To Kerlé he thus argownd in this kynd:Bot gret desyr remaynyt in till his mynd,For to behald that frely off fassoun.A quhill he left, and come nocht in the toun;On othir thing he maid his witt to walk,660Prefand giff he mycht off that languor slalk.Quhen Kerlé saw he sufferit payne for thi,“Der schyr,” he said, “ye leiff in slogardy;“Go se youre luff, than sall yhe get comfort.”At his consaill he walkit for to sport,665On to the kyrke quhar scho maid residence.Scho knew him weille; bot, as of eloquence,Scho durst nocht weill in presens till him kyth,Full sor scho dred or Sotheron wald him myth:For Hesilryg had a mater new begone,670And hyr desirde in mariage till his sone.With hir madyn thus Wallace scho besochtTo dyne with hyr, and prewaly hym brochtThrouch a garden scho had gart wyrk off new:So Ingliss men nocht off thair metyng knew.675Than kissit he this gudlé with plesance;Syne hyr besocht rycht hardy of quentance.Scho ansuerd hym, with humyll wordis wise;“War my quentance rycht worthi for till pryse,“Yhe sall it haiff, als God me saiff in saille.680“Bot Inglissmen gerris our power faill,“Throuch violence of thaim and thair barnage,“At has weill ner destroyit our lynage.”Quhen Wallace hard hyr plenye petously,Agrewit he was in hart rycht gretumly.685Bathe ire and luff him set in till a rage;Bot nocht forthi he soberyt his curage.Off his mater he tald, as I said ayr,To that gudlye, how luff him strenyeit sar.Scho ansuerd him rycht resonably agayne,690And said; “I sall to your seruice be bayne,“With all plesance, in honest causis haill;“And I trast yhe wald nocht set till assaill,“For yhoure worschipe, to do me dyshonour,“And I a maid; and standis in mony stour,695“Fra Inglissmen to saiff my womanheid;“And cost has maid to kepe me fra thar dreid.“With my gud will I wyll no lemman be“To no man born, tharfor me think suld yhe“Desyr me nocht bot intill gudlynes.700“Perchance ye think I war to law perchass“For tyll attend to be your rychtwyss wyff.“In your seruice I wald oyss all my lyff.Fol. 29 a“Her I beseik, for your worschipe in armys,“Yhe charge me nocht with no wngudly harmys;705“Bot me defend, for worschipe off your blude.”Quhen Wallace weyll hyr trew tayll wnderstud,As in a part hym thocht it was resoun,Off hyr desir tharfor till conclusioun,He thankit hyr, and said; ‘Gif it mycht be,710‘Throuch Goddis will, that our kynryk war fre,‘I wald yow wed with all hartlie plesance;‘But as this tym I may nocht tak sic chance.‘And for this causs none othir now I crayff:‘A man in wer may nocht all plesance haiff.’715Off thar talk than I can tell yow no marTo my purposs, quhat band that thai maid thar.Conclud thai thus, and syne to dyner went.The sayr grewans ramaynyt in his entent;Loss off his men, and lusty payne off luff.720His leiff he tuk at that tyme to ramuff.
To Kerlé he thus argownd in this kynd:Bot gret desyr remaynyt in till his mynd,For to behald that frely off fassoun.A quhill he left, and come nocht in the toun;On othir thing he maid his witt to walk,660Prefand giff he mycht off that languor slalk.Quhen Kerlé saw he sufferit payne for thi,“Der schyr,” he said, “ye leiff in slogardy;“Go se youre luff, than sall yhe get comfort.”At his consaill he walkit for to sport,665On to the kyrke quhar scho maid residence.Scho knew him weille; bot, as of eloquence,Scho durst nocht weill in presens till him kyth,Full sor scho dred or Sotheron wald him myth:For Hesilryg had a mater new begone,670And hyr desirde in mariage till his sone.With hir madyn thus Wallace scho besochtTo dyne with hyr, and prewaly hym brochtThrouch a garden scho had gart wyrk off new:So Ingliss men nocht off thair metyng knew.675Than kissit he this gudlé with plesance;Syne hyr besocht rycht hardy of quentance.Scho ansuerd hym, with humyll wordis wise;“War my quentance rycht worthi for till pryse,“Yhe sall it haiff, als God me saiff in saille.680“Bot Inglissmen gerris our power faill,“Throuch violence of thaim and thair barnage,“At has weill ner destroyit our lynage.”Quhen Wallace hard hyr plenye petously,Agrewit he was in hart rycht gretumly.685Bathe ire and luff him set in till a rage;Bot nocht forthi he soberyt his curage.Off his mater he tald, as I said ayr,To that gudlye, how luff him strenyeit sar.Scho ansuerd him rycht resonably agayne,690And said; “I sall to your seruice be bayne,“With all plesance, in honest causis haill;“And I trast yhe wald nocht set till assaill,“For yhoure worschipe, to do me dyshonour,“And I a maid; and standis in mony stour,695“Fra Inglissmen to saiff my womanheid;“And cost has maid to kepe me fra thar dreid.“With my gud will I wyll no lemman be“To no man born, tharfor me think suld yhe“Desyr me nocht bot intill gudlynes.700“Perchance ye think I war to law perchass“For tyll attend to be your rychtwyss wyff.“In your seruice I wald oyss all my lyff.Fol. 29 a“Her I beseik, for your worschipe in armys,“Yhe charge me nocht with no wngudly harmys;705“Bot me defend, for worschipe off your blude.”Quhen Wallace weyll hyr trew tayll wnderstud,As in a part hym thocht it was resoun,Off hyr desir tharfor till conclusioun,He thankit hyr, and said; ‘Gif it mycht be,710‘Throuch Goddis will, that our kynryk war fre,‘I wald yow wed with all hartlie plesance;‘But as this tym I may nocht tak sic chance.‘And for this causs none othir now I crayff:‘A man in wer may nocht all plesance haiff.’715Off thar talk than I can tell yow no marTo my purposs, quhat band that thai maid thar.Conclud thai thus, and syne to dyner went.The sayr grewans ramaynyt in his entent;Loss off his men, and lusty payne off luff.720His leiff he tuk at that tyme to ramuff.
To Kerlé he thus argownd in this kynd:Bot gret desyr remaynyt in till his mynd,For to behald that frely off fassoun.A quhill he left, and come nocht in the toun;On othir thing he maid his witt to walk,660Prefand giff he mycht off that languor slalk.Quhen Kerlé saw he sufferit payne for thi,“Der schyr,” he said, “ye leiff in slogardy;“Go se youre luff, than sall yhe get comfort.”At his consaill he walkit for to sport,665On to the kyrke quhar scho maid residence.Scho knew him weille; bot, as of eloquence,Scho durst nocht weill in presens till him kyth,Full sor scho dred or Sotheron wald him myth:For Hesilryg had a mater new begone,670And hyr desirde in mariage till his sone.With hir madyn thus Wallace scho besochtTo dyne with hyr, and prewaly hym brochtThrouch a garden scho had gart wyrk off new:So Ingliss men nocht off thair metyng knew.675Than kissit he this gudlé with plesance;Syne hyr besocht rycht hardy of quentance.Scho ansuerd hym, with humyll wordis wise;“War my quentance rycht worthi for till pryse,“Yhe sall it haiff, als God me saiff in saille.680“Bot Inglissmen gerris our power faill,“Throuch violence of thaim and thair barnage,“At has weill ner destroyit our lynage.”Quhen Wallace hard hyr plenye petously,Agrewit he was in hart rycht gretumly.685Bathe ire and luff him set in till a rage;Bot nocht forthi he soberyt his curage.Off his mater he tald, as I said ayr,To that gudlye, how luff him strenyeit sar.Scho ansuerd him rycht resonably agayne,690And said; “I sall to your seruice be bayne,“With all plesance, in honest causis haill;“And I trast yhe wald nocht set till assaill,“For yhoure worschipe, to do me dyshonour,“And I a maid; and standis in mony stour,695“Fra Inglissmen to saiff my womanheid;“And cost has maid to kepe me fra thar dreid.“With my gud will I wyll no lemman be“To no man born, tharfor me think suld yhe“Desyr me nocht bot intill gudlynes.700“Perchance ye think I war to law perchass“For tyll attend to be your rychtwyss wyff.“In your seruice I wald oyss all my lyff.Fol. 29 a“Her I beseik, for your worschipe in armys,“Yhe charge me nocht with no wngudly harmys;705“Bot me defend, for worschipe off your blude.”Quhen Wallace weyll hyr trew tayll wnderstud,As in a part hym thocht it was resoun,Off hyr desir tharfor till conclusioun,He thankit hyr, and said; ‘Gif it mycht be,710‘Throuch Goddis will, that our kynryk war fre,‘I wald yow wed with all hartlie plesance;‘But as this tym I may nocht tak sic chance.‘And for this causs none othir now I crayff:‘A man in wer may nocht all plesance haiff.’715Off thar talk than I can tell yow no marTo my purposs, quhat band that thai maid thar.Conclud thai thus, and syne to dyner went.The sayr grewans ramaynyt in his entent;Loss off his men, and lusty payne off luff.720His leiff he tuk at that tyme to ramuff.
To Kerlé he thus argownd in this kynd:
Bot gret desyr remaynyt in till his mynd,
For to behald that frely off fassoun.
A quhill he left, and come nocht in the toun;
On othir thing he maid his witt to walk,660
Prefand giff he mycht off that languor slalk.
Quhen Kerlé saw he sufferit payne for thi,
“Der schyr,” he said, “ye leiff in slogardy;
“Go se youre luff, than sall yhe get comfort.”
At his consaill he walkit for to sport,665
On to the kyrke quhar scho maid residence.
Scho knew him weille; bot, as of eloquence,
Scho durst nocht weill in presens till him kyth,
Full sor scho dred or Sotheron wald him myth:
For Hesilryg had a mater new begone,670
And hyr desirde in mariage till his sone.
With hir madyn thus Wallace scho besocht
To dyne with hyr, and prewaly hym brocht
Throuch a garden scho had gart wyrk off new:
So Ingliss men nocht off thair metyng knew.675
Than kissit he this gudlé with plesance;
Syne hyr besocht rycht hardy of quentance.
Scho ansuerd hym, with humyll wordis wise;
“War my quentance rycht worthi for till pryse,
“Yhe sall it haiff, als God me saiff in saille.680
“Bot Inglissmen gerris our power faill,
“Throuch violence of thaim and thair barnage,
“At has weill ner destroyit our lynage.”
Quhen Wallace hard hyr plenye petously,
Agrewit he was in hart rycht gretumly.685
Bathe ire and luff him set in till a rage;
Bot nocht forthi he soberyt his curage.
Off his mater he tald, as I said ayr,
To that gudlye, how luff him strenyeit sar.
Scho ansuerd him rycht resonably agayne,690
And said; “I sall to your seruice be bayne,
“With all plesance, in honest causis haill;
“And I trast yhe wald nocht set till assaill,
“For yhoure worschipe, to do me dyshonour,
“And I a maid; and standis in mony stour,695
“Fra Inglissmen to saiff my womanheid;
“And cost has maid to kepe me fra thar dreid.
“With my gud will I wyll no lemman be
“To no man born, tharfor me think suld yhe
“Desyr me nocht bot intill gudlynes.700
“Perchance ye think I war to law perchass
“For tyll attend to be your rychtwyss wyff.
“In your seruice I wald oyss all my lyff.Fol. 29 a
Fol. 29 a
“Her I beseik, for your worschipe in armys,
“Yhe charge me nocht with no wngudly harmys;705
“Bot me defend, for worschipe off your blude.”
Quhen Wallace weyll hyr trew tayll wnderstud,
As in a part hym thocht it was resoun,
Off hyr desir tharfor till conclusioun,
He thankit hyr, and said; ‘Gif it mycht be,710
‘Throuch Goddis will, that our kynryk war fre,
‘I wald yow wed with all hartlie plesance;
‘But as this tym I may nocht tak sic chance.
