To a Lady

Sweet rois of vertew and of gentilness,

Delytsum lily of everie lustynes,

Richest in bontie and in bewtie clear,

And everie vertew that is wenit dear,

Except onlie that ye are mercyless

Into your garth this day I did persew;

There saw I flowris that fresche were of hew;

Baith quhyte and reid most lusty were to seyne,

And halesome herbis upon stalkis greene;

Yet leaf nor flowr find could I nane of rew.