Alexander Montgomerie

Sonnet 70. Against the God of Love

Blind brutal Boy, that with thy bou abuses
Leill leisome love by lechery and lust,
Judge, jakanapis and jougler maist vnj[ust,]
If in thy rageing resone thou refuises ;

To be thy chiftanes changers ay thou chuisis
To beir thy baner, so they be robust.
Fals tratur, Turk, betrayer vnder trust,
Quhy maks thou makrels of the modest Muses?

Art thou a god ? No — bot a gok disguysit ;
A bluiter buskit lyk a belly blind,
With wings and quaver waving with the wind ;
A plane playmear for vanitie devysit.

Thou art a stirk, for all thy staitly stylis ;
And these, good geese, vhom sik a god begylis.