‘And for this causs none othir now I crayff:
‘A man in wer may nocht all plesance haiff.’715
Off thar talk than I can tell yow no mar
To my purposs, quhat band that thai maid thar.
Conclud thai thus, and syne to dyner went.
The sayr grewans ramaynyt in his entent;
Loss off his men, and lusty payne off luff.720
His leiff he tuk at that tyme to ramuff.
Syne to Gilbank he past or it was nycht.Apon the morn, with hys four men, him dycht;To the Corhed with out restyng he raid,Quhar his nevo Thom Haliday him baid;725And Litill alss Eduuard, his cusyng der,Quhilk was full blyth quhen he wyst him so ner,Thankand gret God that send him saiff agayne;For mony demyt he was in Strathern slayne.Gud cher thai maid all out thai dayis thre.730Than Wallace said, that he desirde to seLowmaban toun and Ynglissmen that was thar;On the ferd day thai bownyt thaim to far.Sexteyne he was of gudlé chewalré;In the Knok wood he lewyt all bot thre.735Thom Halyday went with him to the toun;Eduuard Litill and Kerlé maid thaim boun,Till ane ostrye Thom Halyday led thaim rycht,And gaiff commaund thair dyner suld be dycht.Till her a mess in gud entent thai yeid;740Off Inglissmen thai trowit thar was no dreid.Ane Clyffurd come, was emys sone to the lord,And four with him, the trewth for to record.“Quha awcht thai horss?” in gret heithing he ast;He was full sle, and ek had mony cast.745The gud wyff said, till [haiff] applessyt him best;‘Four gentill men is cummyn owt off the west.’“Quha dewill thaim maid so galy for to ryd?“In faith, with me a wed thar most abide.“Thir lewit Scottis has leryt litill gud:750“Lo! all thair horss ar schent for faut off blud.”Fol. 29 bIn to gret scorn with outyn wordis mayr,The taillis all off thai four horss thai schayr.The gud wyff cryede, and petuously couth gret.So Wallace come, and couth the captayne mete.755A woman tald how thai his horss had schent,For propyr ire he grew in matelent.He folowid fast, and said; “Gud freynd, abid,“Seruice to tak for thi craft in this tyde.“Marschell thou art with out commaund off me;760“Reward agayne, me think, I suld pay the;“Sen I off laitt now come owt off the west“In this cuntré, a barbour off the best“To cutt and schaiff, and that a wondyr gude;“Now thow sall feyll how I oyss to lat blude.”765With his gud suerd the captayn has he tayn,Quhill horss agayne he marscheld neuir nayn.A nothir sone apon the hed strak he,Quhill chaftis and cheyff vpon the gait can fle.Be that his men the tothir twa had slayne;770Thar horss thai tuk, and graithit thaim full bayne,Out off the toun; for dyner baid thai nayne.The wyff he payit, that maid so petuouss mayne.Than Inglissmen, fra that chyftayne wes dede,To Wallace socht fra mony syndry stede.775Off the castell come cruell men and keyne.Quhen Wallace has thair sodand semlé seyne,Towart sum strenth he bownyt him to ryd;For than him thocht it was no tyme to byd.Thar horss bled fast, that gert him dredyng haiff:780Off his gud men he wald haif had the laiff.To the Knok-woode with owtyn mor thai raid,Bot in till it no soiornyng he maid:That wood as than was nothir thik no lang.His men he gat; syn lychtyt for to gang785Towart a hicht, and led thar horss a quhill.The Inglissmen was than within a myill,On fresche horsis rydand full hastely;Sewyn scor and ma was in thair chewalry.The Scottis lap on, quhen thai thar power saw,790Frawart the south thaim thocht it best to draw.Than Wallace said; “It is no witt in wer,“With our power to byd thaim bargane her.“Yon are gud men, tharfor I rede that we“Estuirmar seik, quhill God send sum supplé.”795Halyday said; ‘We sall do your consaille;‘Bot sayr I dreid or thir hurt horss will fayll.’The Inglissmen, in burnyst armour cler,Be than to thaim approchyt wondyr ner.Fol. 30 aHorssyt archaris schot fast, and wald nocht spar;800Off Wallace men thai woundyt twa full sar.In ire he grew, quhen that he saw thaim bleid;Him self retornde, and on thaim sone he yeid.Sexteyn with him that worthi was in wer,Off the formast rycht freschly doun thai ber.805At that retorn fyfteyn in feild war slayne;The laiff fled fast to thair power agayne.Wallace folowid, with his gud chewalrye;Thom Halyday, in wer was full besye,A buschement saw that cruell was to ken,810Twa hundreth haill off weill gerit Inglissmen.“Wncle,” he said, “our power is to smaw;“Off this playne feild I consaill you to draw:“To few we ar agayne yon fellone staill.”Wallace relewit full sone at his consaill.815
Syne to Gilbank he past or it was nycht.Apon the morn, with hys four men, him dycht;To the Corhed with out restyng he raid,Quhar his nevo Thom Haliday him baid;725And Litill alss Eduuard, his cusyng der,Quhilk was full blyth quhen he wyst him so ner,Thankand gret God that send him saiff agayne;For mony demyt he was in Strathern slayne.Gud cher thai maid all out thai dayis thre.730Than Wallace said, that he desirde to seLowmaban toun and Ynglissmen that was thar;On the ferd day thai bownyt thaim to far.Sexteyne he was of gudlé chewalré;In the Knok wood he lewyt all bot thre.735Thom Halyday went with him to the toun;Eduuard Litill and Kerlé maid thaim boun,Till ane ostrye Thom Halyday led thaim rycht,And gaiff commaund thair dyner suld be dycht.Till her a mess in gud entent thai yeid;740Off Inglissmen thai trowit thar was no dreid.Ane Clyffurd come, was emys sone to the lord,And four with him, the trewth for to record.“Quha awcht thai horss?” in gret heithing he ast;He was full sle, and ek had mony cast.745The gud wyff said, till [haiff] applessyt him best;‘Four gentill men is cummyn owt off the west.’“Quha dewill thaim maid so galy for to ryd?“In faith, with me a wed thar most abide.“Thir lewit Scottis has leryt litill gud:750“Lo! all thair horss ar schent for faut off blud.”Fol. 29 bIn to gret scorn with outyn wordis mayr,The taillis all off thai four horss thai schayr.The gud wyff cryede, and petuously couth gret.So Wallace come, and couth the captayne mete.755A woman tald how thai his horss had schent,For propyr ire he grew in matelent.He folowid fast, and said; “Gud freynd, abid,“Seruice to tak for thi craft in this tyde.“Marschell thou art with out commaund off me;760“Reward agayne, me think, I suld pay the;“Sen I off laitt now come owt off the west“In this cuntré, a barbour off the best“To cutt and schaiff, and that a wondyr gude;“Now thow sall feyll how I oyss to lat blude.”765With his gud suerd the captayn has he tayn,Quhill horss agayne he marscheld neuir nayn.A nothir sone apon the hed strak he,Quhill chaftis and cheyff vpon the gait can fle.Be that his men the tothir twa had slayne;770Thar horss thai tuk, and graithit thaim full bayne,Out off the toun; for dyner baid thai nayne.The wyff he payit, that maid so petuouss mayne.Than Inglissmen, fra that chyftayne wes dede,To Wallace socht fra mony syndry stede.775Off the castell come cruell men and keyne.Quhen Wallace has thair sodand semlé seyne,Towart sum strenth he bownyt him to ryd;For than him thocht it was no tyme to byd.Thar horss bled fast, that gert him dredyng haiff:780Off his gud men he wald haif had the laiff.To the Knok-woode with owtyn mor thai raid,Bot in till it no soiornyng he maid:That wood as than was nothir thik no lang.His men he gat; syn lychtyt for to gang785Towart a hicht, and led thar horss a quhill.The Inglissmen was than within a myill,On fresche horsis rydand full hastely;Sewyn scor and ma was in thair chewalry.The Scottis lap on, quhen thai thar power saw,790Frawart the south thaim thocht it best to draw.Than Wallace said; “It is no witt in wer,“With our power to byd thaim bargane her.“Yon are gud men, tharfor I rede that we“Estuirmar seik, quhill God send sum supplé.”795Halyday said; ‘We sall do your consaille;‘Bot sayr I dreid or thir hurt horss will fayll.’The Inglissmen, in burnyst armour cler,Be than to thaim approchyt wondyr ner.Fol. 30 aHorssyt archaris schot fast, and wald nocht spar;800Off Wallace men thai woundyt twa full sar.In ire he grew, quhen that he saw thaim bleid;Him self retornde, and on thaim sone he yeid.Sexteyn with him that worthi was in wer,Off the formast rycht freschly doun thai ber.805At that retorn fyfteyn in feild war slayne;The laiff fled fast to thair power agayne.Wallace folowid, with his gud chewalrye;Thom Halyday, in wer was full besye,A buschement saw that cruell was to ken,810Twa hundreth haill off weill gerit Inglissmen.“Wncle,” he said, “our power is to smaw;“Off this playne feild I consaill you to draw:“To few we ar agayne yon fellone staill.”Wallace relewit full sone at his consaill.815
Syne to Gilbank he past or it was nycht.Apon the morn, with hys four men, him dycht;To the Corhed with out restyng he raid,Quhar his nevo Thom Haliday him baid;725And Litill alss Eduuard, his cusyng der,Quhilk was full blyth quhen he wyst him so ner,Thankand gret God that send him saiff agayne;For mony demyt he was in Strathern slayne.Gud cher thai maid all out thai dayis thre.730Than Wallace said, that he desirde to seLowmaban toun and Ynglissmen that was thar;On the ferd day thai bownyt thaim to far.Sexteyne he was of gudlé chewalré;In the Knok wood he lewyt all bot thre.735Thom Halyday went with him to the toun;Eduuard Litill and Kerlé maid thaim boun,Till ane ostrye Thom Halyday led thaim rycht,And gaiff commaund thair dyner suld be dycht.Till her a mess in gud entent thai yeid;740Off Inglissmen thai trowit thar was no dreid.Ane Clyffurd come, was emys sone to the lord,And four with him, the trewth for to record.“Quha awcht thai horss?” in gret heithing he ast;He was full sle, and ek had mony cast.745The gud wyff said, till [haiff] applessyt him best;‘Four gentill men is cummyn owt off the west.’“Quha dewill thaim maid so galy for to ryd?“In faith, with me a wed thar most abide.“Thir lewit Scottis has leryt litill gud:750“Lo! all thair horss ar schent for faut off blud.”Fol. 29 bIn to gret scorn with outyn wordis mayr,The taillis all off thai four horss thai schayr.The gud wyff cryede, and petuously couth gret.So Wallace come, and couth the captayne mete.755A woman tald how thai his horss had schent,For propyr ire he grew in matelent.He folowid fast, and said; “Gud freynd, abid,“Seruice to tak for thi craft in this tyde.“Marschell thou art with out commaund off me;760“Reward agayne, me think, I suld pay the;“Sen I off laitt now come owt off the west“In this cuntré, a barbour off the best“To cutt and schaiff, and that a wondyr gude;“Now thow sall feyll how I oyss to lat blude.”765With his gud suerd the captayn has he tayn,Quhill horss agayne he marscheld neuir nayn.A nothir sone apon the hed strak he,Quhill chaftis and cheyff vpon the gait can fle.Be that his men the tothir twa had slayne;770Thar horss thai tuk, and graithit thaim full bayne,Out off the toun; for dyner baid thai nayne.The wyff he payit, that maid so petuouss mayne.Than Inglissmen, fra that chyftayne wes dede,To Wallace socht fra mony syndry stede.775Off the castell come cruell men and keyne.Quhen Wallace has thair sodand semlé seyne,Towart sum strenth he bownyt him to ryd;For than him thocht it was no tyme to byd.Thar horss bled fast, that gert him dredyng haiff:780Off his gud men he wald haif had the laiff.To the Knok-woode with owtyn mor thai raid,Bot in till it no soiornyng he maid:That wood as than was nothir thik no lang.His men he gat; syn lychtyt for to gang785Towart a hicht, and led thar horss a quhill.The Inglissmen was than within a myill,On fresche horsis rydand full hastely;Sewyn scor and ma was in thair chewalry.The Scottis lap on, quhen thai thar power saw,790Frawart the south thaim thocht it best to draw.Than Wallace said; “It is no witt in wer,“With our power to byd thaim bargane her.“Yon are gud men, tharfor I rede that we“Estuirmar seik, quhill God send sum supplé.”795Halyday said; ‘We sall do your consaille;‘Bot sayr I dreid or thir hurt horss will fayll.’The Inglissmen, in burnyst armour cler,Be than to thaim approchyt wondyr ner.Fol. 30 aHorssyt archaris schot fast, and wald nocht spar;800Off Wallace men thai woundyt twa full sar.In ire he grew, quhen that he saw thaim bleid;Him self retornde, and on thaim sone he yeid.Sexteyn with him that worthi was in wer,Off the formast rycht freschly doun thai ber.805At that retorn fyfteyn in feild war slayne;The laiff fled fast to thair power agayne.Wallace folowid, with his gud chewalrye;Thom Halyday, in wer was full besye,A buschement saw that cruell was to ken,810Twa hundreth haill off weill gerit Inglissmen.“Wncle,” he said, “our power is to smaw;“Off this playne feild I consaill you to draw:“To few we ar agayne yon fellone staill.”Wallace relewit full sone at his consaill.815
Syne to Gilbank he past or it was nycht.
