Thir Ladyis fair, that makis repair

Thir ladyis fair, That makis repair,
And in the court ar kend,
Thre dayis thair, Thay will do mair,
Ane mater for till end,
Than thair gud men Will do in ten,
For ony craft thay can,
So Weill thay ken, Quhat tyme and quhen,
Thair menes thay sowld mak than.

With littill noy, Thay can convoy
Ane mater fynaly,
Richt myld and moy, And keip it coy,
On evyns quyetly.
Thay do no miss, Bot gif thay kiss,
And keipis collatioun,
Quhat rek of this ? Thair mater is
Brocht to conclusioun.

Wit ȝe Weill, Thay haif grit feill,
Ane mater to solist,
Trest as the steill, Syne nevir a deill
Quhen thay cum hame ar mist.
Thir lairdis ar, Methink, richt far
Sic ladeis behaldin to,
That sa weill dar Go to the bar,
Quhen thair is ocht ado.

Thairfoir I reid, Gif ȝe haif pleid,
Or mater in to pley,
To mak remeid, Send in ȝour steid,
Ȝour ladeis grathit vp gay.
Thay can defend, Evin to the end,
Ane mater furth express ;
Suppois thay spend, It is vnkend,
Thair geir is nocht the les.

In quyet place, Thocht thay haif space,
Within less nor twa howris,
Thay can, percaice, Purchess sum grace,
At the compositouris.
Thair compositioun, With full remissioun,
Thair fynaly is endit,
With expeditioun And full conditioun,
Thair seilis ar to pendit

Alhaill almoist, Thay mak the coist,
With sobir recompens,
Richt littill loist, Thay get indoist,
Alhaill thair evidens.
Sic ladyis wyiss, Thay ar to pryis,
To say the veretie,
Swa can devyiss, And not suppryiss
Thame, nor thair honestie.

Finis quod Dumbar.