GEORGE GASCOIGNE

With lullaby now take thine ease, With lullaby thy doubts appease ; For trust to this, if thou be still, My body shall obey thy will.

Thus lullaby my youth, mine eyes, My will, my ware, and all that was

I can no more delays devise;

But welcome pain, let pleasure pass.

With lullaby now take your leave;

With lullaby your dreams deceive;

And when you rise with waking eye,

Remember then this lullaby.

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��ALEXANDER MONTGOMERIE

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4<?. The Night is Near Gone

EY ! now the day dawis ;

The jolly cock crawis ; Now shroudis the shawis

Thro* Nature anon. The thissel-cock cryis On lovers wha lyis : Now skaillis the skyis ; The nicht is neir gone.

The fieldis ouerflowis With gowans that growis, Quhair lilies like low is As red as the rone.

48. shroudis] dress themselves. shawis] woods. skaillis]

clears. gowans] daisies. low] flame. rone] rowan.

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