The Garmont of Gude Ladeis

Wald my gud lady lufe me best,
And wirk eftir my will,
I suld ane garmond gudliest
Gar mak hir body till.
Of he honour suld be hir hud,
Upon hir heid to weir,
Garneist with governance so gud,
Na demyng suld hir deir.

Hir sark suld be hir body nixt,
Of chestetie so quhyt,
With schame and dreid togidder mixt,
The same suld be perfyt.
Hir kirtill suld be of clene Constance,
Lasit with lesum lufe,
The mailyeis of continuance
For nevir to remufe.

Hir gown suld be of gudliness
Weill ribband with renowne,
Purfillit with plesour in ilk place
Furrit with fyne fassoun.
Hir belt suld be of benignitie,
About hir middle meit;
Hir mantill of humilitie,
To thoill bayth wind and weit.

Hir hat suld be of fair having,
And hir tepat of trewth;
Hir patelet of gud pansing;
Hir hals ribband of rewth.
Hir slevis suld be of esperance,
To keip hir fra dispair;
Hir gluvis of gud govimance,
To gyd hir fyngearis fair.

Hir schone suld be of sickemes,
In syne that scho nocht slyd;
Hir hoise of honestie, I ges,
I suld for hir provyd.
Wald scho put on this garmond gay,
I durst sweir by my seill,
That scho woir nevir grene nor gray
That set hir half so weill.