03.01.2011, 11:47
John Stewart of Baldynneis
ca. 1550 - 1605
O silver hornit Diane nychtis queine,
Quha for to kis Endimeon did discend,
Gif flamme of luif thou haid don than susteine,
As I do now, that instant dois pretend
T'embrasse my luif not willing to be kend,
With mistie vaill thou wold obscuir thy face
For reuth of me that dois sic travell spend,
And finding now this vissit grant of grace,
Bot lettit be thy borrowit lycht alace,
I staying stand in feir for to be seine,
Sen yndling eine invirons all this place,
Quhois cursit mouths ay to defame dois meine.
Bot nether thay nor yit thy schyning cleir
May cause appeir my secreit luif synceir.
ca. 1550 - 1605
O silver hornit Diane nychtis queine,
Quha for to kis Endimeon did discend,
Gif flamme of luif thou haid don than susteine,
As I do now, that instant dois pretend
T'embrasse my luif not willing to be kend,
With mistie vaill thou wold obscuir thy face
For reuth of me that dois sic travell spend,
And finding now this vissit grant of grace,
Bot lettit be thy borrowit lycht alace,
I staying stand in feir for to be seine,
Sen yndling eine invirons all this place,
Quhois cursit mouths ay to defame dois meine.
Bot nether thay nor yit thy schyning cleir
May cause appeir my secreit luif synceir.