Gane is thy joy and all thy mirth in eird;
410
Of all blyithnes now art thow blaiknit bair;
Thair is na salve may saif thee of thy sair!
Fell is thy fortoun, wikkit is thy weird;
Thy blis is baneist, and thy baill on breird!
Under the eirth god gif I gravin wer,
415
Quhar nane of Grece nor yit of Troy micht heird!
Quhair is thy chalmer, wantounly besene