingers he may fang ȝow: With all leill men that dois belong ȝow, For I may rew: That ever I came into this land, For quhy ȝe may well understand, I got nam geir to turn my hand: Ȝit anis adieu.