Lyk to ane bair quhetting his tuskis kene
Richt tuilyour-lyk, but temperance in tene;
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Ane horn he blew, with mony bosteous brag,
Quhilk all this warld with weir hes maid to wag.
Than fair Phebus, lanterne and lamp of licht
Of man and beist, baith frute and flourishing,
Tender nuréis, and banisher of nicht,
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And of the warld causing, be his moving