Apon the morn, with hys four men, him dycht;
To the Corhed with out restyng he raid,
Quhar his nevo Thom Haliday him baid;725
And Litill alss Eduuard, his cusyng der,
Quhilk was full blyth quhen he wyst him so ner,
Thankand gret God that send him saiff agayne;
For mony demyt he was in Strathern slayne.
Gud cher thai maid all out thai dayis thre.730
Than Wallace said, that he desirde to se
Lowmaban toun and Ynglissmen that was thar;
On the ferd day thai bownyt thaim to far.
Sexteyne he was of gudlé chewalré;
In the Knok wood he lewyt all bot thre.735
Thom Halyday went with him to the toun;
Eduuard Litill and Kerlé maid thaim boun,
Till ane ostrye Thom Halyday led thaim rycht,
And gaiff commaund thair dyner suld be dycht.
Till her a mess in gud entent thai yeid;740
Off Inglissmen thai trowit thar was no dreid.
Ane Clyffurd come, was emys sone to the lord,
And four with him, the trewth for to record.
“Quha awcht thai horss?” in gret heithing he ast;
He was full sle, and ek had mony cast.745
The gud wyff said, till [haiff] applessyt him best;
‘Four gentill men is cummyn owt off the west.’
“Quha dewill thaim maid so galy for to ryd?
“In faith, with me a wed thar most abide.
“Thir lewit Scottis has leryt litill gud:750
“Lo! all thair horss ar schent for faut off blud.”Fol. 29 b
Fol. 29 b
In to gret scorn with outyn wordis mayr,
The taillis all off thai four horss thai schayr.
The gud wyff cryede, and petuously couth gret.
So Wallace come, and couth the captayne mete.755
A woman tald how thai his horss had schent,
For propyr ire he grew in matelent.
He folowid fast, and said; “Gud freynd, abid,
“Seruice to tak for thi craft in this tyde.
“Marschell thou art with out commaund off me;760
“Reward agayne, me think, I suld pay the;
“Sen I off laitt now come owt off the west
“In this cuntré, a barbour off the best
“To cutt and schaiff, and that a wondyr gude;
“Now thow sall feyll how I oyss to lat blude.”765
With his gud suerd the captayn has he tayn,
Quhill horss agayne he marscheld neuir nayn.
A nothir sone apon the hed strak he,
Quhill chaftis and cheyff vpon the gait can fle.
Be that his men the tothir twa had slayne;770
Thar horss thai tuk, and graithit thaim full bayne,
Out off the toun; for dyner baid thai nayne.
The wyff he payit, that maid so petuouss mayne.
Than Inglissmen, fra that chyftayne wes dede,
To Wallace socht fra mony syndry stede.775
Off the castell come cruell men and keyne.
Quhen Wallace has thair sodand semlé seyne,
Towart sum strenth he bownyt him to ryd;
For than him thocht it was no tyme to byd.
Thar horss bled fast, that gert him dredyng haiff:780
Off his gud men he wald haif had the laiff.
To the Knok-woode with owtyn mor thai raid,
Bot in till it no soiornyng he maid:
That wood as than was nothir thik no lang.
His men he gat; syn lychtyt for to gang785
Towart a hicht, and led thar horss a quhill.
The Inglissmen was than within a myill,
On fresche horsis rydand full hastely;
Sewyn scor and ma was in thair chewalry.
The Scottis lap on, quhen thai thar power saw,790
Frawart the south thaim thocht it best to draw.
Than Wallace said; “It is no witt in wer,
“With our power to byd thaim bargane her.
“Yon are gud men, tharfor I rede that we
“Estuirmar seik, quhill God send sum supplé.”795
Halyday said; ‘We sall do your consaille;
‘Bot sayr I dreid or thir hurt horss will fayll.’
The Inglissmen, in burnyst armour cler,
Be than to thaim approchyt wondyr ner.Fol. 30 a
Fol. 30 a
Horssyt archaris schot fast, and wald nocht spar;800
Off Wallace men thai woundyt twa full sar.
In ire he grew, quhen that he saw thaim bleid;
Him self retornde, and on thaim sone he yeid.
Sexteyn with him that worthi was in wer,
Off the formast rycht freschly doun thai ber.805
At that retorn fyfteyn in feild war slayne;
The laiff fled fast to thair power agayne.
Wallace folowid, with his gud chewalrye;
Thom Halyday, in wer was full besye,
A buschement saw that cruell was to ken,810
Twa hundreth haill off weill gerit Inglissmen.
“Wncle,” he said, “our power is to smaw;
“Off this playne feild I consaill you to draw:
“To few we ar agayne yon fellone staill.”
Wallace relewit full sone at his consaill.815
At the Corheid full fayne thai wald haif beyne;Bot Inglissmen weyll has thair purposs seyne.In playne battaill thai folowid hardely;In dangir thus thai held thaim awfully.Hew of Morland on Wallace folowid fast;820He had befor maid mony Scottis agast,Haldyn he was off wer the worthiast man,In north Ingland with thaim was leiffand than.In his armour weill forgyt off fyne steill,A nobill cursour bur him bath fast and weill.825Wallace retorned besyd a burly ayk,And on him set a fellone sekyr straik;Baith cannell bayne and schuldir blaid in twa,Throuch the myd cost, the gud suerd gert he ga.His speyr he wan, and als the coursour wicht,830Syne left his awn, for he had lost his mycht.For lak off blud he mycht no forthir gang.Wallace on horss, the Sotheron men amang,His men relewit, that douchty was in deid,Him to reskew out off that felloune dreid.835Cruell strakis forsuth thar mycht be seyneOn athir syde, quhill blud ran on the greyne.Rycht peralous the semlay was to se:Hardy and hat contenyt the fell mellé.Skew and reskew off Scottis and Ingliss alss;840Sum kerwyt bran in sondyr, sum the hals;Sum hurt, sum hynt, sum derffly dong to dede:The hardy Scottis so steryt in that sted,With Halyday on fute bauldly that baid,Amang Sotheron a full gret rowme thai maid.845Fol. 30 bWallas on horss, in hand a nobill sper,Out throuch thaim raid, as gud chyftayne in wer.Thre slew he thar, or that his sper was gayne:Than his gud suerd in hand sone has he tayne,Hewyt on hard with dyntis sad and sar;850Quhat ane he hyt grewyt the Scottis no mar.Fra Sotheron men be naturall resone knew,How with a straik a man euir he slew,Than merweld thai he was so mekill off mayne;For thar best man in that kynd he had slayne,855That his gret strenth agayne him helpyt nocht,Nor nane othir in contrar Wallace socht.Than said thai all; “Lest he in strenth wntayne,“This haill kynryk he wyll wyn him allayne.”Thai left the feild, syne to thair power fled,860And tald thair lord how ewill the formest sped,Quhilk Graystok hecht, was new cummyn in the land;Tharfor he trowit nane durst agayne him stand.Wondyr him thocht, quhen that he saw that sicht,Quhy his gud men for sa few tuk the flycht.865At that retorn twenty in feild was tynt,And Morland als; tharfor he wald nocht stynt,Bot folowed fast with thre hundreth but dreid;And swour he suld be wengit on that deid.The Scottis wan horss, becaus thair awne couth faill;870In flëyng syne chesd thaim the maist awaill.Owt off that feild thus wicht Wallas is gayn;Off his gud men he had nocht losyt ayne:Fyve woundyt wes, yeit blythly furth thai raid.Wallace a space behynd thaim ay he baid:875And Halyday prewyt weill in mony place;Sib sister sone he wes to gud Wallace.Warly thai raid, and held thar horss in aynd;For thai trowide weyll Sotheron wald afayndWith haill power at anys on thaim to sett:880Bot Wallace kest thair power for to let;To brek thar ray he besyit hym full fast.Than Inglissmen so gretly wes agast,That nane off thaim durst rusch out off the staill;All in aray held thaim to gidder haill.885The Sotheron saw, how that so bandounlyWallace abaid ner hand thar chewalry.Be Morlandis horss thai knew him wondyr weill;Past to thar lord, and tauld him euirilkdeill.“Lo Schyr,” thai said, “forsuth yon sammyn is he,890“That with his hand gerris so mony de!“Haiff his horss grace apon his feyt to bid,“He dredis nocht throw fyve thousand to ryd.Fol. 31 a“We rede ye cess, and folow him no mar,“For drede that we repent it syn full sar.”895He blamyt thaim, and said; ‘Men weyll may se,‘Cowartis ye ar, that sor so few wald fle.’For thar consaill yeit leiff thaim wald he nocht;In gret ire he apon thaim sadly socht,Wailland a place quhar he mycht bargane mak.900Wallace was wa apon him for to tak,And he so few, to bid thaim on a playne;At Quenysbery he wald haiff beyne full fayne.Apon him self he tuk full gret trawaillTo fend his men, gyff that mycht ocht awaill.905A suerd he drew, rycht manlik him to wer,Ay wayttand fast gyff he mycht get a sper;Now her, now thar, befor thaim to and fra.His horss gaiff our, and mycht no forthir ga.
