The queyn fand weyll, langage no thing hyr bet;Scho trowit with gold that he mycht be our set.1390Thre thousand pound, off fynest gold so red,Scho gert be brocht to Wallace in that sted.“Madeym,” he said, “na sic tribut we craiff:“A nothir mendis we wald off Ingland haiff,“Or we raturn fra this regioun agayn,1395“Off your fals blud that has our elderis slayn.“For all the gold and ryches ye in ryng,“Ye get no pess, but desir off your king.”Quhen scho saw weill, gold mycht hyr nocht releiff,Sum part in sport scho thoucht him for to preiff.1400‘Wallace,’ scho said, ‘yhe war clepyt my luff:‘Mor baundounly I maid me for to pruff;‘Traistand tharfor your rancour for to slak;‘Me think ye suld do sum thing for my saik.’Rycht wysly he maid ansuer to the queyn;1405“Madem,” he said, “and verité war seyn,“That ye me luffyt, I awcht yow luff agayn.“Thir wordis all ar no thing bot in wayn.“Sic luff as that is nothing till awance,“To tak a lak, and syne get no plesance.1410“In spech off luff suttell ye Sotheroun ar;“Ye can ws mok, supposs ye se no mar.”‘In London,’ scho said, ‘for yow I sufferyt blaym;‘Our consall als will lauch quhen we cum haym;‘So may thai say, wemen ar ferss off thocht1415‘To sek frendschip, and syne can get rycht nocht!’“Madem,” he said, “we wait how ye ar send;“Yhe trow we haiff bot litill for to spend.“Fyrst with your gold, for ye ar rych and wyss,“Yhe wald ws blynd, sen Scottis ar so nyss:1420Fol. 72 b“Syn plesand wordis off yow and ladyis fayr,“As quha suld dryff the byrdis till a swar“With the small pype, for it most fresche will call.“Madeym, as yit ye ma nocht tempt ws all.“Gret part off gud is left amang our kyn;1425“In Ingland als we fynd enewch to wyn.”Abayssyt scho was to mak ansuer him till.‘Der schyr,’ scho said, ‘sen this is at your will;‘Wer or pess, quhat so yow likis best,‘Lat your hye witt and gud consaill degest.’1430“Madem,” he said, “now sall ye wndirstand“The resoune quhy that I will mak na band.“With yow, ladyis, I can na trewis bynd;“For your fals king her eftir sone wald fynd,“Quhen he saw tyme, to brek it at his will;1435“And playnly say, he grantyt nocht thartill.“Than had we nayn bot ladyis to repruff.“That sall he nocht, be God that is abuff.“Vpon wemen I will na wer begyn;“On you in faith no worschip is to wyn.1440“All the haill pass apon him selff he sall tak,“Off pees or wer quhat hapnyt we to mak.”The queyn grantyt his ansuer sufficient;So dyd the layff in place that was present.His deliuerance thai held off gret awaill,1445And stark enewch to schaw to thair consaill.Wa was the qweyn hyr trawaill helpyt nocht.The gold scho tuk, that thai had with hyr brocht;On to the ost rycht frely scho it gayff.Till euirylk man that likyt for till haiff.1450Till menstraillis, harroldis, scho delt haboundandlé,Besekand thaim hyr frend at thai wald be.Quhen Wallace saw the fredom off the queyn,Sadly he said; “The suth weyll has beyn seyn,“Wemen may tempt the wysest at is wrocht.1455“Your gret gentrice it sall neuir be for nocht.“We [yow] assure, our ost sall mwff na thing,“Quhyll tym ye may send message fra your king.“Gyff it be sa, at he accord and we,“Than for your saik it sall the bettir be.1460“Your harroldys alss sall saiffly cum and ga;“For your fredom we sall trowbill na ma.”Scho thankit him off his grant mony syss,And all the ladyis apon a gudly wyss.Glaidly thai drank, the queyn and gud Wallace;1465Thir ladyis als, and lordis in that place.Hyr leyff scho tuk with out langar abaid;Fol. 73 aFyve myile that nycht south till a nonry raid.Apon the morn till London passit thai,In Westmenster, quhar at the consaill lay:1470Wallace ansuer scho gart schaw to the king.It nedis nocht her raherss mar off this thing.The gret commend that scho to Wallace gaiff,Befor the king, in presens off the laiff,Till trew Scottis it suld gretly appless,1475Thocht Inglissmen tharoff had litill ess;Off worschip, wyt, manheid, and gouernans,Off fredom, trewth; key off remembransScho callyt him thar in to thair hye presens;Thocht contrar thaim he stud at his defens.1480“So chyftaynlik,” scho said, “as he is seyn,“In till Inglande, I trow, has neuir beyn.“Wald ye off gold gyff him this rewmys rent,“Fra honour he will nocht turn his entent.“Sufferyt we ar, quhill ye may message mak;1485“Off wyss lordis sumpart I reid yow tak,“To purchess peess, with outyn wordis mar;“For all Ingland may rew his raid full sayr.“Your harroldys als to pass to him has leyff,“In all his ost thar sall no man thaim greiff.”1490Than thankit thai the queyn for hir trawaill;The king, and lordis that was off his consaill.Off hyr ansuer the king applessit was;Than thre gret lordys thai ordand for to pass.Thar consaill haill has fownd it was the best1495Trewis to tak, or ellis thai get no rest.
The queyn fand weyll, langage no thing hyr bet;Scho trowit with gold that he mycht be our set.1390Thre thousand pound, off fynest gold so red,Scho gert be brocht to Wallace in that sted.“Madeym,” he said, “na sic tribut we craiff:“A nothir mendis we wald off Ingland haiff,“Or we raturn fra this regioun agayn,1395“Off your fals blud that has our elderis slayn.“For all the gold and ryches ye in ryng,“Ye get no pess, but desir off your king.”Quhen scho saw weill, gold mycht hyr nocht releiff,Sum part in sport scho thoucht him for to preiff.1400‘Wallace,’ scho said, ‘yhe war clepyt my luff:‘Mor baundounly I maid me for to pruff;‘Traistand tharfor your rancour for to slak;‘Me think ye suld do sum thing for my saik.’Rycht wysly he maid ansuer to the queyn;1405“Madem,” he said, “and verité war seyn,“That ye me luffyt, I awcht yow luff agayn.“Thir wordis all ar no thing bot in wayn.“Sic luff as that is nothing till awance,“To tak a lak, and syne get no plesance.1410“In spech off luff suttell ye Sotheroun ar;“Ye can ws mok, supposs ye se no mar.”‘In London,’ scho said, ‘for yow I sufferyt blaym;‘Our consall als will lauch quhen we cum haym;‘So may thai say, wemen ar ferss off thocht1415‘To sek frendschip, and syne can get rycht nocht!’“Madem,” he said, “we wait how ye ar send;“Yhe trow we haiff bot litill for to spend.“Fyrst with your gold, for ye ar rych and wyss,“Yhe wald ws blynd, sen Scottis ar so nyss:1420Fol. 72 b“Syn plesand wordis off yow and ladyis fayr,“As quha suld dryff the byrdis till a swar“With the small pype, for it most fresche will call.“Madeym, as yit ye ma nocht tempt ws all.“Gret part off gud is left amang our kyn;1425“In Ingland als we fynd enewch to wyn.”Abayssyt scho was to mak ansuer him till.‘Der schyr,’ scho said, ‘sen this is at your will;‘Wer or pess, quhat so yow likis best,‘Lat your hye witt and gud consaill degest.’1430“Madem,” he said, “now sall ye wndirstand“The resoune quhy that I will mak na band.“With yow, ladyis, I can na trewis bynd;“For your fals king her eftir sone wald fynd,“Quhen he saw tyme, to brek it at his will;1435“And playnly say, he grantyt nocht thartill.“Than had we nayn bot ladyis to repruff.“That sall he nocht, be God that is abuff.