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| I THAT in heill was and glaidness | |
| Am trublit now with great seikness | |
| And feblit with infirmitie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Our plesance heir is all vain glory, | 5 |
| This fals world is but transitory, | |
| The flesh is brukle, the Feynd is slee:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| The state of man does change and vary, | |
| Now sound, now sick, now blyth, now sary, | 10 |
| Now dansand mirry, now like to die:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| No state in Erd heir standis sicker; | |
| As with the wynd wavis the wicker | |
| So wavis this world’s vanitie:— | 15 |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Unto the Deid gois all Estatis, | |
| Princis, Prelattis, and Potestatis, | |
| Baith rich and poor of all degre:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | 20 |
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| He takis the Knychtis in to feild | |
| Enarmit under helm and scheild; | |
| Victour he is at all mellie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| That strang unmercifull tyrand | 25 |
| Takis, on the motheris breast sowkand, | |
| The babe full of benignitie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He takis the campioun in the stour, | |
| The captain closit in the tour, | 30 |
| The lady in bour full of bewtie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He spairis no lord for his piscence | |
| Na clerk for his intelligence; | |
| His awfull straik may no man flee:— | 35 |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Art-magicianis and astrologis, | |
| Rethoris, logicianis, and theologis, | |
| Them helpis no conclusionis slee:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | 40 |
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| In medecyne the most practicianis, | |
| Leechis, surrigianis and physicianis, | |
| Themself fra Death may nocht supplee:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| I see that makaris amang the lave | 45 |
| Playis here their padyanis, syne gois to grave; | |
| Spairit is nocht their facultie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He hes done petuously devour | |
| The noble Chaucer, of makaris flour, | 50 |
| The Monk of Bury, and Gower, all three:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| The gude Sir Hew of Eglintoun, | |
| Ettrick, Heriot, and Wyntoun, | |
| He has tane out of this cuntrie:— | 55 |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| That scorpion fell hes done infeck | |
| Maister John Clerk, and James Afflek, | |
| Fra ballat-making and tragedie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | 60 |
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| Holland and Barbour he has berevit; | |
| Alas! that he not with us levit | |
| Sir Mungo Lockart of the Lee:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Clerk of Tranent eke he hes tane, | 65 |
| That made the awnteris of Gawane; | |
| Sir Gilbert Hay endit hes he:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He hes Blind Harry and Sandy Traill | |
| Slain with his schour of mortal hail, | 70 |
| Quhilk Patrick Johnstoun might nocht flee:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He has reft Merseir his endyte | |
| That did in luve so lively write, | |
| So short, so quick, of sentence hie:— | 75 |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| He has tane Rowll of Abirdene, | |
| And gentill Rowll of Corstorphine; | |
| Two better fallowis did no man see:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | 80 |
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| In Dumfermelyne he has tane Broun | |
| With Maister Robert Henrysoun; | |
| Sir John the Ross enbrasit hes he:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| And he hes now tane, last of a, | 85 |
| Good gentil Stobo and Quintyne Shaw, | |
| Of quhom all wichtis hes pitie:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Good Maister Walter Kennedy | |
| In poynt of dede lies verily; | 90 |
| Great ruth it were that so suld be:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Sen he hes all my brothers tane, | |
| He will nocht let me live alane; | |
| Of force I mon his next prey be:— | 95 |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | |
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| Since for the death remeid is none, | |
| Best is that we for death dispone | |
| After our death that live may we:— | |
| Timor Mortis conturbat me. | 100 |
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