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Poem by Alexander Montgomerie


Sonnet 39. To his Maistres. I


Bright amorous ee vhare Love in ambush [lyes] Ч
Cleir cristal tear distilde at our depairt Ч
Sueet secreit sigh more peircing nor a dairt Ч
Inchanting voce, beuitcher of the wyse Ч

Quhyt ivory hand, vhilk thrust my finger [s pryse] Ч
I challenge jou, the causers of my smarte,
As homiceids, and murtherers of my harte,
In Resones court to suffer ane assyse.

Bot, oh ! I fear, jea rather wot I weill,
To be repledgt je plainly will appeill
To Love, whom Resone never culd comm[and :]

Bot, since I can not better myn estate,
Jit, vhill I live, at leist I sall regrate
Ane ee, a teir, a sigh, a voce, a hand.



Alexander Montgomerie


Alexander Montgomerie's other poems:
  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 61. Of the Duleweid. III
  5. Sonnet 19. To the Lords of the Session. II


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