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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When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
Visor’d. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
To You. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman

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