The Amendis to the Telyouris and Sowtaris for the Turnament maid on thame

Betuix twell houris and ellevin,
I dremed ane angell came fra Hevin
With plesand stevin sayand on hie,
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

In Hevin hie ordand is your place,
Aboif all Sanctis in grit solace,
Nixt God grittest in dignitie:
Tailyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

The caus to yow is nocht unkend,
That God mismakkis ye do amend,
Be craft and grit agilitie:
Tailyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

Sowtaris, with schone weill maid and meit,
Ye mend the faltis of ill maid feit,
Quhairfoir to Hevin your saulis will fle;
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

Is nocht in all this fair a flyrok,
That hes upoun his feit a wyrok,
Knowll tais, nor mowlis in no degrie,
Bot ye can hyd thame: blist be ye.

And ye tailyouris, with weil maid clais
Can mend the werst maid man that gais,
And mak him semely for to se:
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

Thocht God mak ane misfassonit man,
Ye can him all schaip new agane,
And fassoun him bettir be sic thre:
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

Thocht a man haif a brokin bak,
Haif he a gude telyour, quhatt rak,
That can it cuver with craftis slie:
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

Off God grit kyndnes may ye clame,
That helpis his peple fra cruke and lame,
Supportand faltis with your supple:
Tailyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

In erd ye kyth sic mirakillis heir,
In Hevin ye salbe Sanctis full cleir,
Thocht ye be knavis in this cuntre:
Telyouris and Sowtaris, blist be ye.

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Why England Is Conservative poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
“When the reaper lays the sickle by ” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
” When in the long–drawn avenues of Thought” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
“What ails you, Ocean, that nor near nor far” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
“`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
Since We Must Die poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Robert Louis Stevenson poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Ireland poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To England poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Arms! (II) poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
To Alfred Tennyson poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
“‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin
Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin by Alfred Austin

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