For all your micht, may cum to that same end,
460
Or ellis war, gif ony war may be.
Nocht is your fairnes bot ane faiding flour,
Nocht is your famous laud and hy honour
Bot wind inflat in uther mennis eiris;
Your roising reid to rotting sall retour.
465
Exempill mak of me in your memour,
Quhilk of sic thingis wofull witnes beiris.