At the Corheid full fayne thai wald haif beyne;Bot Inglissmen weyll has thair purposs seyne.In playne battaill thai folowid hardely;In dangir thus thai held thaim awfully.Hew of Morland on Wallace folowid fast;820He had befor maid mony Scottis agast,Haldyn he was off wer the worthiast man,In north Ingland with thaim was leiffand than.In his armour weill forgyt off fyne steill,A nobill cursour bur him bath fast and weill.825Wallace retorned besyd a burly ayk,And on him set a fellone sekyr straik;Baith cannell bayne and schuldir blaid in twa,Throuch the myd cost, the gud suerd gert he ga.His speyr he wan, and als the coursour wicht,830Syne left his awn, for he had lost his mycht.For lak off blud he mycht no forthir gang.Wallace on horss, the Sotheron men amang,His men relewit, that douchty was in deid,Him to reskew out off that felloune dreid.835Cruell strakis forsuth thar mycht be seyneOn athir syde, quhill blud ran on the greyne.Rycht peralous the semlay was to se:Hardy and hat contenyt the fell mellé.Skew and reskew off Scottis and Ingliss alss;840Sum kerwyt bran in sondyr, sum the hals;Sum hurt, sum hynt, sum derffly dong to dede:The hardy Scottis so steryt in that sted,With Halyday on fute bauldly that baid,Amang Sotheron a full gret rowme thai maid.845Fol. 30 bWallas on horss, in hand a nobill sper,Out throuch thaim raid, as gud chyftayne in wer.Thre slew he thar, or that his sper was gayne:Than his gud suerd in hand sone has he tayne,Hewyt on hard with dyntis sad and sar;850Quhat ane he hyt grewyt the Scottis no mar.Fra Sotheron men be naturall resone knew,How with a straik a man euir he slew,Than merweld thai he was so mekill off mayne;For thar best man in that kynd he had slayne,855That his gret strenth agayne him helpyt nocht,Nor nane othir in contrar Wallace socht.Than said thai all; “Lest he in strenth wntayne,“This haill kynryk he wyll wyn him allayne.”Thai left the feild, syne to thair power fled,860And tald thair lord how ewill the formest sped,Quhilk Graystok hecht, was new cummyn in the land;Tharfor he trowit nane durst agayne him stand.Wondyr him thocht, quhen that he saw that sicht,Quhy his gud men for sa few tuk the flycht.865At that retorn twenty in feild was tynt,And Morland als; tharfor he wald nocht stynt,Bot folowed fast with thre hundreth but dreid;And swour he suld be wengit on that deid.The Scottis wan horss, becaus thair awne couth faill;870In flëyng syne chesd thaim the maist awaill.Owt off that feild thus wicht Wallas is gayn;Off his gud men he had nocht losyt ayne:Fyve woundyt wes, yeit blythly furth thai raid.Wallace a space behynd thaim ay he baid:875And Halyday prewyt weill in mony place;Sib sister sone he wes to gud Wallace.Warly thai raid, and held thar horss in aynd;For thai trowide weyll Sotheron wald afayndWith haill power at anys on thaim to sett:880Bot Wallace kest thair power for to let;To brek thar ray he besyit hym full fast.Than Inglissmen so gretly wes agast,That nane off thaim durst rusch out off the staill;All in aray held thaim to gidder haill.885The Sotheron saw, how that so bandounlyWallace abaid ner hand thar chewalry.Be Morlandis horss thai knew him wondyr weill;Past to thar lord, and tauld him euirilkdeill.“Lo Schyr,” thai said, “forsuth yon sammyn is he,890“That with his hand gerris so mony de!“Haiff his horss grace apon his feyt to bid,“He dredis nocht throw fyve thousand to ryd.Fol. 31 a“We rede ye cess, and folow him no mar,“For drede that we repent it syn full sar.”895He blamyt thaim, and said; ‘Men weyll may se,‘Cowartis ye ar, that sor so few wald fle.’For thar consaill yeit leiff thaim wald he nocht;In gret ire he apon thaim sadly socht,Wailland a place quhar he mycht bargane mak.900Wallace was wa apon him for to tak,And he so few, to bid thaim on a playne;At Quenysbery he wald haiff beyne full fayne.Apon him self he tuk full gret trawaillTo fend his men, gyff that mycht ocht awaill.905A suerd he drew, rycht manlik him to wer,Ay wayttand fast gyff he mycht get a sper;Now her, now thar, befor thaim to and fra.His horss gaiff our, and mycht no forthir ga.
At the Corheid full fayne thai wald haif beyne;Bot Inglissmen weyll has thair purposs seyne.In playne battaill thai folowid hardely;In dangir thus thai held thaim awfully.Hew of Morland on Wallace folowid fast;820He had befor maid mony Scottis agast,Haldyn he was off wer the worthiast man,In north Ingland with thaim was leiffand than.In his armour weill forgyt off fyne steill,A nobill cursour bur him bath fast and weill.825Wallace retorned besyd a burly ayk,And on him set a fellone sekyr straik;Baith cannell bayne and schuldir blaid in twa,Throuch the myd cost, the gud suerd gert he ga.His speyr he wan, and als the coursour wicht,830Syne left his awn, for he had lost his mycht.For lak off blud he mycht no forthir gang.Wallace on horss, the Sotheron men amang,His men relewit, that douchty was in deid,Him to reskew out off that felloune dreid.835Cruell strakis forsuth thar mycht be seyneOn athir syde, quhill blud ran on the greyne.Rycht peralous the semlay was to se:Hardy and hat contenyt the fell mellé.Skew and reskew off Scottis and Ingliss alss;840Sum kerwyt bran in sondyr, sum the hals;Sum hurt, sum hynt, sum derffly dong to dede:The hardy Scottis so steryt in that sted,With Halyday on fute bauldly that baid,Amang Sotheron a full gret rowme thai maid.845Fol. 30 bWallas on horss, in hand a nobill sper,Out throuch thaim raid, as gud chyftayne in wer.Thre slew he thar, or that his sper was gayne:Than his gud suerd in hand sone has he tayne,Hewyt on hard with dyntis sad and sar;850Quhat ane he hyt grewyt the Scottis no mar.Fra Sotheron men be naturall resone knew,How with a straik a man euir he slew,Than merweld thai he was so mekill off mayne;For thar best man in that kynd he had slayne,855That his gret strenth agayne him helpyt nocht,Nor nane othir in contrar Wallace socht.Than said thai all; “Lest he in strenth wntayne,“This haill kynryk he wyll wyn him allayne.”Thai left the feild, syne to thair power fled,860And tald thair lord how ewill the formest sped,Quhilk Graystok hecht, was new cummyn in the land;Tharfor he trowit nane durst agayne him stand.Wondyr him thocht, quhen that he saw that sicht,Quhy his gud men for sa few tuk the flycht.865At that retorn twenty in feild was tynt,And Morland als; tharfor he wald nocht stynt,Bot folowed fast with thre hundreth but dreid;And swour he suld be wengit on that deid.The Scottis wan horss, becaus thair awne couth faill;870In flëyng syne chesd thaim the maist awaill.Owt off that feild thus wicht Wallas is gayn;Off his gud men he had nocht losyt ayne:Fyve woundyt wes, yeit blythly furth thai raid.Wallace a space behynd thaim ay he baid:875And Halyday prewyt weill in mony place;Sib sister sone he wes to gud Wallace.Warly thai raid, and held thar horss in aynd;For thai trowide weyll Sotheron wald afayndWith haill power at anys on thaim to sett:880Bot Wallace kest thair power for to let;To brek thar ray he besyit hym full fast.Than Inglissmen so gretly wes agast,That nane off thaim durst rusch out off the staill;All in aray held thaim to gidder haill.885The Sotheron saw, how that so bandounlyWallace abaid ner hand thar chewalry.Be Morlandis horss thai knew him wondyr weill;Past to thar lord, and tauld him euirilkdeill.“Lo Schyr,” thai said, “forsuth yon sammyn is he,890“That with his hand gerris so mony de!“Haiff his horss grace apon his feyt to bid,“He dredis nocht throw fyve thousand to ryd.Fol. 31 a“We rede ye cess, and folow him no mar,“For drede that we repent it syn full sar.”895He blamyt thaim, and said; ‘Men weyll may se,‘Cowartis ye ar, that sor so few wald fle.’For thar consaill yeit leiff thaim wald he nocht;In gret ire he apon thaim sadly socht,Wailland a place quhar he mycht bargane mak.900Wallace was wa apon him for to tak,And he so few, to bid thaim on a playne;At Quenysbery he wald haiff beyne full fayne.Apon him self he tuk full gret trawaillTo fend his men, gyff that mycht ocht awaill.905A suerd he drew, rycht manlik him to wer,Ay wayttand fast gyff he mycht get a sper;Now her, now thar, befor thaim to and fra.His horss gaiff our, and mycht no forthir ga.
At the Corheid full fayne thai wald haif beyne;
Bot Inglissmen weyll has thair purposs seyne.
In playne battaill thai folowid hardely;
In dangir thus thai held thaim awfully.
Hew of Morland on Wallace folowid fast;820
He had befor maid mony Scottis agast,
Haldyn he was off wer the worthiast man,
In north Ingland with thaim was leiffand than.
In his armour weill forgyt off fyne steill,
A nobill cursour bur him bath fast and weill.825
Wallace retorned besyd a burly ayk,
And on him set a fellone sekyr straik;
Baith cannell bayne and schuldir blaid in twa,
Throuch the myd cost, the gud suerd gert he ga.
His speyr he wan, and als the coursour wicht,830
Syne left his awn, for he had lost his mycht.
For lak off blud he mycht no forthir gang.
Wallace on horss, the Sotheron men amang,
His men relewit, that douchty was in deid,
Him to reskew out off that felloune dreid.835
Cruell strakis forsuth thar mycht be seyne
On athir syde, quhill blud ran on the greyne.
Rycht peralous the semlay was to se:
Hardy and hat contenyt the fell mellé.
Skew and reskew off Scottis and Ingliss alss;840
Sum kerwyt bran in sondyr, sum the hals;
Sum hurt, sum hynt, sum derffly dong to dede:
The hardy Scottis so steryt in that sted,
With Halyday on fute bauldly that baid,
Amang Sotheron a full gret rowme thai maid.845Fol. 30 b
Fol. 30 b
Wallas on horss, in hand a nobill sper,
Out throuch thaim raid, as gud chyftayne in wer.
Thre slew he thar, or that his sper was gayne:
Than his gud suerd in hand sone has he tayne,
Hewyt on hard with dyntis sad and sar;850
Quhat ane he hyt grewyt the Scottis no mar.
Fra Sotheron men be naturall resone knew,
How with a straik a man euir he slew,
Than merweld thai he was so mekill off mayne;
For thar best man in that kynd he had slayne,855
That his gret strenth agayne him helpyt nocht,
Nor nane othir in contrar Wallace socht.
Than said thai all; “Lest he in strenth wntayne,
“This haill kynryk he wyll wyn him allayne.”
Thai left the feild, syne to thair power fled,860
And tald thair lord how ewill the formest sped,
Quhilk Graystok hecht, was new cummyn in the land;
Tharfor he trowit nane durst agayne him stand.
Wondyr him thocht, quhen that he saw that sicht,
Quhy his gud men for sa few tuk the flycht.865
At that retorn twenty in feild was tynt,
And Morland als; tharfor he wald nocht stynt,
Bot folowed fast with thre hundreth but dreid;
And swour he suld be wengit on that deid.
The Scottis wan horss, becaus thair awne couth faill;870
In flëyng syne chesd thaim the maist awaill.
Owt off that feild thus wicht Wallas is gayn;
Off his gud men he had nocht losyt ayne:
Fyve woundyt wes, yeit blythly furth thai raid.
Wallace a space behynd thaim ay he baid:875
And Halyday prewyt weill in mony place;
Sib sister sone he wes to gud Wallace.
Warly thai raid, and held thar horss in aynd;
For thai trowide weyll Sotheron wald afaynd
With haill power at anys on thaim to sett:880
Bot Wallace kest thair power for to let;
To brek thar ray he besyit hym full fast.
Than Inglissmen so gretly wes agast,
That nane off thaim durst rusch out off the staill;
All in aray held thaim to gidder haill.885
The Sotheron saw, how that so bandounly
Wallace abaid ner hand thar chewalry.
Be Morlandis horss thai knew him wondyr weill;
Past to thar lord, and tauld him euirilkdeill.
“Lo Schyr,” thai said, “forsuth yon sammyn is he,890
“That with his hand gerris so mony de!
“Haiff his horss grace apon his feyt to bid,
“He dredis nocht throw fyve thousand to ryd.Fol. 31 a
Fol. 31 a
“We rede ye cess, and folow him no mar,
“For drede that we repent it syn full sar.”895
He blamyt thaim, and said; ‘Men weyll may se,
‘Cowartis ye ar, that sor so few wald fle.’
