Poem by Alexander Montgomerie

Sonnet 61. Of the Duleweid. III

Quhat suld I wish, if wishing war not va[ne?]
Gold? silver? stones? or precious peirlis of I[nd ?]
No, no ; I carie not a misers mynd ;
I wish no more bot to be borne agane ;

Provyding that I micht a man rema[ne,]
And sho that bure me, euen of sik a kyn[d]
That in hir birth hir persone war not py[nd,]
Bot ay the plesur to exceid the pane.

Then to be borne into a bonie bark,
To saill the seyis, in sik tym of the jeir
Vhen hevy hartis it helthsum halds to he[ir]
The mirthful mav[is] and the lovesome [larke.]

In end, I wold, my voyage being maid,
.   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .  

1. The Cherrie and the Slae
2. Sonnet 18. To the Lords of the Session. I
3. Sonnet 30. Christen Lyndesay to Ro. Hudsone
4. Sonnet 24. Of M. J. Sharpe. II
5. Sonnet 27. To R. Hudsone. III

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