“Vpon wemen I will na wer begyn;“On you in faith no worschip is to wyn.1440“All the haill pass apon him selff he sall tak,“Off pees or wer quhat hapnyt we to mak.”The queyn grantyt his ansuer sufficient;So dyd the layff in place that was present.His deliuerance thai held off gret awaill,1445And stark enewch to schaw to thair consaill.Wa was the qweyn hyr trawaill helpyt nocht.The gold scho tuk, that thai had with hyr brocht;On to the ost rycht frely scho it gayff.Till euirylk man that likyt for till haiff.1450Till menstraillis, harroldis, scho delt haboundandlé,Besekand thaim hyr frend at thai wald be.Quhen Wallace saw the fredom off the queyn,Sadly he said; “The suth weyll has beyn seyn,“Wemen may tempt the wysest at is wrocht.1455“Your gret gentrice it sall neuir be for nocht.“We [yow] assure, our ost sall mwff na thing,“Quhyll tym ye may send message fra your king.“Gyff it be sa, at he accord and we,“Than for your saik it sall the bettir be.1460“Your harroldys alss sall saiffly cum and ga;“For your fredom we sall trowbill na ma.”Scho thankit him off his grant mony syss,And all the ladyis apon a gudly wyss.Glaidly thai drank, the queyn and gud Wallace;1465Thir ladyis als, and lordis in that place.Hyr leyff scho tuk with out langar abaid;Fol. 73 aFyve myile that nycht south till a nonry raid.Apon the morn till London passit thai,In Westmenster, quhar at the consaill lay:1470Wallace ansuer scho gart schaw to the king.It nedis nocht her raherss mar off this thing.The gret commend that scho to Wallace gaiff,Befor the king, in presens off the laiff,Till trew Scottis it suld gretly appless,1475Thocht Inglissmen tharoff had litill ess;Off worschip, wyt, manheid, and gouernans,Off fredom, trewth; key off remembransScho callyt him thar in to thair hye presens;Thocht contrar thaim he stud at his defens.1480“So chyftaynlik,” scho said, “as he is seyn,“In till Inglande, I trow, has neuir beyn.“Wald ye off gold gyff him this rewmys rent,“Fra honour he will nocht turn his entent.“Sufferyt we ar, quhill ye may message mak;1485“Off wyss lordis sumpart I reid yow tak,“To purchess peess, with outyn wordis mar;“For all Ingland may rew his raid full sayr.“Your harroldys als to pass to him has leyff,“In all his ost thar sall no man thaim greiff.”1490Than thankit thai the queyn for hir trawaill;The king, and lordis that was off his consaill.Off hyr ansuer the king applessit was;Than thre gret lordys thai ordand for to pass.Thar consaill haill has fownd it was the best1495Trewis to tak, or ellis thai get no rest.
The queyn fand weyll, langage no thing hyr bet;Scho trowit with gold that he mycht be our set.1390Thre thousand pound, off fynest gold so red,Scho gert be brocht to Wallace in that sted.“Madeym,” he said, “na sic tribut we craiff:“A nothir mendis we wald off Ingland haiff,“Or we raturn fra this regioun agayn,1395“Off your fals blud that has our elderis slayn.“For all the gold and ryches ye in ryng,“Ye get no pess, but desir off your king.”Quhen scho saw weill, gold mycht hyr nocht releiff,Sum part in sport scho thoucht him for to preiff.1400‘Wallace,’ scho said, ‘yhe war clepyt my luff:‘Mor baundounly I maid me for to pruff;‘Traistand tharfor your rancour for to slak;‘Me think ye suld do sum thing for my saik.’Rycht wysly he maid ansuer to the queyn;1405“Madem,” he said, “and verité war seyn,“That ye me luffyt, I awcht yow luff agayn.“Thir wordis all ar no thing bot in wayn.“Sic luff as that is nothing till awance,“To tak a lak, and syne get no plesance.1410“In spech off luff suttell ye Sotheroun ar;“Ye can ws mok, supposs ye se no mar.”‘In London,’ scho said, ‘for yow I sufferyt blaym;‘Our consall als will lauch quhen we cum haym;‘So may thai say, wemen ar ferss off thocht1415‘To sek frendschip, and syne can get rycht nocht!’“Madem,” he said, “we wait how ye ar send;“Yhe trow we haiff bot litill for to spend.“Fyrst with your gold, for ye ar rych and wyss,“Yhe wald ws blynd, sen Scottis ar so nyss:1420Fol. 72 b“Syn plesand wordis off yow and ladyis fayr,“As quha suld dryff the byrdis till a swar“With the small pype, for it most fresche will call.“Madeym, as yit ye ma nocht tempt ws all.“Gret part off gud is left amang our kyn;1425“In Ingland als we fynd enewch to wyn.”Abayssyt scho was to mak ansuer him till.‘Der schyr,’ scho said, ‘sen this is at your will;‘Wer or pess, quhat so yow likis best,‘Lat your hye witt and gud consaill degest.’1430“Madem,” he said, “now sall ye wndirstand“The resoune quhy that I will mak na band.“With yow, ladyis, I can na trewis bynd;“For your fals king her eftir sone wald fynd,“Quhen he saw tyme, to brek it at his will;1435“And playnly say, he grantyt nocht thartill.“Than had we nayn bot ladyis to repruff.“That sall he nocht, be God that is abuff.“Vpon wemen I will na wer begyn;“On you in faith no worschip is to wyn.1440“All the haill pass apon him selff he sall tak,“Off pees or wer quhat hapnyt we to mak.”The queyn grantyt his ansuer sufficient;So dyd the layff in place that was present.His deliuerance thai held off gret awaill,1445And stark enewch to schaw to thair consaill.Wa was the qweyn hyr trawaill helpyt nocht.The gold scho tuk, that thai had with hyr brocht;On to the ost rycht frely scho it gayff.Till euirylk man that likyt for till haiff.1450Till menstraillis, harroldis, scho delt haboundandlé,Besekand thaim hyr frend at thai wald be.Quhen Wallace saw the fredom off the queyn,Sadly he said; “The suth weyll has beyn seyn,“Wemen may tempt the wysest at is wrocht.1455“Your gret gentrice it sall neuir be for nocht.“We [yow] assure, our ost sall mwff na thing,“Quhyll tym ye may send message fra your king.“Gyff it be sa, at he accord and we,“Than for your saik it sall the bettir be.1460“Your harroldys alss sall saiffly cum and ga;“For your fredom we sall trowbill na ma.”Scho thankit him off his grant mony syss,And all the ladyis apon a gudly wyss.Glaidly thai drank, the queyn and gud Wallace;1465Thir ladyis als, and lordis in that place.Hyr leyff scho tuk with out langar abaid;Fol. 73 aFyve myile that nycht south till a nonry raid.Apon the morn till London passit thai,In Westmenster, quhar at the consaill lay:1470Wallace ansuer scho gart schaw to the king.It nedis nocht her raherss mar off this thing.The gret commend that scho to Wallace gaiff,Befor the king, in presens off the laiff,Till trew Scottis it suld gretly appless,1475Thocht Inglissmen tharoff had litill ess;Off worschip, wyt, manheid, and gouernans,Off fredom, trewth; key off remembransScho callyt him thar in to thair hye presens;Thocht contrar thaim he stud at his defens.1480“So chyftaynlik,” scho said, “as he is seyn,“In till Inglande, I trow, has neuir beyn.“Wald ye off gold gyff him this rewmys rent,“Fra honour he will nocht turn his entent.“Sufferyt we ar, quhill ye may message mak;1485“Off wyss lordis sumpart I reid yow tak,“To purchess peess, with outyn wordis mar;“For all Ingland may rew his raid full sayr.“Your harroldys als to pass to him has leyff,“In all his ost thar sall no man thaim greiff.”1490Than thankit thai the queyn for hir trawaill;The king, and lordis that was off his consaill.Off hyr ansuer the king applessit was;Than thre gret lordys thai ordand for to pass.Thar consaill haill has fownd it was the best1495Trewis to tak, or ellis thai get no rest.