For thar consaill yeit leiff thaim wald he nocht;
In gret ire he apon thaim sadly socht,
Wailland a place quhar he mycht bargane mak.900
Wallace was wa apon him for to tak,
And he so few, to bid thaim on a playne;
At Quenysbery he wald haiff beyne full fayne.
Apon him self he tuk full gret trawaill
To fend his men, gyff that mycht ocht awaill.905
A suerd he drew, rycht manlik him to wer,
Ay wayttand fast gyff he mycht get a sper;
Now her, now thar, befor thaim to and fra.
His horss gaiff our, and mycht no forthir ga.
Rycht at the skyrt off Quenysbery befell,910Bot wpon grace, as my autor will tell;Schir Jhone the Grayme, that worthi wes and wicht,To the Corhed come on the tothir nycht;Thretty with him off nobill men at wage.The fyrst dochtyr he had in mariage915Off Halyday was nevo to Wallace.Tithandis to sper Schyr Jhone past off that place,With men to spek, quhar thai a tryst had set,Rycht ner the steid quhar Scottis and Yngliss mete.Ane Kyrk Patryk, that cruell was and keyne,920In Esdaill wood that half yer he had beyne.With Ingliss men he couth nocht weyll accord;Off Torthorowald he barron wes and lord.Off kyn he was, and Wallace modyr ner,Off Craufurd syd that mydward had to ster.925Twenty he had off worthi men and wicht.Be than Wallace approchit to thair sycht.Schir Jhon the Grayme, quhen he the cownter saw,On thaim he raid, and stud bot litill aw;His gudfadyr he knew rycht wondyr weyll,930Kest doun his sper, and sonyeit nocht a deyll.Kyrk patryk alss, with worthi men in wer,Fyfty in fronte at anyss doun thai ber.Throuch the thikkest off thre hundreth thai raid,On Sotheron men full gret slauchter thai maid,935Thaim to reskew that was in fellone thrang.Wallace on fute the gret power amang,Gud rowme he gat, throuch help off Goddis grace.The Sotheron fled, and left thaim in that place.Horsis thai ran to stuff the chass gud spede,940Fol. 31 bWallace and his that douchty wes in dede.Graystok tuk flycht on stern horss and stout;A hundreth held to gydder in a rout.Wallace on thaim full sadly couth persew;The flëyng weyll off Ingliss men he knew,945At ay the best wald pass with thair chyftayne.Befor him he fand gud Schyr Jhone the Grayme,Ay strykand doun quham euir he mycht ourhy.Than Wallace said; “This is bot waist foly,“Comons to slay, quhar chyftayns gayis away;950“Your horss is fresche, tharfor do as I say.“Gud men yhe haiff ar yeit in nobill stait:“To yon gret rout, for Goddis luff, had your gait;“Sowndyr thaim sone, we sall cum at your hand.”Quhen Schyr Jhon had his tayll weyll wndirstand,955Off nane othir fra thine furth tuk he heid;To the formast he folowid weill gud speid.Kyrk Patryk als consideryt thar consaill,Than chargyt thair men, “All folow on the stayll.”At his command full sone with hym thay met;960Sad straikys and sayr apon thaym sadly set.Schyr Jhone the Grayme to Graystok fast he socht;Hys pryss pissan than helpyt him rycht nocht.Vpon the crage a graith straik gat him rycht;The burly blaide was braid and burnyst brycht,965In sonder kerwyt the mailyeis off fyne steyll,Throwch bayne and brawne it prochyt euirilkdeill;Dede with that dent to the erd doun him draiff.Be that Wallace was semland with the laiff.Derfly to dede feyle frekys thar he dycht;970Rayss neuir agayne quhat ane at he hyt rycht.Kyrkpatryk than, Thom Halyday, and thair men,Thar douchty deid was nobill for to ken.At the Knokheid the bauld Graystok was slayne,And mony man quhilk wes off mekill mayne.975To saiff thair lyff part in the wood is past;The Scottis men than relewit to gidder fast.Quhen that Wallace with Schyr Jhone Grayme wes met,Rycht gudlye he with humylness him gret;Pardown he ast off the repreiff befor,980In to the chass; and said, he suld no morFormacioune mak off him that was so gud.Quhen that Schyr Jhon Wallace weyll wndirstud,“Do away,” he said, “tharoff as now no mar;“Yhe dyd full rycht; it was for our weylfar.985“Wysar in weyr ye ar all out than I;“Fadyr in armess ye ar to me forthi.”Fol. 32 aKyrk patryk syne, that wes his cusyng der,He thankit hym rycht on a gud maner.Nocht ane was lost off all thair chewalry;990Schir Jhone the Grayme to thaim come happely.
Rycht at the skyrt off Quenysbery befell,910Bot wpon grace, as my autor will tell;Schir Jhone the Grayme, that worthi wes and wicht,To the Corhed come on the tothir nycht;Thretty with him off nobill men at wage.The fyrst dochtyr he had in mariage915Off Halyday was nevo to Wallace.Tithandis to sper Schyr Jhone past off that place,With men to spek, quhar thai a tryst had set,Rycht ner the steid quhar Scottis and Yngliss mete.Ane Kyrk Patryk, that cruell was and keyne,920In Esdaill wood that half yer he had beyne.With Ingliss men he couth nocht weyll accord;Off Torthorowald he barron wes and lord.Off kyn he was, and Wallace modyr ner,Off Craufurd syd that mydward had to ster.925Twenty he had off worthi men and wicht.Be than Wallace approchit to thair sycht.Schir Jhon the Grayme, quhen he the cownter saw,On thaim he raid, and stud bot litill aw;His gudfadyr he knew rycht wondyr weyll,930Kest doun his sper, and sonyeit nocht a deyll.Kyrk patryk alss, with worthi men in wer,Fyfty in fronte at anyss doun thai ber.Throuch the thikkest off thre hundreth thai raid,On Sotheron men full gret slauchter thai maid,935Thaim to reskew that was in fellone thrang.Wallace on fute the gret power amang,Gud rowme he gat, throuch help off Goddis grace.The Sotheron fled, and left thaim in that place.Horsis thai ran to stuff the chass gud spede,940Fol. 31 bWallace and his that douchty wes in dede.Graystok tuk flycht on stern horss and stout;A hundreth held to gydder in a rout.Wallace on thaim full sadly couth persew;The flëyng weyll off Ingliss men he knew,945At ay the best wald pass with thair chyftayne.Befor him he fand gud Schyr Jhone the Grayme,Ay strykand doun quham euir he mycht ourhy.Than Wallace said; “This is bot waist foly,“Comons to slay, quhar chyftayns gayis away;950“Your horss is fresche, tharfor do as I say.“Gud men yhe haiff ar yeit in nobill stait:“To yon gret rout, for Goddis luff, had your gait;“Sowndyr thaim sone, we sall cum at your hand.”Quhen Schyr Jhon had his tayll weyll wndirstand,955Off nane othir fra thine furth tuk he heid;To the formast he folowid weill gud speid.Kyrk Patryk als consideryt thar consaill,Than chargyt thair men, “All folow on the stayll.”At his command full sone with hym thay met;960Sad straikys and sayr apon thaym sadly set.Schyr Jhone the Grayme to Graystok fast he socht;Hys pryss pissan than helpyt him rycht nocht.Vpon the crage a graith straik gat him rycht;The burly blaide was braid and burnyst brycht,965In sonder kerwyt the mailyeis off fyne steyll,Throwch bayne and brawne it prochyt euirilkdeill;Dede with that dent to the erd doun him draiff.Be that Wallace was semland with the laiff.Derfly to dede feyle frekys thar he dycht;970Rayss neuir agayne quhat ane at he hyt rycht.Kyrkpatryk than, Thom Halyday, and thair men,Thar douchty deid was nobill for to ken.At the Knokheid the bauld Graystok was slayne,And mony man quhilk wes off mekill mayne.975To saiff thair lyff part in the wood is past;The Scottis men than relewit to gidder fast.Quhen that Wallace with Schyr Jhone Grayme wes met,Rycht gudlye he with humylness him gret;Pardown he ast off the repreiff befor,980In to the chass; and said, he suld no morFormacioune mak off him that was so gud.Quhen that Schyr Jhon Wallace weyll wndirstud,“Do away,” he said, “tharoff as now no mar;“Yhe dyd full rycht; it was for our weylfar.985“Wysar in weyr ye ar all out than I;“Fadyr in armess ye ar to me forthi.”Fol. 32 aKyrk patryk syne, that wes his cusyng der,He thankit hym rycht on a gud maner.Nocht ane was lost off all thair chewalry;990Schir Jhone the Grayme to thaim come happely.
Rycht at the skyrt off Quenysbery befell,910Bot wpon grace, as my autor will tell;Schir Jhone the Grayme, that worthi wes and wicht,To the Corhed come on the tothir nycht;Thretty with him off nobill men at wage.The fyrst dochtyr he had in mariage915Off Halyday was nevo to Wallace.Tithandis to sper Schyr Jhone past off that place,With men to spek, quhar thai a tryst had set,Rycht ner the steid quhar Scottis and Yngliss mete.Ane Kyrk Patryk, that cruell was and keyne,920In Esdaill wood that half yer he had beyne.With Ingliss men he couth nocht weyll accord;Off Torthorowald he barron wes and lord.Off kyn he was, and Wallace modyr ner,Off Craufurd syd that mydward had to ster.925Twenty he had off worthi men and wicht.Be than Wallace approchit to thair sycht.Schir Jhon the Grayme, quhen he the cownter saw,On thaim he raid, and stud bot litill aw;His gudfadyr he knew rycht wondyr weyll,930Kest doun his sper, and sonyeit nocht a deyll.Kyrk patryk alss, with worthi men in wer,Fyfty in fronte at anyss doun thai ber.Throuch the thikkest off thre hundreth thai raid,On Sotheron men full gret slauchter thai maid,935Thaim to reskew that was in fellone thrang.Wallace on fute the gret power amang,Gud rowme he gat, throuch help off Goddis grace.The Sotheron fled, and left thaim in that place.Horsis thai ran to stuff the chass gud spede,940Fol. 31 bWallace and his that douchty wes in dede.Graystok tuk flycht on stern horss and stout;A hundreth held to gydder in a rout.Wallace on thaim full sadly couth persew;The flëyng weyll off Ingliss men he knew,945At ay the best wald pass with thair chyftayne.Befor him he fand gud Schyr Jhone the Grayme,Ay strykand doun quham euir he mycht ourhy.Than Wallace said; “This is bot waist foly,“Comons to slay, quhar chyftayns gayis away;950“Your horss is fresche, tharfor do as I say.“Gud men yhe haiff ar yeit in nobill stait:“To yon gret rout, for Goddis luff, had your gait;“Sowndyr thaim sone, we sall cum at your hand.”Quhen Schyr Jhon had his tayll weyll wndirstand,955Off nane othir fra thine furth tuk he heid;To the formast he folowid weill gud speid.Kyrk Patryk als consideryt thar consaill,Than chargyt thair men, “All folow on the stayll.”At his command full sone with hym thay met;960Sad straikys and sayr apon thaym sadly set.Schyr Jhone the Grayme to Graystok fast he socht;Hys pryss pissan than helpyt him rycht nocht.Vpon the crage a graith straik gat him rycht;The burly blaide was braid and burnyst brycht,965In sonder kerwyt the mailyeis off fyne steyll,Throwch bayne and brawne it prochyt euirilkdeill;Dede with that dent to the erd doun him draiff.Be that Wallace was semland with the laiff.Derfly to dede feyle frekys thar he dycht;970Rayss neuir agayne quhat ane at he hyt rycht.Kyrkpatryk than, Thom Halyday, and thair men,Thar douchty deid was nobill for to ken.At the Knokheid the bauld Graystok was slayne,And mony man quhilk wes off mekill mayne.975To saiff thair lyff part in the wood is past;The Scottis men than relewit to gidder fast.Quhen that Wallace with Schyr Jhone Grayme wes met,Rycht gudlye he with humylness him gret;Pardown he ast off the repreiff befor,980In to the chass; and said, he suld no morFormacioune mak off him that was so gud.Quhen that Schyr Jhon Wallace weyll wndirstud,“Do away,” he said, “tharoff as now no mar;“Yhe dyd full rycht; it was for our weylfar.985“Wysar in weyr ye ar all out than I;“Fadyr in armess ye ar to me forthi.”Fol. 32 aKyrk patryk syne, that wes his cusyng der,He thankit hym rycht on a gud maner.Nocht ane was lost off all thair chewalry;990Schir Jhone the Grayme to thaim come happely.
