O lusty flour of Ȝowth, benyng and bricht

O LUSTY flour of ȝowth, benying and bricht,
Fresch blome of bewty, blythfull, brycht, and schene,
Fair lufsum lady, gentill and discret,
Ȝung brekand blosum, ȝit on the stalkis grene,
Delytsum lilly, lusty for to be sene,
Be glaid in hairt and expell haviness ;
Bair of bliss, that evir so blytht hes bene,
Dewoyd langour, and leif in lustiness.

Brycht sterne at morrow that dois the nycht hyn chase,
Of luvis lychtsum lyfe and gyd,
Lat no dirk clud absent fro ws thy face,
Nor lat no sable frome ws thy bewty hyd,
That hes no confort quhair that we go or ryd,
Bot to behald the beme of thi brychtness ;
Baneiss all baill, and into bliss abyd ;
Dewoyd langour, and leif in lustiness.

Art thow plesand, lusty, ȝoing and fair ;
Full of all vertew and gud conditioun,
Rycht nobill of blud, rycht wyiss and debonair,
Honorable, gentill, and faythfull of renoun,
Liberall, lufsum, and lusty of persoun,
Quhy suld thow than lat sadness the oppress?
In hairt be blytht and lay all dolour doun ;
Dewoyd langour, and leif in lustiness.

I me commend, with all humilitie
Vnto thi bewty blisfull and bening,
To quhome I am, and sall ay scherwand be,
With steidfast hairt, and faythfull trew mening,
Vnto the deid, without depairting ;
For quhais saik I sall my pen address
Sangis to mak for thy reconforting,
That thow may leif in joy and lustiness.

O fair sweit blossum, now in bewty flouris,
Vnfaidit bayth of cullour and vertew,
Thy nobill lord that deid hes done devoir,
Faid nocht with weping thy vissage fair of hew ;
O lufsum lusty lady, wyse, and trew,
Cast out all cair, and confort do incress,
Exyll all sichand, on thy scherwand rew !
Dewoyd langour, and leif in lustiness.

Finis.