The queyn fand weyll, langage no thing hyr bet;
Scho trowit with gold that he mycht be our set.1390
Thre thousand pound, off fynest gold so red,
Scho gert be brocht to Wallace in that sted.
“Madeym,” he said, “na sic tribut we craiff:
“A nothir mendis we wald off Ingland haiff,
“Or we raturn fra this regioun agayn,1395
“Off your fals blud that has our elderis slayn.
“For all the gold and ryches ye in ryng,
“Ye get no pess, but desir off your king.”
Quhen scho saw weill, gold mycht hyr nocht releiff,
Sum part in sport scho thoucht him for to preiff.1400
‘Wallace,’ scho said, ‘yhe war clepyt my luff:
‘Mor baundounly I maid me for to pruff;
‘Traistand tharfor your rancour for to slak;
‘Me think ye suld do sum thing for my saik.’
Rycht wysly he maid ansuer to the queyn;1405
“Madem,” he said, “and verité war seyn,
“That ye me luffyt, I awcht yow luff agayn.
“Thir wordis all ar no thing bot in wayn.
“Sic luff as that is nothing till awance,
“To tak a lak, and syne get no plesance.1410
“In spech off luff suttell ye Sotheroun ar;
“Ye can ws mok, supposs ye se no mar.”
‘In London,’ scho said, ‘for yow I sufferyt blaym;
‘Our consall als will lauch quhen we cum haym;
‘So may thai say, wemen ar ferss off thocht1415
‘To sek frendschip, and syne can get rycht nocht!’
“Madem,” he said, “we wait how ye ar send;
“Yhe trow we haiff bot litill for to spend.
“Fyrst with your gold, for ye ar rych and wyss,
“Yhe wald ws blynd, sen Scottis ar so nyss:1420Fol. 72 b
Fol. 72 b
“Syn plesand wordis off yow and ladyis fayr,
“As quha suld dryff the byrdis till a swar
“With the small pype, for it most fresche will call.
“Madeym, as yit ye ma nocht tempt ws all.
“Gret part off gud is left amang our kyn;1425
“In Ingland als we fynd enewch to wyn.”
Abayssyt scho was to mak ansuer him till.
‘Der schyr,’ scho said, ‘sen this is at your will;
‘Wer or pess, quhat so yow likis best,
‘Lat your hye witt and gud consaill degest.’1430
“Madem,” he said, “now sall ye wndirstand
“The resoune quhy that I will mak na band.
“With yow, ladyis, I can na trewis bynd;
“For your fals king her eftir sone wald fynd,
“Quhen he saw tyme, to brek it at his will;1435
“And playnly say, he grantyt nocht thartill.
“Than had we nayn bot ladyis to repruff.
“That sall he nocht, be God that is abuff.
“Vpon wemen I will na wer begyn;
“On you in faith no worschip is to wyn.1440
“All the haill pass apon him selff he sall tak,
“Off pees or wer quhat hapnyt we to mak.”
The queyn grantyt his ansuer sufficient;
So dyd the layff in place that was present.
His deliuerance thai held off gret awaill,1445
And stark enewch to schaw to thair consaill.
Wa was the qweyn hyr trawaill helpyt nocht.
The gold scho tuk, that thai had with hyr brocht;
On to the ost rycht frely scho it gayff.
Till euirylk man that likyt for till haiff.1450
Till menstraillis, harroldis, scho delt haboundandlé,
Besekand thaim hyr frend at thai wald be.
Quhen Wallace saw the fredom off the queyn,
Sadly he said; “The suth weyll has beyn seyn,
“Wemen may tempt the wysest at is wrocht.1455
“Your gret gentrice it sall neuir be for nocht.
“We [yow] assure, our ost sall mwff na thing,
“Quhyll tym ye may send message fra your king.
“Gyff it be sa, at he accord and we,
“Than for your saik it sall the bettir be.1460
“Your harroldys alss sall saiffly cum and ga;
“For your fredom we sall trowbill na ma.”
Scho thankit him off his grant mony syss,
And all the ladyis apon a gudly wyss.
Glaidly thai drank, the queyn and gud Wallace;1465
Thir ladyis als, and lordis in that place.
Hyr leyff scho tuk with out langar abaid;Fol. 73 a
Fol. 73 a
Fyve myile that nycht south till a nonry raid.
Apon the morn till London passit thai,
In Westmenster, quhar at the consaill lay:1470
Wallace ansuer scho gart schaw to the king.
It nedis nocht her raherss mar off this thing.
The gret commend that scho to Wallace gaiff,
Befor the king, in presens off the laiff,
Till trew Scottis it suld gretly appless,1475
Thocht Inglissmen tharoff had litill ess;
Off worschip, wyt, manheid, and gouernans,
Off fredom, trewth; key off remembrans
Scho callyt him thar in to thair hye presens;
Thocht contrar thaim he stud at his defens.1480
“So chyftaynlik,” scho said, “as he is seyn,
“In till Inglande, I trow, has neuir beyn.
“Wald ye off gold gyff him this rewmys rent,
“Fra honour he will nocht turn his entent.
“Sufferyt we ar, quhill ye may message mak;1485
“Off wyss lordis sumpart I reid yow tak,
“To purchess peess, with outyn wordis mar;
“For all Ingland may rew his raid full sayr.
“Your harroldys als to pass to him has leyff,
“In all his ost thar sall no man thaim greiff.”1490
Than thankit thai the queyn for hir trawaill;
The king, and lordis that was off his consaill.
Off hyr ansuer the king applessit was;
Than thre gret lordys thai ordand for to pass.
Thar consaill haill has fownd it was the best1495
Trewis to tak, or ellis thai get no rest.
