Gif Ȝe wald lufe and luvit be

Gif ȝe wald lufe and luvit be,
In mynd keip weill thir thingis thre,
And sadly in thy breist imprent ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient

For he that pacience can nocht leir,
He sall displesance haif, perqueir,
Thocht he had all this warldis rent ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient

For quha that secreit can nocht be,
Him all gud falloschip sall fle,
And credence nane sall him be lent ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient.

And he that is of hairt vntrew,
Fra he be kend, fair weill, adew.
Fy on him, fy ! his fame is went ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient.

Thus he that wantis ane of thir thre,
Ane luvar glaid may neuir be,
Bot ay in sum thing discontent ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient

Nocht with thy toung thy self discure
The thingis that thow hes of nature ;
For, giff thow dois, thow suld repent ;
Be secreit, trew, and pacient

Finis.