Be Ȝe ane Luvar, think Ȝe nocht Ȝe suld

Be ȝe ane luvar, think ȝe nocht ȝe suld
Be Weill adwysit in ȝour gouerning ?
Be ȝe nocht sa, it will on ȝow be tauld ;
Bewar thairwith for dreid of misdemyng.
Be nocht a wreche, nor skerche in ȝour spending,
Be layth alway to do amiss or schame ;
Be rewlit rycht and keip this doctring,
Be secreit, trew, incressing of ȝour name.

Be ȝe ane lear, that is werst of all,
Be ȝe ane tratlar, that I hald als ewill ;
Be ȝe ane janglar, and ȝe fra vertew fall,
Be nevir mair on to thir vicis thrall ;
Be now and ay the maistir of ȝour will,
Be nevir he that lesing sall proclame ;
Be nocht of langage quhair ȝe suld be still,
Be secreit, trew, incressing of ȝour name.

Be nocht abasit for no wicket tung,
Be nocht sa set as I haif said ȝow heir ;
Be nocht sa lerge vnto thir sawis sung,
Be nocht our prowd, thinkand ȝe haif no peir ;
Be ȝe so wyiss that vderis at ȝow leir,
Be nevir he to sklander nor defame ;
Be of ȝour lufe no prechour as a freir,
Be secreit, trew, incressing of ȝour name.

Finis quod Dumbar,