A harrold went, in all the haist he may,Till Tawbane waill, quhar at the Scottis lay,Condeyt till haiff, quhill thai haiff said thar will.The consaill sone [ane] condeyt gaiff him till.1500Agayn he past with souerance till his king.Than chesyt thai thre lordis for this thing.The keyn Clyffurd, was than thar warden haill,Bewmont, Wodstok, all men off mekill waill;Quhat thir thre wrocht the layff suld stand thar till;1505The kingis seyll was gyffyn thaim at thair will.Sone thai war brocht to spekyng to Wallace.Wodstok him schawit mony suttell cace.Wallace he herd the sophammis euirédeill;“As yeit,” he said, “me think ye meyn bot weill.1510“In wrang ye hald, and dois ws gret owtrage,“Off houssis part that is our heretage.“Owt off this pees, in playn I mak thaim knawin,“Thaim for to wyn, sen that thai ar our awin;Fol. 73 b“Roxburch, Berweik, at ouris lang tym has beyn1515“In to the handis off you fals Sotherone keyn.“We ask her als, be wertu off this band,“Our ayris, our king, be wrang led off Scotland.“We sall thaim haiff, with outyn wordis mar.”Till his desyr the lordis grantis thair;1520Rycht at his will thai haiff consentit haill;For nakyn thing the pees thai wald nocht faill.The yong Randell, at than in London was,The lord off Lorn in this band he can ass;Erll off Bowchane, bot than in tendyr age;1525Eftir he grew a man off hycht, wyss and large.Cummyn and Soullis he gart deliuer alss,Quhilk eftir was till king Robert full fals.Wallang fled our, and durst nocht bid that mute,In Pykardté; till ass him was na bute.1530Bot Wallace wald erar haff had that fals knycht,Than ten thousand off fynest gold so brycht.The Bruce he askyt, bot he was had away,Befor that tym, till Calyss, mony day.King Eduuard prewyt that thai mycht nocht hym get;1535Off Glosestir his wncle had him set,At Calyss than had haly in kepyng.Wallace that tym gat nocht his rychtwyss king.The erll Patrik fra London alsua send,Wyth Wallace to mak, as weill befor was kend,1540Off his mater a fynaill gouernance;Till king Eduuard gaiff up his legeance,And tuk till hald off Scotland euirmar.With full glaid hart Wallace resauit him thar;Thai honowryt him rycht reuerendly as lord:1545The Scottis was all reiosyt off that conford.A hundreth horss, with yong lordis off renoune,Till Wallace com, fred out off that presoune.Wndyr his seill, king Eduuard thaim gert sendFor till gyff our, and mak a fynaill end,1550Roxburch, Berweik, quhilk is off mekill waill,To Scottissmen, and all the boundis haill.To fyve yer trew thai promyst be thar hand.Than Wallace said; “We will pass ner Scotland,“Or ocht be seld; and tharfor mak ws boun1555“Agayn we will besid Northallyrtoun,“Quhar king Eduuard fyrst battaill hecht to me.“As it began, thar sall it endyt be.“Gret weyll your queyn,” he chargyt the message,“It is for hyr at we leyff our wiage.”1560Fol. 74 aA day he set, quhen he suld meit him thar,And seill this pees, with outyn wordis mar,Apon the morn the ost, but mar awyss,Tranountyt north apon a gudlye wyss,To the set tryst that Wallace had thaim maid.1565The Ingliss message com but mar abaid;Thai seyllyt the pess with out langar delay.The message than, apon the secund day,Till London went in all the haist thai can.The worthi Scottis, with mony gudly man,1570Till Bambwrch com with all the power haill,Sexté thousand, all Scottis off gret waill.Ten dayis befor All Halow ewyn thai fur:On Lammess day thai lycht on Caram mur.Thar lugyt thai with plesance as thai mocht;1575Quhill on the morn at preistis to thaim socht,In Caram kyrk, and sessyt in his handRoxburch keyis, as thai had maid connand;And Berweik als, quhilk Sotheroun had so lang.Thai frede the folk, in Ingland for to gang,1580For thar lyffis wschet off athir place;Thai durst nocht weill bid rekynnyng off Wallace.Capdane he maid, in Berweik, off renounThat worthy was, gud Crystell off Cetoun.Kepar he left till Roxburch castell wicht1585Schir Jhon Ramsay, a wyss and worthi knycht;Syne Wallace selff, with erll Patrik in playn,To Dunbar raid, and restoryt him agayn,In his castell, and all that heretage,With the consent off all that haill barnage.1590Quhen Wallace was agrëit and this lord,To rewll the rewm he maid him gudly ford.Scotlande atour, fra Ross till Soloway sand,He raid it thryss, and statut all the land.In the Leynhouss a quhyll he maid repayr;1595Schyr Jhon Menteth that tym was captane thar.Twyss befor he had his gossep beyn;Bot na frendschip betwix thaim syn was seyn.Twa monethis still he duelt in Dunbertane;A houss he foundyt apon the roch off stayne;1600Men left he thar till bygg it to the hycht.Syn to the March agayn he rydis rycht.In to Roxburch thai chesyt him a place,A gud tour thar he gert byg in schort space.The kynrik stud in gud worschip and ess;1605Fol. 74 bWas nayn so gret durst his nychtbour displess.The abill ground gert laubour thryftely;Wittaill and froyte thar grew aboundandly.Was neuir befor, sen this was callyt Scotland,Sic welth and pess at anyss in the land.1610He send Jop twyss to Bruce in Huntyngtoune,Besekand him to cum and tak his croune.Conseill he tuk at fals Saxionis, allace!He had neuir hap in lyff to get Wallace.Thre yer as thus the rewm stud in gud pess.1615Off this sayn, me worthis for to cess:And forthyr furth off Wallace I will tell,In till his lyff quhat awentur yeit fell.
A harrold went, in all the haist he may,Till Tawbane waill, quhar at the Scottis lay,Condeyt till haiff, quhill thai haiff said thar will.The consaill sone [ane] condeyt gaiff him till.1500Agayn he past with souerance till his king.Than chesyt thai thre lordis for this thing.The keyn Clyffurd, was than thar warden haill,Bewmont, Wodstok, all men off mekill waill;Quhat thir thre wrocht the layff suld stand thar till;1505The kingis seyll was gyffyn thaim at thair will.Sone thai war brocht to spekyng to Wallace.Wodstok him schawit mony suttell cace.Wallace he herd the sophammis euirédeill;“As yeit,” he said, “me think ye meyn bot weill.1510“In wrang ye hald, and dois ws gret owtrage,“Off houssis part that is our heretage.“Owt off this pees, in playn I mak thaim knawin,“Thaim for to wyn, sen that thai ar our awin;Fol. 73 b“Roxburch, Berweik, at ouris lang tym has beyn1515“In to the handis off you fals Sotherone keyn.“We ask her als, be wertu off this band,“Our ayris, our king, be wrang led off Scotland.“We sall thaim haiff, with outyn wordis mar.”Till his desyr the lordis grantis thair;1520Rycht at his will thai haiff consentit haill;For nakyn thing the pees thai wald nocht faill.The yong Randell, at than in London was,The lord off Lorn in this band he can ass;Erll off Bowchane, bot than in tendyr age;1525Eftir he grew a man off hycht, wyss and large.Cummyn and Soullis he gart deliuer alss,Quhilk eftir was till king Robert full fals.Wallang fled our, and durst nocht bid that mute,In Pykardté; till ass him was na bute.1530Bot Wallace wald erar haff had that fals knycht,Than ten thousand off fynest gold so brycht.The Bruce he askyt, bot he was had away,Befor that tym, till Calyss, mony day.King Eduuard prewyt that thai mycht nocht hym get;1535Off Glosestir his wncle had him set,At Calyss than had haly in kepyng.Wallace that tym gat nocht his rychtwyss king.The erll Patrik fra London alsua send,Wyth Wallace to mak, as weill befor was kend,1540Off his mater a fynaill gouernance;Till king Eduuard gaiff up his legeance,And tuk till hald off Scotland euirmar.With full glaid hart Wallace resauit him thar;Thai honowryt him rycht reuerendly as lord:1545The Scottis was all reiosyt off that conford.A hundreth horss, with yong lordis off renoune,Till Wallace com, fred out off that presoune.Wndyr his seill, king Eduuard thaim gert sendFor till gyff our, and mak a fynaill end,1550Roxburch, Berweik, quhilk is off mekill waill,To Scottissmen, and all the boundis haill.To fyve yer trew thai promyst be thar hand.Than Wallace said; “We will pass ner Scotland,“Or ocht be seld; and tharfor mak ws boun1555“Agayn we will besid Northallyrtoun,“Quhar king Eduuard fyrst battaill hecht to me.“As it began, thar sall it endyt be.“Gret weyll your queyn,” he chargyt the message,“It is for hyr at we leyff our wiage.”1560Fol. 74 aA day he set, quhen he suld meit him thar,And seill this pees, with outyn wordis mar,Apon the morn the ost, but mar awyss,Tranountyt north apon a gudlye wyss,To the set tryst that Wallace had thaim maid.1565The Ingliss message com but mar abaid;Thai seyllyt the pess with out langar delay.The message than, apon the secund day,Till London went in all the haist thai can.The worthi Scottis, with mony gudly man,1570Till Bambwrch com with all the power haill,Sexté thousand, all Scottis off gret waill.Ten dayis befor All Halow ewyn thai fur:On Lammess day thai lycht on Caram mur.Thar lugyt thai with plesance as thai mocht;1575Quhill on the morn at preistis to thaim socht,In Caram kyrk, and sessyt in his handRoxburch keyis, as thai had maid connand;And Berweik als, quhilk Sotheroun had so lang.Thai frede the folk, in Ingland for to gang,1580For thar lyffis wschet off athir place;Thai durst nocht weill bid rekynnyng off Wallace.Capdane he maid, in Berweik, off renounThat worthy was, gud Crystell off Cetoun.Kepar he left till Roxburch castell wicht1585Schir Jhon Ramsay, a wyss and worthi knycht;Syne Wallace selff, with erll Patrik in playn,To Dunbar raid, and restoryt him agayn,In his castell, and all that heretage,With the consent off all that haill barnage.1590Quhen Wallace was agrëit and this lord,To rewll the rewm he maid him gudly ford.Scotlande atour, fra Ross till Soloway sand,He raid it thryss, and statut all the land.In the Leynhouss a quhyll he maid repayr;1595Schyr Jhon Menteth that tym was captane thar.Twyss befor he had his gossep beyn;Bot na frendschip betwix thaim syn was seyn.Twa monethis still he duelt in Dunbertane;A houss he foundyt apon the roch off stayne;1600Men left he thar till bygg it to the hycht.Syn to the March agayn he rydis rycht.In to Roxburch thai chesyt him a place,A gud tour thar he gert byg in schort space.The kynrik stud in gud worschip and ess;1605Fol. 74 bWas nayn so gret durst his nychtbour displess.The abill ground gert laubour thryftely;Wittaill and froyte thar grew aboundandly.Was neuir befor, sen this was callyt Scotland,Sic welth and pess at anyss in the land.1610He send Jop twyss to Bruce in Huntyngtoune,Besekand him to cum and tak his croune.Conseill he tuk at fals Saxionis, allace!He had neuir hap in lyff to get Wallace.Thre yer as thus the rewm stud in gud pess.1615Off this sayn, me worthis for to cess:And forthyr furth off Wallace I will tell,In till his lyff quhat awentur yeit fell.
