Oppressit hairt indure
In dolour and distress,
In wo remidiless.
Sen scho is merciless,
And caussis all thy smert,
Quhilk suld thy dolour dress
[1319],
Indure, oppressit hairt.
Perforss tak paciens,
To lufe but recompens
Is grit perplexitie.
Of thyne aduersitie
For quhen that thow wes fre
Thow wald nocht hald thé so.
Thow langit ay to prufe
The strenth of luvis lair
[1322],
And quhat kin
[1323] thing wes lufe,
Quhilk now settis
[1324] thé so sair.
Off all thy wo and cair
It mendis thé nocht to mene
[1325]:
Howbeid thow suld forfair
[1326],
Thy-self the causs hes bene.
Quhen thow wes weill at eiss,
And subiect to no wicht,
Thow hir for lufe did cheiss
[1327]Quhilk settis thy lufe at licht;
And thocht thow knew hir slicht
[1328]Yit wald thow [nocht] refrane,
Thairfoir it is bot rycht
That thow indure the pane.
Bot yit my corpss, allace,
Is wrangusly opprest
Be thé in-to this cace,
And brocht to grit wanrest
[1329].
Quhy suld it so be drest
[1330]Quhilk still it ay detest?
Thy wantoun folich mynd.
Ay gart thé goif and glaik
[1333];
My body bad lat be,
And of thy siching slaik
[1334].
Thow wald nocht rest, bot raik
[1335],
And lair
[1336] thé in the myre;
Yit felyeit thow to faik
[1337]That thow did maist desyre.
Thocht thow do murn and weip,
With inwart spreit opprest,
Quhen vthir men takis sleip
Thow wantis the nychtis rest.
Scho quhome thow luvis best
Off thé takis littill thocht,
Thy wo and grit wanrest
And cair scho countis nocht.
Thairfoir go hens in haist,
My langour to lament,
Do nocht my body waist,
Quhilk nevir did consent.
And thocht thow wald repent
That thow hir hes persewit.
Yit man
[1338] thow stand content,
And drynk that thow hes brewit.