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Alas,
that folk that eier wis free
and
in freedom wont for to be
throu
thair great mischance and folly
war
treatit than sae wikkitly
that
thair faes thair judges war.
Whit
wretchitness may man have mair?
Ah,
freedom is a noble thing!
Freedom mais man to have liking;
freedom aa solace to man gives,
he lives at ease that freely lives.
A noble heart may have nane ease,
na ellis nocht that may him please,
if freedom fail; for free liking
is yearnit owre aa ither thing.
Na he that aye haes livit free
may nocht knaw weel the property,
the angir, na the wretchit doom
that is couplit to foul thirldome.
Bot if he haed assayit it,
then aa perqueir he suld it wit;
an suld think freedom mair to prize
than aa the gold in warld that is.
Thus contrar thingis evermair
discoverins of the tither ar,
and
he that thrall is haes nocht his.
Aa
he that haes enbandonit is
til
his lord whiteier he be.
Yit
haes he nocht sae meikle free
as
free liking to live or do
that
at his heart him drawis to.
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