A harrold went, in all the haist he may,Till Tawbane waill, quhar at the Scottis lay,Condeyt till haiff, quhill thai haiff said thar will.The consaill sone [ane] condeyt gaiff him till.1500Agayn he past with souerance till his king.Than chesyt thai thre lordis for this thing.The keyn Clyffurd, was than thar warden haill,Bewmont, Wodstok, all men off mekill waill;Quhat thir thre wrocht the layff suld stand thar till;1505The kingis seyll was gyffyn thaim at thair will.Sone thai war brocht to spekyng to Wallace.Wodstok him schawit mony suttell cace.Wallace he herd the sophammis euirédeill;“As yeit,” he said, “me think ye meyn bot weill.1510“In wrang ye hald, and dois ws gret owtrage,“Off houssis part that is our heretage.“Owt off this pees, in playn I mak thaim knawin,“Thaim for to wyn, sen that thai ar our awin;Fol. 73 b“Roxburch, Berweik, at ouris lang tym has beyn1515“In to the handis off you fals Sotherone keyn.“We ask her als, be wertu off this band,“Our ayris, our king, be wrang led off Scotland.“We sall thaim haiff, with outyn wordis mar.”Till his desyr the lordis grantis thair;1520Rycht at his will thai haiff consentit haill;For nakyn thing the pees thai wald nocht faill.The yong Randell, at than in London was,The lord off Lorn in this band he can ass;Erll off Bowchane, bot than in tendyr age;1525Eftir he grew a man off hycht, wyss and large.Cummyn and Soullis he gart deliuer alss,Quhilk eftir was till king Robert full fals.Wallang fled our, and durst nocht bid that mute,In Pykardté; till ass him was na bute.1530Bot Wallace wald erar haff had that fals knycht,Than ten thousand off fynest gold so brycht.The Bruce he askyt, bot he was had away,Befor that tym, till Calyss, mony day.King Eduuard prewyt that thai mycht nocht hym get;1535Off Glosestir his wncle had him set,At Calyss than had haly in kepyng.Wallace that tym gat nocht his rychtwyss king.The erll Patrik fra London alsua send,Wyth Wallace to mak, as weill befor was kend,1540Off his mater a fynaill gouernance;Till king Eduuard gaiff up his legeance,And tuk till hald off Scotland euirmar.With full glaid hart Wallace resauit him thar;Thai honowryt him rycht reuerendly as lord:1545The Scottis was all reiosyt off that conford.A hundreth horss, with yong lordis off renoune,Till Wallace com, fred out off that presoune.Wndyr his seill, king Eduuard thaim gert sendFor till gyff our, and mak a fynaill end,1550Roxburch, Berweik, quhilk is off mekill waill,To Scottissmen, and all the boundis haill.To fyve yer trew thai promyst be thar hand.Than Wallace said; “We will pass ner Scotland,“Or ocht be seld; and tharfor mak ws boun1555“Agayn we will besid Northallyrtoun,“Quhar king Eduuard fyrst battaill hecht to me.“As it began, thar sall it endyt be.“Gret weyll your queyn,” he chargyt the message,“It is for hyr at we leyff our wiage.”1560Fol. 74 aA day he set, quhen he suld meit him thar,And seill this pees, with outyn wordis mar,Apon the morn the ost, but mar awyss,Tranountyt north apon a gudlye wyss,To the set tryst that Wallace had thaim maid.1565The Ingliss message com but mar abaid;Thai seyllyt the pess with out langar delay.The message than, apon the secund day,Till London went in all the haist thai can.The worthi Scottis, with mony gudly man,1570Till Bambwrch com with all the power haill,Sexté thousand, all Scottis off gret waill.Ten dayis befor All Halow ewyn thai fur:On Lammess day thai lycht on Caram mur.Thar lugyt thai with plesance as thai mocht;1575Quhill on the morn at preistis to thaim socht,In Caram kyrk, and sessyt in his handRoxburch keyis, as thai had maid connand;And Berweik als, quhilk Sotheroun had so lang.Thai frede the folk, in Ingland for to gang,1580For thar lyffis wschet off athir place;Thai durst nocht weill bid rekynnyng off Wallace.Capdane he maid, in Berweik, off renounThat worthy was, gud Crystell off Cetoun.Kepar he left till Roxburch castell wicht1585Schir Jhon Ramsay, a wyss and worthi knycht;Syne Wallace selff, with erll Patrik in playn,To Dunbar raid, and restoryt him agayn,In his castell, and all that heretage,With the consent off all that haill barnage.1590Quhen Wallace was agrëit and this lord,To rewll the rewm he maid him gudly ford.Scotlande atour, fra Ross till Soloway sand,He raid it thryss, and statut all the land.In the Leynhouss a quhyll he maid repayr;1595Schyr Jhon Menteth that tym was captane thar.Twyss befor he had his gossep beyn;Bot na frendschip betwix thaim syn was seyn.Twa monethis still he duelt in Dunbertane;A houss he foundyt apon the roch off stayne;1600Men left he thar till bygg it to the hycht.Syn to the March agayn he rydis rycht.In to Roxburch thai chesyt him a place,A gud tour thar he gert byg in schort space.The kynrik stud in gud worschip and ess;1605Fol. 74 bWas nayn so gret durst his nychtbour displess.The abill ground gert laubour thryftely;Wittaill and froyte thar grew aboundandly.Was neuir befor, sen this was callyt Scotland,Sic welth and pess at anyss in the land.1610He send Jop twyss to Bruce in Huntyngtoune,Besekand him to cum and tak his croune.Conseill he tuk at fals Saxionis, allace!He had neuir hap in lyff to get Wallace.Thre yer as thus the rewm stud in gud pess.1615Off this sayn, me worthis for to cess:And forthyr furth off Wallace I will tell,In till his lyff quhat awentur yeit fell.
A harrold went, in all the haist he may,
Till Tawbane waill, quhar at the Scottis lay,
Condeyt till haiff, quhill thai haiff said thar will.
The consaill sone [ane] condeyt gaiff him till.1500
Agayn he past with souerance till his king.
Than chesyt thai thre lordis for this thing.
The keyn Clyffurd, was than thar warden haill,
Bewmont, Wodstok, all men off mekill waill;
Quhat thir thre wrocht the layff suld stand thar till;1505
The kingis seyll was gyffyn thaim at thair will.