Rycht at the skyrt off Quenysbery befell,910
Bot wpon grace, as my autor will tell;
Schir Jhone the Grayme, that worthi wes and wicht,
To the Corhed come on the tothir nycht;
Thretty with him off nobill men at wage.
The fyrst dochtyr he had in mariage915
Off Halyday was nevo to Wallace.
Tithandis to sper Schyr Jhone past off that place,
With men to spek, quhar thai a tryst had set,
Rycht ner the steid quhar Scottis and Yngliss mete.
Ane Kyrk Patryk, that cruell was and keyne,920
In Esdaill wood that half yer he had beyne.
With Ingliss men he couth nocht weyll accord;
Off Torthorowald he barron wes and lord.
Off kyn he was, and Wallace modyr ner,
Off Craufurd syd that mydward had to ster.925
Twenty he had off worthi men and wicht.
Be than Wallace approchit to thair sycht.
Schir Jhon the Grayme, quhen he the cownter saw,
On thaim he raid, and stud bot litill aw;
His gudfadyr he knew rycht wondyr weyll,930
Kest doun his sper, and sonyeit nocht a deyll.
Kyrk patryk alss, with worthi men in wer,
Fyfty in fronte at anyss doun thai ber.
Throuch the thikkest off thre hundreth thai raid,
On Sotheron men full gret slauchter thai maid,935
Thaim to reskew that was in fellone thrang.
Wallace on fute the gret power amang,
Gud rowme he gat, throuch help off Goddis grace.
The Sotheron fled, and left thaim in that place.
Horsis thai ran to stuff the chass gud spede,940Fol. 31 b
Fol. 31 b
Wallace and his that douchty wes in dede.
Graystok tuk flycht on stern horss and stout;
A hundreth held to gydder in a rout.
Wallace on thaim full sadly couth persew;
The flëyng weyll off Ingliss men he knew,945
At ay the best wald pass with thair chyftayne.
Befor him he fand gud Schyr Jhone the Grayme,
Ay strykand doun quham euir he mycht ourhy.
Than Wallace said; “This is bot waist foly,
“Comons to slay, quhar chyftayns gayis away;950
“Your horss is fresche, tharfor do as I say.
“Gud men yhe haiff ar yeit in nobill stait:
“To yon gret rout, for Goddis luff, had your gait;
“Sowndyr thaim sone, we sall cum at your hand.”
Quhen Schyr Jhon had his tayll weyll wndirstand,955
Off nane othir fra thine furth tuk he heid;
To the formast he folowid weill gud speid.
Kyrk Patryk als consideryt thar consaill,
Than chargyt thair men, “All folow on the stayll.”
At his command full sone with hym thay met;960
Sad straikys and sayr apon thaym sadly set.
Schyr Jhone the Grayme to Graystok fast he socht;
Hys pryss pissan than helpyt him rycht nocht.
Vpon the crage a graith straik gat him rycht;
The burly blaide was braid and burnyst brycht,965
In sonder kerwyt the mailyeis off fyne steyll,
Throwch bayne and brawne it prochyt euirilkdeill;
Dede with that dent to the erd doun him draiff.
Be that Wallace was semland with the laiff.
Derfly to dede feyle frekys thar he dycht;970
Rayss neuir agayne quhat ane at he hyt rycht.
Kyrkpatryk than, Thom Halyday, and thair men,
Thar douchty deid was nobill for to ken.
At the Knokheid the bauld Graystok was slayne,
And mony man quhilk wes off mekill mayne.975
To saiff thair lyff part in the wood is past;
The Scottis men than relewit to gidder fast.
Quhen that Wallace with Schyr Jhone Grayme wes met,
Rycht gudlye he with humylness him gret;
Pardown he ast off the repreiff befor,980
In to the chass; and said, he suld no mor
Formacioune mak off him that was so gud.
Quhen that Schyr Jhon Wallace weyll wndirstud,
“Do away,” he said, “tharoff as now no mar;
“Yhe dyd full rycht; it was for our weylfar.985
“Wysar in weyr ye ar all out than I;
“Fadyr in armess ye ar to me forthi.”Fol. 32 a
Fol. 32 a
Kyrk patryk syne, that wes his cusyng der,
He thankit hym rycht on a gud maner.
Nocht ane was lost off all thair chewalry;990
Schir Jhone the Grayme to thaim come happely.
The day was downe, and prochand wes the nycht;At Wallace thai askit his consaill rycht.He ansuerd thus; “I spek bot with your leiff;“Rycht laith I war ony gud man to greyff.995“Bot thus I say, in termes schort for me,“I wald sailye, giff ye think it may be,“Lowmaban houss, quhilk now is left allayne;“For weyll I wait power in it is lewyt nayne.“Carlauerok als yeit Maxwell has in hand;1000“And we had this, thai mycht be bath a wand“Agayne Sotheroun, that now has our cuntré.“Say quhat ye will, this is the best, think me.”Schir Jhone the Grayme gaiff fyrst his gud consent;Syne all the layff, rycht with a haill entent.1005To Lowmaban rycht haistely thai ryd.Quhen thai cum ner, nocht half a myill besid,The nycht was myrk; to consaill ar thai gayne:Off mwne nor stern gret perans was thar nayne.Than Wallace said; “Methink, the land at rest;1010“Thom Haliday, thow knawis this cuntré best:“I her no noyis of feyll folk her about;“Tharfor I trow we ar the less in dout.”Haliday said; ‘I will tak ane with me,‘And ryde befor, the maner for to se.’1015Watsone he callit; ‘With me thow mak the boun;‘With thaim thow was a nychtbour off this toun.’“I grant I was with thaim agayne my will,“Myn entent is euir to do thaim ill.”Unto the yeitt thir twa pertly furth raid;1020The portar come with owt langar abaid.At Jhone Watsone sone tythandis he couth ass;Opyn, he bad, the captayne cummand was.The yett, but mayr, wnwysly he wp drew.Thom Haliday sone be the craig him threw;1025And with a knyff he stekit him to dede;In a dyrk holl kest him doun in that sted.Jhone Watsone syne has hynt the keyis in hand.The power than with Wallace wes cummand;Thai entryt in, befor thaim fand no ma,1030Excep wemen, and sympill serwandis twa.In the kyching scudleris lang tyme had beyne;Fol. 32 bSone thai war slayne. Quhen the ladie had thaim seyne,“Grace,” scho cryit, “for hym that deit on tre.”Than Wallace said; ‘Mademe, your noyis lat be.1035‘To wemen yeit we do bot litill ill;‘Na yong childir we lik for to spill.‘I wald haiff meit; Haliday, quhat sayis thow?‘For fastand folk to dyne gud tym war now.’Gret purwiance was ordand thaim befor,1040Bath breid and aylle, gud wyne and othir stor.To meyt thai bownyt, for thai had fastyt lang;Gud men off armes in to the closs gert gang.Part fleand folk on fute, that fra thaim glaidOn the Knok heid, quhar gret mellé was maid,1045Ay as thai come Jhon Watsone leit thaim in,And doun to dede with outyn noyis or din:Na man left thar that was off Ingland born.The castell weyll thai wesyt on the morn;For Jhonstoune send, a man off gud degre:1050Secund dochtir forsuth weddyt had heOff Halidays, nere neuo to Wallace;Gret captayne [than] thai maid him off that place.Thai leyffit him thar in till a gud aray,Syne wsched furth wpon the secund day.1055Wemen had leyff in Ingland for to fayr.Schyr Jhon the Grayme and gud Wallace couth cairTo the Corhed, and lugyt all that nycht.Wpon the morn the sone wes at the hycht,Eftir dyner thai wald na langer byde,1060Thar purposs tuk in Craufurd mur to ryd;Schir Jhon the Grayme, with Wallace that was wycht.Thom Haliday agayne retorned rychtTo the Corhall, and thar remanyt but dred.Na Sotheroun wyst prynsuall quha did this dede.1065Kyrk patrik past in Aisdaill woddis wyd;In saufté thar he thoucht he suld abid.
The day was downe, and prochand wes the nycht;At Wallace thai askit his consaill rycht.He ansuerd thus; “I spek bot with your leiff;“Rycht laith I war ony gud man to greyff.995“Bot thus I say, in termes schort for me,“I wald sailye, giff ye think it may be,“Lowmaban houss, quhilk now is left allayne;“For weyll I wait power in it is lewyt nayne.“Carlauerok als yeit Maxwell has in hand;1000“And we had this, thai mycht be bath a wand“Agayne Sotheroun, that now has our cuntré.“Say quhat ye will, this is the best, think me.”Schir Jhone the Grayme gaiff fyrst his gud consent;Syne all the layff, rycht with a haill entent.1005To Lowmaban rycht haistely thai ryd.Quhen thai cum ner, nocht half a myill besid,The nycht was myrk; to consaill ar thai gayne:Off mwne nor stern gret perans was thar nayne.Than Wallace said; “Methink, the land at rest;1010“Thom Haliday, thow knawis this cuntré best:“I her no noyis of feyll folk her about;“Tharfor I trow we ar the less in dout.”Haliday said; ‘I will tak ane with me,‘And ryde befor, the maner for to se.’1015Watsone he callit; ‘With me thow mak the boun;‘With thaim thow was a nychtbour off this toun.’“I grant I was with thaim agayne my will,“Myn entent is euir to do thaim ill.”Unto the yeitt thir twa pertly furth raid;1020The portar come with owt langar abaid.At Jhone Watsone sone tythandis he couth ass;Opyn, he bad, the captayne cummand was.The yett, but mayr, wnwysly he wp drew.Thom Haliday sone be the craig him threw;1025And with a knyff he stekit him to dede;In a dyrk holl kest him doun in that sted.Jhone Watsone syne has hynt the keyis in hand.The power than with Wallace wes cummand;Thai entryt in, befor thaim fand no ma,1030Excep wemen, and sympill serwandis twa.In the kyching scudleris lang tyme had beyne;Fol. 32 bSone thai war slayne. Quhen the ladie had thaim seyne,“Grace,” scho cryit, “for hym that deit on tre.”Than Wallace said; ‘Mademe, your noyis lat be.1035‘To wemen yeit we do bot litill ill;‘Na yong childir we lik for to spill.‘I wald haiff meit; Haliday, quhat sayis thow?‘For fastand folk to dyne gud tym war now.’Gret purwiance was ordand thaim befor,1040Bath breid and aylle, gud wyne and othir stor.To meyt thai bownyt, for thai had fastyt lang;Gud men off armes in to the closs gert gang.Part fleand folk on fute, that fra thaim glaidOn the Knok heid, quhar gret mellé was maid,1045Ay as thai come Jhon Watsone leit thaim in,And doun to dede with outyn noyis or din:Na man left thar that was off Ingland born.The castell weyll thai wesyt on the morn;For Jhonstoune send, a man off gud degre:1050Secund dochtir forsuth weddyt had heOff Halidays, nere neuo to Wallace;Gret captayne [than] thai maid him off that place.Thai leyffit him thar in till a gud aray,Syne wsched furth wpon the secund day.1055Wemen had leyff in Ingland for to fayr.Schyr Jhon the Grayme and gud Wallace couth cairTo the Corhed, and lugyt all that nycht.Wpon the morn the sone wes at the hycht,Eftir dyner thai wald na langer byde,1060Thar purposs tuk in Craufurd mur to ryd;Schir Jhon the Grayme, with Wallace that was wycht.Thom Haliday agayne retorned rychtTo the Corhall, and thar remanyt but dred.Na Sotheroun wyst prynsuall quha did this dede.1065Kyrk patrik past in Aisdaill woddis wyd;In saufté thar he thoucht he suld abid.
