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Quhill he him saw, in hart he thocht full lang;

Than sodanlye in armys he couth him fang.425

He mycht nocht spek, but kyst him tendyrlye;

The knychtis spreit was in ane extasye,

The blyth teris tho bryst for his eyne two;

Or that he spak, a lang tyme held him so:

And at the last rycht freindfully said he;430

“Welcum, neuo, welcum deir sone to me.

“Thankit be he that all this warld has wrocht,