Sone thai war brocht to spekyng to Wallace.
Wodstok him schawit mony suttell cace.
Wallace he herd the sophammis euirédeill;
“As yeit,” he said, “me think ye meyn bot weill.1510
“In wrang ye hald, and dois ws gret owtrage,
“Off houssis part that is our heretage.
“Owt off this pees, in playn I mak thaim knawin,
“Thaim for to wyn, sen that thai ar our awin;Fol. 73 b
Fol. 73 b
“Roxburch, Berweik, at ouris lang tym has beyn1515
“In to the handis off you fals Sotherone keyn.
“We ask her als, be wertu off this band,
“Our ayris, our king, be wrang led off Scotland.
“We sall thaim haiff, with outyn wordis mar.”
Till his desyr the lordis grantis thair;1520
Rycht at his will thai haiff consentit haill;
For nakyn thing the pees thai wald nocht faill.
The yong Randell, at than in London was,
The lord off Lorn in this band he can ass;
Erll off Bowchane, bot than in tendyr age;1525
Eftir he grew a man off hycht, wyss and large.
Cummyn and Soullis he gart deliuer alss,
Quhilk eftir was till king Robert full fals.
Wallang fled our, and durst nocht bid that mute,
In Pykardté; till ass him was na bute.1530
Bot Wallace wald erar haff had that fals knycht,
Than ten thousand off fynest gold so brycht.
The Bruce he askyt, bot he was had away,
Befor that tym, till Calyss, mony day.
King Eduuard prewyt that thai mycht nocht hym get;1535
Off Glosestir his wncle had him set,
At Calyss than had haly in kepyng.
Wallace that tym gat nocht his rychtwyss king.
The erll Patrik fra London alsua send,
Wyth Wallace to mak, as weill befor was kend,1540
Off his mater a fynaill gouernance;
Till king Eduuard gaiff up his legeance,
And tuk till hald off Scotland euirmar.
With full glaid hart Wallace resauit him thar;
Thai honowryt him rycht reuerendly as lord:1545
The Scottis was all reiosyt off that conford.
A hundreth horss, with yong lordis off renoune,
Till Wallace com, fred out off that presoune.
Wndyr his seill, king Eduuard thaim gert send
For till gyff our, and mak a fynaill end,1550
Roxburch, Berweik, quhilk is off mekill waill,
To Scottissmen, and all the boundis haill.
To fyve yer trew thai promyst be thar hand.
Than Wallace said; “We will pass ner Scotland,
“Or ocht be seld; and tharfor mak ws boun1555
“Agayn we will besid Northallyrtoun,
“Quhar king Eduuard fyrst battaill hecht to me.
“As it began, thar sall it endyt be.
“Gret weyll your queyn,” he chargyt the message,
“It is for hyr at we leyff our wiage.”1560Fol. 74 a
Fol. 74 a
A day he set, quhen he suld meit him thar,
And seill this pees, with outyn wordis mar,
Apon the morn the ost, but mar awyss,
Tranountyt north apon a gudlye wyss,
To the set tryst that Wallace had thaim maid.1565
The Ingliss message com but mar abaid;
Thai seyllyt the pess with out langar delay.
The message than, apon the secund day,
Till London went in all the haist thai can.
The worthi Scottis, with mony gudly man,1570
Till Bambwrch com with all the power haill,
Sexté thousand, all Scottis off gret waill.
Ten dayis befor All Halow ewyn thai fur:
On Lammess day thai lycht on Caram mur.
Thar lugyt thai with plesance as thai mocht;1575
Quhill on the morn at preistis to thaim socht,
In Caram kyrk, and sessyt in his hand
Roxburch keyis, as thai had maid connand;
And Berweik als, quhilk Sotheroun had so lang.
Thai frede the folk, in Ingland for to gang,1580
For thar lyffis wschet off athir place;
Thai durst nocht weill bid rekynnyng off Wallace.
Capdane he maid, in Berweik, off renoun
That worthy was, gud Crystell off Cetoun.
Kepar he left till Roxburch castell wicht1585
Schir Jhon Ramsay, a wyss and worthi knycht;
Syne Wallace selff, with erll Patrik in playn,
To Dunbar raid, and restoryt him agayn,
In his castell, and all that heretage,
With the consent off all that haill barnage.1590
Quhen Wallace was agrëit and this lord,
To rewll the rewm he maid him gudly ford.
Scotlande atour, fra Ross till Soloway sand,
He raid it thryss, and statut all the land.
In the Leynhouss a quhyll he maid repayr;1595
Schyr Jhon Menteth that tym was captane thar.
Twyss befor he had his gossep beyn;
Bot na frendschip betwix thaim syn was seyn.
Twa monethis still he duelt in Dunbertane;
A houss he foundyt apon the roch off stayne;1600
Men left he thar till bygg it to the hycht.
Syn to the March agayn he rydis rycht.
In to Roxburch thai chesyt him a place,
A gud tour thar he gert byg in schort space.
The kynrik stud in gud worschip and ess;1605Fol. 74 b
Fol. 74 b
Was nayn so gret durst his nychtbour displess.
The abill ground gert laubour thryftely;
Wittaill and froyte thar grew aboundandly.
Was neuir befor, sen this was callyt Scotland,
Sic welth and pess at anyss in the land.1610
He send Jop twyss to Bruce in Huntyngtoune,
Besekand him to cum and tak his croune.
Conseill he tuk at fals Saxionis, allace!
He had neuir hap in lyff to get Wallace.
Thre yer as thus the rewm stud in gud pess.1615
Off this sayn, me worthis for to cess:
And forthyr furth off Wallace I will tell,
In till his lyff quhat awentur yeit fell.
