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<NAME>Colm MacCrossan</NAME>
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<STC T="G">C.20.f.9[4]</STC>
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<HEAD>&para; The Cruikit liedis the blinde</HEAD>
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<L>THis warld it waggis I wat not how,</L>
<L>And na man may ane vther trow:</L>
<L>And euerie man dois pluke and pow,</L>
<L>And that the pure may finde,</L>
<L>Our Court it is decayit now</L>
<L>The cruikit leidis the blinde.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; Althocht the warldlie wi&s;e be cruikit,</L>
<L>This commoun weill he hes mi&s;cuikit,</L>
<L>Our Lords ar blinde and dois ouerluikit</L>
<L>He gydis thame as he li&s;t</L>
<L>Tak thay not tent he will not huikit</L>
<L>To gyde thame in the mi&s;t.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; He halds our Lords at variance,</L>
<L>He garris the tane put e&s;perance</L>
<L>They will get daylie help of France,</L>
<L>This he garris thame confide</L>
<L>Sayis Ingland will bring mony Lance</L>
<L>Vnto the vther &s;ide.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; Our Lords ar now delt in twa &s;ydis,</L>
<L>And euerie faction in him confydis:</L>
<L>&YOGH;e will heir tell how he thame gydis,</L>
<L>And &yogh;e leit &yogh;eiris few</L>
<L>Sen he hes maid &s;a mony &s;lydis</L>
<L>Trow &yogh;e he can be trew.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; Fra he in Court in credite grew,</L>
<L>He did ay change the Court anew:</L>
<L>The Quene his doingis fair did rew,</L>
<L>And richt &s;a did hir Mother,</L>
<L>The coun&s;all kennis gif he was trew,</L>
<L>To him that was hir Brother.</L>
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<L>&para; In Edinburgh quhen they conuene,</L>
<L>Our Lords to him they gang bedene:</L>
<L>As he war outher King or Quene,</L>
<L>He hes thame at his bidding</L>
<L>His craftie coun&s;all will be &s;ene.</L>
<L>Quhe~ Doggs barkis on ye midding.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; Albeit he haif the Feuer quartane,</L>
<L>He &s;uld be made knycht of the Gartane</L>
<L>He rewlis Edinburgh and Dunbartane,</L>
<L>As Maddie dois me tell:</L>
<L>Gif he war Pape I am richt certane</L>
<L>He wald reule heuin and hell.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; Gif he gar Atholl do &s;ic &s;chame,</L>
<L>As to con&s;ent to bring hir hame:</L>
<L>And gif the gyding to Madame,</L>
<L>They will put downe the King</L>
<L>The Crowne will alter fra that Name,</L>
<L>Than Murderars may &s;ing.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; He hes gart Hume begin to fyre,</L>
<L>Althocht that he gat his de&s;yre:</L>
<L>Bot he will leid him in the myre</L>
<L>Thocht he hecht to defend him,</L>
<L>And Ingland &s;et his lands in fyre</L>
<L>I wat not quha will mend him.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; Als he gat Setoun out of hands,</L>
<L>From forfalting he &s;auit his lands:</L>
<L>Thocht he be lyand vnder bands</L>
<L>He will not knaw the King:</L>
<L>Sen &yogh;e ken how the mater &s;tands,</L>
<L>Suld he haif leif to fling?</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; Our richt Regent quha was ourtarge</L>
<L>Laid &s;indrie things vnto his charge,</L>
<L>The quhilk in deid war verray large</L>
<L>As is kend with anew,</L>
<L>&YOGH;e haif geuin him ane plane di&s;charge</L>
<L>And &s;ayis it was not trew.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; I wat &yogh;e &s;aw neuer ane &s;tyme,</L>
<L>And wantit baith re&s;&s;oun and ryme,</L>
<L>Quhen &yogh;e forgaif him all his cryme:</L>
<L>And maid his oddis euin,</L>
<L>Thocht he be fri&s;tit at this tyme</L>
<L>He will not be forgeuin.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; I pray &yogh;ow Lordis on ather &s;yde,</L>
<L>That &yogh;e his &s;awis do not confyde,</L>
<L>For I will &s;weir &yogh;ow be Sanct Bryde</L>
<L>He &s;u&s;&s;cis not thre &s;trais,</L>
<L>Quha &s;uld be rewlar nor our gyde</L>
<L>May he bruke that he hais.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&para; All thir maters he dois bot mock,</L>
<L>He hes deuy&s;it mony &s;ic block:</L>
<L>He can begyle ane Land wart Iock,</L>
<L>Except he ken him weill:</L>
<L>Thay &s;ay he can baith quht&s;&s;ill and cloik,</L>
<L>And his mouth full of meill.</L>
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<LG>
<L>&rindx; My Lordis quhat is this that &yogh;e mene</L>
<L>I thinke the holkis ouergangis &yogh;our one,</L>
<L>I wald &s;um man wald &s;cheir &yogh;ow clene</L>
<L>That &yogh;e micht &s;e thir faultis,</L>
<L>And be not blinde as &yogh;e haif bene</L>
<L>Nor led with thame that haultis.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>&rindx; Imprentit at Edinburgh be Robert Lekpreuik. Anno. Do. 1570.</P>
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