“The prety wand, I trow be myn entent,
“Assignes rewlle and cruell jugément.
“The red colour, quha graithly wndrestud,135
“Betaknes all to gret battaill and blud:
“The greyn, curage that thow art now amang,
“In strowbill wer thou sall conteyne full lang.
“The saphyr stayne, scho blissit the with all,
“Is lestand grace, will God, sall to the fall.140
“The thrynfald buk is bot this brokyn land,
“Thou mon rademe be worthines off hand.