A ryoll king than ryngyt in to France,Gret worschip herd off Wallace gouernance,1620Off prowis, pryss, and off his worthi deid,And forthwart fair, commendede off manheid;Bathe humyll, leyll, and off his priwyt pryss,Off honour, trewth, and woid off cowatiss.The nobill king, ryngand in ryolté,1625Had gret delyte this Wallace for to se;And knew rycht weill schortly to wndyrstandThe gret suppryss and ourset off Ingland.Als marueld he off Wallace small power,That but a king tuk sic a rewm to ster,1630Agayn Ingland, and gert thair malice cess,Quhill thai desyryt with gud will to mak pess.And rycht onon a herrold gert he call,In schort termys he has rehersit him allOff his entent completly till ane end;1635Syn in Scotland he bad him for to wend.And thus he wrait than in till gret honour,To Wilyham Wallace as a conquerour.“O lowit leid, with worschip wyss and wicht;“Thow werray help in haldyn off the rycht;1640“Thou rycht restorer off thi natyff land;“With Goddis grace agayn thi fais to stand“In thi defens, helpar of rychtwyss blud.“O worthi byrth, and blyssyt be thi fud!“As it is red in prophecy beforn,1645“In happy tym for Scotland thow was born.“I the besek, with all humylité,“My closs lettir thow wald consaiff and se,“As your brodyr, I crystyn king off France,“To the berer ye her and gyff credance.”1650The herrold bownd him, and to the schip is gone:In Scotland sone he cummyn is onon,Bot harrold lyk he sekis his presens.Fol. 75 aOn land he went, and maid no residensIn ony steid, quhar he presumyt thar.1655So on a day he fand him in to Ayr,In gud affer, and manlik cumpany.The harrold than, with honour reuerendly,Has salust him apon a gudly maner.And he agayn, with humyll hamly cher,1660Rasauit him in to rycht gudly wyss.The harrold than, with worschip to dewyss,Be tuk till him the kingis wryt off France.Wallace on kne, with lawly obeysance,Rycht reuerendly, for worschip off Scotland.1665Quhen he it red, and had it wndirstand,At this herrold he askyt his credence,With aspre spech, and manly contenence.And he him tald, as I haiff said befor,The kingis desyr; quhat nedis wordis mor?1670“The hye honour, and the gret nobilnes“Off your manheid, weill knawin in mony place,“Him likis als weill your worschip till awance,“As yhe war born a liege man off France.“Sen his regioun is flour off rewmys seyn;1675“Als the gret band off kindnes yow betweyn;“It war worschip his presens for to se,“Sen at this rewm standis in sic degre.”Wallace consawit, with outyn tarying,The gret desyr off this gud nobill king;1680Syn till him said; ‘As God off hewin me sawe,‘Her eftir sone ye sall ane ansuer hawe‘Off your desyr, that ye hawe schawit me till:‘Welcum ye ar with a fre hartly will.’The harrold baid, on to the twenty day,1685With Wallace still, in gud weillfayr and play;Contende the tyme with worschip and plesance;Be gud awyss maid his deliuerance.With his awn hand he wrait on to the kingAll his entent, as twyching to this thing.1690Rycht rych reward he gaiff the harrold tho,And him conwoyde, quhen he had leyff to go,Out off the toun with gudly cumpanye,His leyff he tuk, syn went on to the se.Gud Wallace than has maid his prouidance;1695His purpos was to se the king off France.Erest in weyr to Sanct Jhonstoun couth fair;A consaill than he had gert ordane thar.In till his sted he chesyt a gouernourTo kep the land, a man off gret walour,1700Jamys gud lord, the stewart off Scotland,Quhilk fadyr was, as storys beris on hand,Fol. 75 bTo gud Waltre that was off hye parage,[Marjory] the Bruce syne gat in mariage.Tharoff to spek as now I haiff no space;1705It is weill knawin, thankit be Goddis grace:And to the harrold, with outyn residens,How he approchyt to the kingis presens.Fra the Rochell the land sone has he tayn.Atour the landis he graithit him to gayn,1710Sekand the king, als gudly as he may.So to the court he passit on a day;To Paryss went, was peirles off renoun.The king that tym held palace in that toun.Quhen he hym saw, graithly has wndirstand,1715He speryt tithingis, and weyllfayr off Scotland.The herrold said, in to thir termys schort,That all was gud; he had the mar comfort.“Saw thow Wallace, the chyftayn off Scotland?”And he said; ‘Ya; that I dar tak on hand,1720‘A worthyar this day lyffand is nayn,‘In way off wer, als fer as I haiff gayn.‘The hie worschip, and the gret nobilnes,‘The gud weillfair, plesande and worthines,‘The rych reward was mychty for to se,1725‘That for your saik he kythyt apon me;‘And his ansuer in wryt he has yow send.’The king rasauit it with a lycht attend,This hie affect and dyt off his writyng.“O ryoll roy, and rychtwyss crownyt king,1730“Yhe knaw this weill, be othir ma than me,“How that our rewlm standis in perplexité.“The fals nacioun, that we ar nychtbouris to,“Quhen plessis thaim, thai mak ws ay ado;“Thar may na band be maid so sufficians,1735“Bot ay in it thai fynd a warians.“To wait a tym, will God at it may be,“With in a yer I sall your presens se.”Off this ansuer weill plessyt was the king.Leyff I him thus in ryolté to ryng,1740And glaid comford rycht as I haiff yow tald:Off Wallace furth I will my process hald.
A ryoll king than ryngyt in to France,Gret worschip herd off Wallace gouernance,1620Off prowis, pryss, and off his worthi deid,And forthwart fair, commendede off manheid;Bathe humyll, leyll, and off his priwyt pryss,Off honour, trewth, and woid off cowatiss.The nobill king, ryngand in ryolté,1625Had gret delyte this Wallace for to se;And knew rycht weill schortly to wndyrstandThe gret suppryss and ourset off Ingland.Als marueld he off Wallace small power,That but a king tuk sic a rewm to ster,1630Agayn Ingland, and gert thair malice cess,Quhill thai desyryt with gud will to mak pess.And rycht onon a herrold gert he call,In schort termys he has rehersit him allOff his entent completly till ane end;1635Syn in Scotland he bad him for to wend.And thus he wrait than in till gret honour,To Wilyham Wallace as a conquerour.“O lowit leid, with worschip wyss and wicht;“Thow werray help in haldyn off the rycht;1640“Thou rycht restorer off thi natyff land;“With Goddis grace agayn thi fais to stand“In thi defens, helpar of rychtwyss blud.“O worthi byrth, and blyssyt be thi fud!“As it is red in prophecy beforn,1645“In happy tym for Scotland thow was born.“I the besek, with all humylité,“My closs lettir thow wald consaiff and se,“As your brodyr, I crystyn king off France,“To the berer ye her and gyff credance.”1650The herrold bownd him, and to the schip is gone:In Scotland sone he cummyn is onon,Bot harrold lyk he sekis his presens.Fol. 75 aOn land he went, and maid no residensIn ony steid, quhar he presumyt thar.1655So on a day he fand him in to Ayr,In gud affer, and manlik cumpany.The harrold than, with honour reuerendly,Has salust him apon a gudly maner.And he agayn, with humyll hamly cher,1660Rasauit him in to rycht gudly wyss.The harrold than, with worschip to dewyss,Be tuk till him the kingis wryt off France.Wallace on kne, with lawly obeysance,Rycht reuerendly, for worschip off Scotland.1665Quhen he it red, and had it wndirstand,At this herrold he askyt his credence,With aspre spech, and manly contenence.And he him tald, as I haiff said befor,The kingis desyr; quhat nedis wordis mor?1670“The hye honour, and the gret nobilnes“Off your manheid, weill knawin in mony place,“Him likis als weill your worschip till awance,“As yhe war born a liege man off France.“Sen his regioun is flour off rewmys seyn;1675“Als the gret band off kindnes yow betweyn;“It war worschip his presens for to se,“Sen at this rewm standis in sic degre.”Wallace consawit, with outyn tarying,The gret desyr off this gud nobill king;1680Syn till him said; ‘As God off hewin me sawe,‘Her eftir sone ye sall ane ansuer hawe‘Off your desyr, that ye hawe schawit me till:‘Welcum ye ar with a fre hartly will.’The harrold baid, on to the twenty day,1685With Wallace still, in gud weillfayr and play;Contende the tyme with worschip and plesance;Be gud awyss maid his deliuerance.With his awn hand he wrait on to the kingAll his entent, as twyching to this thing.1690Rycht rych reward he gaiff the harrold tho,And him conwoyde, quhen he had leyff to go,Out off the toun with gudly cumpanye,His leyff he tuk, syn went on to the se.Gud Wallace than has maid his prouidance;1695His purpos was to se the king off France.Erest in weyr to Sanct Jhonstoun couth fair;A consaill than he had gert ordane thar.In till his sted he chesyt a gouernourTo kep the land, a man off gret walour,1700Jamys gud lord, the stewart off Scotland,Quhilk fadyr was, as storys beris on hand,Fol. 75 bTo gud Waltre that was off hye parage,[Marjory] the Bruce syne gat in mariage.Tharoff to spek as now I haiff no space;1705It is weill knawin, thankit be Goddis grace:And to the harrold, with outyn residens,How he approchyt to the kingis presens.Fra the Rochell the land sone has he tayn.Atour the landis he graithit him to gayn,1710Sekand the king, als gudly as he may.So to the court he passit on a day;To Paryss went, was peirles off renoun.The king that tym held palace in that toun.Quhen he hym saw, graithly has wndirstand,1715He speryt tithingis, and weyllfayr off Scotland.The herrold said, in to thir termys schort,That all was gud; he had the mar comfort.“Saw thow Wallace, the chyftayn off Scotland?”And he said; ‘Ya; that I dar tak on hand,1720‘A worthyar this day lyffand is nayn,‘In way off wer, als fer as I haiff gayn.‘The hie worschip, and the gret nobilnes,‘The gud weillfair, plesande and worthines,‘The rych reward was mychty for to se,1725‘That for your saik he kythyt apon me;‘And his ansuer in wryt he has yow send.’The king rasauit it with a lycht attend,This hie affect and dyt off his writyng.“O ryoll roy, and rychtwyss crownyt king,1730“Yhe knaw this weill, be othir ma than me,“How that our rewlm standis in perplexité.“The fals nacioun, that we ar nychtbouris to,“Quhen plessis thaim, thai mak ws ay ado;“Thar may na band be maid so sufficians,1735“Bot ay in it thai fynd a warians.“To wait a tym, will God at it may be,“With in a yer I sall your presens se.”Off this ansuer weill plessyt was the king.Leyff I him thus in ryolté to ryng,1740And glaid comford rycht as I haiff yow tald:Off Wallace furth I will my process hald.
