That man, thy wark, was creat to that fyne[739],
That he micht haif perfyte felicitie
With thé aboif the hevynis cristellyne—
Quhilk Lucifer did thrwch his foly tyne—
Sumtyme maid to thy image worthiest:
It wes said than be prophecie devyne
That thow sowld sleip and in my bosom rest.”
And Justice said, “His odius offence
Contrare thy hie excellent dignitie,
His oppin syn and wilfull negligence,