The day was downe, and prochand wes the nycht;At Wallace thai askit his consaill rycht.He ansuerd thus; “I spek bot with your leiff;“Rycht laith I war ony gud man to greyff.995“Bot thus I say, in termes schort for me,“I wald sailye, giff ye think it may be,“Lowmaban houss, quhilk now is left allayne;“For weyll I wait power in it is lewyt nayne.“Carlauerok als yeit Maxwell has in hand;1000“And we had this, thai mycht be bath a wand“Agayne Sotheroun, that now has our cuntré.“Say quhat ye will, this is the best, think me.”Schir Jhone the Grayme gaiff fyrst his gud consent;Syne all the layff, rycht with a haill entent.1005To Lowmaban rycht haistely thai ryd.Quhen thai cum ner, nocht half a myill besid,The nycht was myrk; to consaill ar thai gayne:Off mwne nor stern gret perans was thar nayne.Than Wallace said; “Methink, the land at rest;1010“Thom Haliday, thow knawis this cuntré best:“I her no noyis of feyll folk her about;“Tharfor I trow we ar the less in dout.”Haliday said; ‘I will tak ane with me,‘And ryde befor, the maner for to se.’1015Watsone he callit; ‘With me thow mak the boun;‘With thaim thow was a nychtbour off this toun.’“I grant I was with thaim agayne my will,“Myn entent is euir to do thaim ill.”Unto the yeitt thir twa pertly furth raid;1020The portar come with owt langar abaid.At Jhone Watsone sone tythandis he couth ass;Opyn, he bad, the captayne cummand was.The yett, but mayr, wnwysly he wp drew.Thom Haliday sone be the craig him threw;1025And with a knyff he stekit him to dede;In a dyrk holl kest him doun in that sted.Jhone Watsone syne has hynt the keyis in hand.The power than with Wallace wes cummand;Thai entryt in, befor thaim fand no ma,1030Excep wemen, and sympill serwandis twa.In the kyching scudleris lang tyme had beyne;Fol. 32 bSone thai war slayne. Quhen the ladie had thaim seyne,“Grace,” scho cryit, “for hym that deit on tre.”Than Wallace said; ‘Mademe, your noyis lat be.1035‘To wemen yeit we do bot litill ill;‘Na yong childir we lik for to spill.‘I wald haiff meit; Haliday, quhat sayis thow?‘For fastand folk to dyne gud tym war now.’Gret purwiance was ordand thaim befor,1040Bath breid and aylle, gud wyne and othir stor.To meyt thai bownyt, for thai had fastyt lang;Gud men off armes in to the closs gert gang.Part fleand folk on fute, that fra thaim glaidOn the Knok heid, quhar gret mellé was maid,1045Ay as thai come Jhon Watsone leit thaim in,And doun to dede with outyn noyis or din:Na man left thar that was off Ingland born.The castell weyll thai wesyt on the morn;For Jhonstoune send, a man off gud degre:1050Secund dochtir forsuth weddyt had heOff Halidays, nere neuo to Wallace;Gret captayne [than] thai maid him off that place.Thai leyffit him thar in till a gud aray,Syne wsched furth wpon the secund day.1055Wemen had leyff in Ingland for to fayr.Schyr Jhon the Grayme and gud Wallace couth cairTo the Corhed, and lugyt all that nycht.Wpon the morn the sone wes at the hycht,Eftir dyner thai wald na langer byde,1060Thar purposs tuk in Craufurd mur to ryd;Schir Jhon the Grayme, with Wallace that was wycht.Thom Haliday agayne retorned rychtTo the Corhall, and thar remanyt but dred.Na Sotheroun wyst prynsuall quha did this dede.1065Kyrk patrik past in Aisdaill woddis wyd;In saufté thar he thoucht he suld abid.
The day was downe, and prochand wes the nycht;
At Wallace thai askit his consaill rycht.
He ansuerd thus; “I spek bot with your leiff;
“Rycht laith I war ony gud man to greyff.995
“Bot thus I say, in termes schort for me,
“I wald sailye, giff ye think it may be,
“Lowmaban houss, quhilk now is left allayne;
“For weyll I wait power in it is lewyt nayne.
“Carlauerok als yeit Maxwell has in hand;1000
“And we had this, thai mycht be bath a wand
“Agayne Sotheroun, that now has our cuntré.
“Say quhat ye will, this is the best, think me.”
Schir Jhone the Grayme gaiff fyrst his gud consent;
Syne all the layff, rycht with a haill entent.1005
To Lowmaban rycht haistely thai ryd.
Quhen thai cum ner, nocht half a myill besid,
The nycht was myrk; to consaill ar thai gayne:
Off mwne nor stern gret perans was thar nayne.
Than Wallace said; “Methink, the land at rest;1010
“Thom Haliday, thow knawis this cuntré best:
“I her no noyis of feyll folk her about;
“Tharfor I trow we ar the less in dout.”
Haliday said; ‘I will tak ane with me,
‘And ryde befor, the maner for to se.’1015
Watsone he callit; ‘With me thow mak the boun;
‘With thaim thow was a nychtbour off this toun.’
“I grant I was with thaim agayne my will,
“Myn entent is euir to do thaim ill.”
Unto the yeitt thir twa pertly furth raid;1020
The portar come with owt langar abaid.
At Jhone Watsone sone tythandis he couth ass;
Opyn, he bad, the captayne cummand was.
The yett, but mayr, wnwysly he wp drew.
Thom Haliday sone be the craig him threw;1025
And with a knyff he stekit him to dede;
In a dyrk holl kest him doun in that sted.
Jhone Watsone syne has hynt the keyis in hand.
The power than with Wallace wes cummand;
Thai entryt in, befor thaim fand no ma,1030
Excep wemen, and sympill serwandis twa.
In the kyching scudleris lang tyme had beyne;Fol. 32 b
Fol. 32 b
Sone thai war slayne. Quhen the ladie had thaim seyne,
“Grace,” scho cryit, “for hym that deit on tre.”
Than Wallace said; ‘Mademe, your noyis lat be.1035
‘To wemen yeit we do bot litill ill;
‘Na yong childir we lik for to spill.
‘I wald haiff meit; Haliday, quhat sayis thow?
‘For fastand folk to dyne gud tym war now.’
Gret purwiance was ordand thaim befor,1040
Bath breid and aylle, gud wyne and othir stor.
To meyt thai bownyt, for thai had fastyt lang;
Gud men off armes in to the closs gert gang.
Part fleand folk on fute, that fra thaim glaid
On the Knok heid, quhar gret mellé was maid,1045
Ay as thai come Jhon Watsone leit thaim in,
And doun to dede with outyn noyis or din:
Na man left thar that was off Ingland born.
The castell weyll thai wesyt on the morn;
For Jhonstoune send, a man off gud degre:1050
Secund dochtir forsuth weddyt had he
Off Halidays, nere neuo to Wallace;
Gret captayne [than] thai maid him off that place.
Thai leyffit him thar in till a gud aray,
Syne wsched furth wpon the secund day.1055
Wemen had leyff in Ingland for to fayr.
Schyr Jhon the Grayme and gud Wallace couth cair
To the Corhed, and lugyt all that nycht.
Wpon the morn the sone wes at the hycht,
Eftir dyner thai wald na langer byde,1060
Thar purposs tuk in Craufurd mur to ryd;
Schir Jhon the Grayme, with Wallace that was wycht.
Thom Haliday agayne retorned rycht
To the Corhall, and thar remanyt but dred.
Na Sotheroun wyst prynsuall quha did this dede.1065
Kyrk patrik past in Aisdaill woddis wyd;
In saufté thar he thoucht he suld abid.
Schyr Jhone the Grayme, and gud Wallace in feir,With thaim fourtye off men in armes cleir,Throuch Craufurd mur as that thai tuk the way,1070On Ingliss [men] thar mynd ramaynit ay.Fra Crawfurd Jhon the wattir doune thai ryd;Ner hand the nycht thai lychtyt apon Clyd:Thar purposs tuk in till a quiet waill.Than Wallace said; “I wald we mycht assaill1075“Craufurd castell, with sum gud jeperté.“Schir Jhon the Grayme, how say yhe best may be?”This gud knycht said; ‘And the men war with out,‘To tak the hous thar is bot litill doubt.’Fol. 33 aA squier than rewllyt that lordschip haill,1080Off Cummyrland borne, his name was Martyndaill.Than Wallace said; “My selff will pass in feyr,“And ane with me, off herbré for to speyr.“Folow on dreich, giff that we mystir ocht.”Edward Litill with his mastir furth socht1085Till ane oystry, and with a woman met.Scho tald to thaim that Sothroune thar was set:‘And ye be Scottis, I consaill yow pass by;‘For, and thai may, yhe will get ewill herbry.‘At drynk thai ar, so haiff thai bene rycht lang;1090‘Gret worde thar is of Wallace thaim amang.‘Thai trew that he has found hys men agayne:‘At Lowchmaban feyll Inglis men ar slayne.‘That houss is tynt; that gerris thaim be full wa:‘I trow to God that thai sall swne tyne ma.’1095Wallace sperd, of Scotland giff scho be.Scho said him; ‘Ya, and thinkis yet to se‘Sorow on thaim, throw help off Goddis grace.’He askit hyr, quha was in to the place.‘Na man of fens is left that houss within,1100‘Twenty is her, makand gret noyis and dyn.‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘giff I mycht anys se,‘The worthy Scottis maist maister in it to be.’With this woman he wald no langar stand;A bekyn he maid, Schyr Jhon come at his hand.1105Wallace went in, and badBenedicite.The capteyne speryt; “Quhat bellamy may thow be,“That cummys so grym? sum tithandis till vs tell.“Thow art a Scot; the dewyll thi natioune quell.”Wallace braid out his suerd with outyn mar;1110In to the breyst the bryme captayne he bar,Throuch out the cost, and stekit him to ded.Ane othir he hyt awkwart vpon the hed.Quham euir he strak he byrstyt bayne and lyr;Feill off thaim dede fell thwortour in the fyr.1115Haisty payment he maid thaim on the flur;And Eduuard Litill kepyt weill the dur.Schir Jhon the Graym full fayne wald haiff beyne in;Eduuard him bad at the castell begyne;“For off thir folk we haiff bot litill dreid.”1120Schir Jhon the Grayme fast to the castell yeid.Wallace rudly sic routis to thaim gaiff,That twenty men derffly to dede thai draiff.Fyfteyne he straik, and fyfteyne has he slayne;Edward slew fyve quhilk was off mekill mayne.1125To the castell Wallace had gret desyr.Fol. 33 bBe that Schir Jhone had set the yett in fyr;Nane wes tharin at gret defens couth ma,Bot wemen fast sar wepand in to wa.With out the place ane ald bulwark was maid;1130Wallace yeid our with out langar abaid.The wemen sone he sauffyt fra the dede;Waik folk he put, and barnys, off that stede.Off purwiaunce thai fand litill or nane;Befor that tyme thar wictaill was all gayne.1135Yeit in that place thai lugyt still that nycht;Fra oystré broucht sic gudis as thai mycht.Wpon the morn the houss thai spoilye fast,All thing that doucht out off that place thai cast.Tre wark thai brynt, that was in to tha wanys;1140Wallis brak doun that stalwart war off stanys;Spylt at thai mycht, syne wald no langar bid:On till Dundaff that sammyn nycht thai ryde;And lugit thar with myrthis and plesance,Thankand gret God that lent thaim sic a chance.1145
Schyr Jhone the Grayme, and gud Wallace in feir,With thaim fourtye off men in armes cleir,Throuch Craufurd mur as that thai tuk the way,1070On Ingliss [men] thar mynd ramaynit ay.Fra Crawfurd Jhon the wattir doune thai ryd;Ner hand the nycht thai lychtyt apon Clyd:Thar purposs tuk in till a quiet waill.Than Wallace said; “I wald we mycht assaill1075“Craufurd castell, with sum gud jeperté.“Schir Jhon the Grayme, how say yhe best may be?”This gud knycht said; ‘And the men war with out,‘To tak the hous thar is bot litill doubt.’Fol. 33 aA squier than rewllyt that lordschip haill,1080Off Cummyrland borne, his name was Martyndaill.Than Wallace said; “My selff will pass in feyr,“And ane with me, off herbré for to speyr.“Folow on dreich, giff that we mystir ocht.”Edward Litill with his mastir furth socht1085Till ane oystry, and with a woman met.Scho tald to thaim that Sothroune thar was set:‘And ye be Scottis, I consaill yow pass by;‘For, and thai may, yhe will get ewill herbry.‘At drynk thai ar, so haiff thai bene rycht lang;1090‘Gret worde thar is of Wallace thaim amang.‘Thai trew that he has found hys men agayne:‘At Lowchmaban feyll Inglis men ar slayne.‘That houss is tynt; that gerris thaim be full wa:‘I trow to God that thai sall swne tyne ma.’1095Wallace sperd, of Scotland giff scho be.Scho said him; ‘Ya, and thinkis yet to se‘Sorow on thaim, throw help off Goddis grace.’He askit hyr, quha was in to the place.‘Na man of fens is left that houss within,1100‘Twenty is her, makand gret noyis and dyn.‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘giff I mycht anys se,‘The worthy Scottis maist maister in it to be.’With this woman he wald no langar stand;A bekyn he maid, Schyr Jhon come at his hand.1105Wallace went in, and badBenedicite.The capteyne speryt; “Quhat bellamy may thow be,“That cummys so grym? sum tithandis till vs tell.“Thow art a Scot; the dewyll thi natioune quell.”Wallace braid out his suerd with outyn mar;1110In to the breyst the bryme captayne he bar,Throuch out the cost, and stekit him to ded.Ane othir he hyt awkwart vpon the hed.Quham euir he strak he byrstyt bayne and lyr;Feill off thaim dede fell thwortour in the fyr.1115Haisty payment he maid thaim on the flur;And Eduuard Litill kepyt weill the dur.Schir Jhon the Graym full fayne wald haiff beyne in;Eduuard him bad at the castell begyne;“For off thir folk we haiff bot litill dreid.”1120Schir Jhon the Grayme fast to the castell yeid.Wallace rudly sic routis to thaim gaiff,That twenty men derffly to dede thai draiff.Fyfteyne he straik, and fyfteyne has he slayne;Edward slew fyve quhilk was off mekill mayne.1125To the castell Wallace had gret desyr.Fol. 33 bBe that Schir Jhone had set the yett in fyr;Nane wes tharin at gret defens couth ma,Bot wemen fast sar wepand in to wa.With out the place ane ald bulwark was maid;1130Wallace yeid our with out langar abaid.The wemen sone he sauffyt fra the dede;Waik folk he put, and barnys, off that stede.Off purwiaunce thai fand litill or nane;Befor that tyme thar wictaill was all gayne.1135Yeit in that place thai lugyt still that nycht;Fra oystré broucht sic gudis as thai mycht.Wpon the morn the houss thai spoilye fast,All thing that doucht out off that place thai cast.Tre wark thai brynt, that was in to tha wanys;1140Wallis brak doun that stalwart war off stanys;Spylt at thai mycht, syne wald no langar bid:On till Dundaff that sammyn nycht thai ryde;And lugit thar with myrthis and plesance,Thankand gret God that lent thaim sic a chance.1145
Schyr Jhone the Grayme, and gud Wallace in feir,With thaim fourtye off men in armes cleir,Throuch Craufurd mur as that thai tuk the way,1070On Ingliss [men] thar mynd ramaynit ay.Fra Crawfurd Jhon the wattir doune thai ryd;Ner hand the nycht thai lychtyt apon Clyd:Thar purposs tuk in till a quiet waill.Than Wallace said; “I wald we mycht assaill1075“Craufurd castell, with sum gud jeperté.“Schir Jhon the Grayme, how say yhe best may be?”This gud knycht said; ‘And the men war with out,‘To tak the hous thar is bot litill doubt.’Fol. 33 aA squier than rewllyt that lordschip haill,1080Off Cummyrland borne, his name was Martyndaill.Than Wallace said; “My selff will pass in feyr,“And ane with me, off herbré for to speyr.“Folow on dreich, giff that we mystir ocht.”Edward Litill with his mastir furth socht1085Till ane oystry, and with a woman met.Scho tald to thaim that Sothroune thar was set:‘And ye be Scottis, I consaill yow pass by;‘For, and thai may, yhe will get ewill herbry.‘At drynk thai ar, so haiff thai bene rycht lang;1090‘Gret worde thar is of Wallace thaim amang.‘Thai trew that he has found hys men agayne:‘At Lowchmaban feyll Inglis men ar slayne.‘That houss is tynt; that gerris thaim be full wa:‘I trow to God that thai sall swne tyne ma.’1095Wallace sperd, of Scotland giff scho be.Scho said him; ‘Ya, and thinkis yet to se‘Sorow on thaim, throw help off Goddis grace.’He askit hyr, quha was in to the place.‘Na man of fens is left that houss within,1100‘Twenty is her, makand gret noyis and dyn.‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘giff I mycht anys se,‘The worthy Scottis maist maister in it to be.’With this woman he wald no langar stand;A bekyn he maid, Schyr Jhon come at his hand.1105Wallace went in, and badBenedicite.The capteyne speryt; “Quhat bellamy may thow be,“That cummys so grym? sum tithandis till vs tell.“Thow art a Scot; the dewyll thi natioune quell.”Wallace braid out his suerd with outyn mar;1110In to the breyst the bryme captayne he bar,Throuch out the cost, and stekit him to ded.Ane othir he hyt awkwart vpon the hed.Quham euir he strak he byrstyt bayne and lyr;Feill off thaim dede fell thwortour in the fyr.1115Haisty payment he maid thaim on the flur;And Eduuard Litill kepyt weill the dur.Schir Jhon the Graym full fayne wald haiff beyne in;Eduuard him bad at the castell begyne;“For off thir folk we haiff bot litill dreid.”1120Schir Jhon the Grayme fast to the castell yeid.Wallace rudly sic routis to thaim gaiff,That twenty men derffly to dede thai draiff.Fyfteyne he straik, and fyfteyne has he slayne;Edward slew fyve quhilk was off mekill mayne.1125To the castell Wallace had gret desyr.Fol. 33 bBe that Schir Jhone had set the yett in fyr;Nane wes tharin at gret defens couth ma,Bot wemen fast sar wepand in to wa.With out the place ane ald bulwark was maid;1130Wallace yeid our with out langar abaid.The wemen sone he sauffyt fra the dede;Waik folk he put, and barnys, off that stede.Off purwiaunce thai fand litill or nane;Befor that tyme thar wictaill was all gayne.1135Yeit in that place thai lugyt still that nycht;Fra oystré broucht sic gudis as thai mycht.Wpon the morn the houss thai spoilye fast,All thing that doucht out off that place thai cast.Tre wark thai brynt, that was in to tha wanys;1140Wallis brak doun that stalwart war off stanys;Spylt at thai mycht, syne wald no langar bid:On till Dundaff that sammyn nycht thai ryde;And lugit thar with myrthis and plesance,Thankand gret God that lent thaim sic a chance.1145
Schyr Jhone the Grayme, and gud Wallace in feir,
With thaim fourtye off men in armes cleir,
Throuch Craufurd mur as that thai tuk the way,1070
On Ingliss [men] thar mynd ramaynit ay.
Fra Crawfurd Jhon the wattir doune thai ryd;
Ner hand the nycht thai lychtyt apon Clyd:
Thar purposs tuk in till a quiet waill.
Than Wallace said; “I wald we mycht assaill1075
“Craufurd castell, with sum gud jeperté.
“Schir Jhon the Grayme, how say yhe best may be?”
This gud knycht said; ‘And the men war with out,
‘To tak the hous thar is bot litill doubt.’Fol. 33 a
Fol. 33 a
A squier than rewllyt that lordschip haill,1080
Off Cummyrland borne, his name was Martyndaill.
Than Wallace said; “My selff will pass in feyr,
“And ane with me, off herbré for to speyr.
“Folow on dreich, giff that we mystir ocht.”
Edward Litill with his mastir furth socht1085
Till ane oystry, and with a woman met.
Scho tald to thaim that Sothroune thar was set:
‘And ye be Scottis, I consaill yow pass by;
‘For, and thai may, yhe will get ewill herbry.
‘At drynk thai ar, so haiff thai bene rycht lang;1090
‘Gret worde thar is of Wallace thaim amang.
‘Thai trew that he has found hys men agayne:
‘At Lowchmaban feyll Inglis men ar slayne.
‘That houss is tynt; that gerris thaim be full wa:
‘I trow to God that thai sall swne tyne ma.’1095
Wallace sperd, of Scotland giff scho be.
Scho said him; ‘Ya, and thinkis yet to se
‘Sorow on thaim, throw help off Goddis grace.’
He askit hyr, quha was in to the place.
‘Na man of fens is left that houss within,1100
‘Twenty is her, makand gret noyis and dyn.
‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘giff I mycht anys se,
‘The worthy Scottis maist maister in it to be.’
With this woman he wald no langar stand;
A bekyn he maid, Schyr Jhon come at his hand.1105
Wallace went in, and badBenedicite.
The capteyne speryt; “Quhat bellamy may thow be,
“That cummys so grym? sum tithandis till vs tell.
“Thow art a Scot; the dewyll thi natioune quell.”
Wallace braid out his suerd with outyn mar;1110
In to the breyst the bryme captayne he bar,
Throuch out the cost, and stekit him to ded.
Ane othir he hyt awkwart vpon the hed.
Quham euir he strak he byrstyt bayne and lyr;
Feill off thaim dede fell thwortour in the fyr.1115
Haisty payment he maid thaim on the flur;
And Eduuard Litill kepyt weill the dur.
Schir Jhon the Graym full fayne wald haiff beyne in;
Eduuard him bad at the castell begyne;
“For off thir folk we haiff bot litill dreid.”1120
Schir Jhon the Grayme fast to the castell yeid.
Wallace rudly sic routis to thaim gaiff,
That twenty men derffly to dede thai draiff.
Fyfteyne he straik, and fyfteyne has he slayne;
Edward slew fyve quhilk was off mekill mayne.1125
To the castell Wallace had gret desyr.Fol. 33 b
Fol. 33 b
Be that Schir Jhone had set the yett in fyr;
Nane wes tharin at gret defens couth ma,
Bot wemen fast sar wepand in to wa.
With out the place ane ald bulwark was maid;1130
Wallace yeid our with out langar abaid.
The wemen sone he sauffyt fra the dede;
Waik folk he put, and barnys, off that stede.
Off purwiaunce thai fand litill or nane;
Befor that tyme thar wictaill was all gayne.1135
Yeit in that place thai lugyt still that nycht;
Fra oystré broucht sic gudis as thai mycht.
Wpon the morn the houss thai spoilye fast,
All thing that doucht out off that place thai cast.
Tre wark thai brynt, that was in to tha wanys;1140
Wallis brak doun that stalwart war off stanys;
Spylt at thai mycht, syne wald no langar bid:
On till Dundaff that sammyn nycht thai ryde;
And lugit thar with myrthis and plesance,
Thankand gret God that lent thaim sic a chance.1145
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