A ryoll king than ryngyt in to France,Gret worschip herd off Wallace gouernance,1620Off prowis, pryss, and off his worthi deid,And forthwart fair, commendede off manheid;Bathe humyll, leyll, and off his priwyt pryss,Off honour, trewth, and woid off cowatiss.The nobill king, ryngand in ryolté,1625Had gret delyte this Wallace for to se;And knew rycht weill schortly to wndyrstandThe gret suppryss and ourset off Ingland.Als marueld he off Wallace small power,That but a king tuk sic a rewm to ster,1630Agayn Ingland, and gert thair malice cess,Quhill thai desyryt with gud will to mak pess.And rycht onon a herrold gert he call,In schort termys he has rehersit him allOff his entent completly till ane end;1635Syn in Scotland he bad him for to wend.And thus he wrait than in till gret honour,To Wilyham Wallace as a conquerour.“O lowit leid, with worschip wyss and wicht;“Thow werray help in haldyn off the rycht;1640“Thou rycht restorer off thi natyff land;“With Goddis grace agayn thi fais to stand“In thi defens, helpar of rychtwyss blud.“O worthi byrth, and blyssyt be thi fud!“As it is red in prophecy beforn,1645“In happy tym for Scotland thow was born.“I the besek, with all humylité,“My closs lettir thow wald consaiff and se,“As your brodyr, I crystyn king off France,“To the berer ye her and gyff credance.”1650The herrold bownd him, and to the schip is gone:In Scotland sone he cummyn is onon,Bot harrold lyk he sekis his presens.Fol. 75 aOn land he went, and maid no residensIn ony steid, quhar he presumyt thar.1655So on a day he fand him in to Ayr,In gud affer, and manlik cumpany.The harrold than, with honour reuerendly,Has salust him apon a gudly maner.And he agayn, with humyll hamly cher,1660Rasauit him in to rycht gudly wyss.The harrold than, with worschip to dewyss,Be tuk till him the kingis wryt off France.Wallace on kne, with lawly obeysance,Rycht reuerendly, for worschip off Scotland.1665Quhen he it red, and had it wndirstand,At this herrold he askyt his credence,With aspre spech, and manly contenence.And he him tald, as I haiff said befor,The kingis desyr; quhat nedis wordis mor?1670“The hye honour, and the gret nobilnes“Off your manheid, weill knawin in mony place,“Him likis als weill your worschip till awance,“As yhe war born a liege man off France.“Sen his regioun is flour off rewmys seyn;1675“Als the gret band off kindnes yow betweyn;“It war worschip his presens for to se,“Sen at this rewm standis in sic degre.”Wallace consawit, with outyn tarying,The gret desyr off this gud nobill king;1680Syn till him said; ‘As God off hewin me sawe,‘Her eftir sone ye sall ane ansuer hawe‘Off your desyr, that ye hawe schawit me till:‘Welcum ye ar with a fre hartly will.’The harrold baid, on to the twenty day,1685With Wallace still, in gud weillfayr and play;Contende the tyme with worschip and plesance;Be gud awyss maid his deliuerance.With his awn hand he wrait on to the kingAll his entent, as twyching to this thing.1690Rycht rych reward he gaiff the harrold tho,And him conwoyde, quhen he had leyff to go,Out off the toun with gudly cumpanye,His leyff he tuk, syn went on to the se.Gud Wallace than has maid his prouidance;1695His purpos was to se the king off France.Erest in weyr to Sanct Jhonstoun couth fair;A consaill than he had gert ordane thar.In till his sted he chesyt a gouernourTo kep the land, a man off gret walour,1700Jamys gud lord, the stewart off Scotland,Quhilk fadyr was, as storys beris on hand,Fol. 75 bTo gud Waltre that was off hye parage,[Marjory] the Bruce syne gat in mariage.Tharoff to spek as now I haiff no space;1705It is weill knawin, thankit be Goddis grace:And to the harrold, with outyn residens,How he approchyt to the kingis presens.Fra the Rochell the land sone has he tayn.Atour the landis he graithit him to gayn,1710Sekand the king, als gudly as he may.So to the court he passit on a day;To Paryss went, was peirles off renoun.The king that tym held palace in that toun.Quhen he hym saw, graithly has wndirstand,1715He speryt tithingis, and weyllfayr off Scotland.The herrold said, in to thir termys schort,That all was gud; he had the mar comfort.“Saw thow Wallace, the chyftayn off Scotland?”And he said; ‘Ya; that I dar tak on hand,1720‘A worthyar this day lyffand is nayn,‘In way off wer, als fer as I haiff gayn.‘The hie worschip, and the gret nobilnes,‘The gud weillfair, plesande and worthines,‘The rych reward was mychty for to se,1725‘That for your saik he kythyt apon me;‘And his ansuer in wryt he has yow send.’The king rasauit it with a lycht attend,This hie affect and dyt off his writyng.“O ryoll roy, and rychtwyss crownyt king,1730“Yhe knaw this weill, be othir ma than me,“How that our rewlm standis in perplexité.“The fals nacioun, that we ar nychtbouris to,“Quhen plessis thaim, thai mak ws ay ado;“Thar may na band be maid so sufficians,1735“Bot ay in it thai fynd a warians.“To wait a tym, will God at it may be,“With in a yer I sall your presens se.”Off this ansuer weill plessyt was the king.Leyff I him thus in ryolté to ryng,1740And glaid comford rycht as I haiff yow tald:Off Wallace furth I will my process hald.
A ryoll king than ryngyt in to France,
Gret worschip herd off Wallace gouernance,1620
Off prowis, pryss, and off his worthi deid,
And forthwart fair, commendede off manheid;
Bathe humyll, leyll, and off his priwyt pryss,
Off honour, trewth, and woid off cowatiss.
The nobill king, ryngand in ryolté,1625
Had gret delyte this Wallace for to se;
And knew rycht weill schortly to wndyrstand
The gret suppryss and ourset off Ingland.
Als marueld he off Wallace small power,
That but a king tuk sic a rewm to ster,1630
Agayn Ingland, and gert thair malice cess,
Quhill thai desyryt with gud will to mak pess.
And rycht onon a herrold gert he call,
In schort termys he has rehersit him all
Off his entent completly till ane end;1635
Syn in Scotland he bad him for to wend.
And thus he wrait than in till gret honour,
To Wilyham Wallace as a conquerour.
“O lowit leid, with worschip wyss and wicht;
“Thow werray help in haldyn off the rycht;1640
“Thou rycht restorer off thi natyff land;
“With Goddis grace agayn thi fais to stand
“In thi defens, helpar of rychtwyss blud.
“O worthi byrth, and blyssyt be thi fud!
“As it is red in prophecy beforn,1645
“In happy tym for Scotland thow was born.
“I the besek, with all humylité,
“My closs lettir thow wald consaiff and se,
“As your brodyr, I crystyn king off France,
“To the berer ye her and gyff credance.”1650
The herrold bownd him, and to the schip is gone:
In Scotland sone he cummyn is onon,
Bot harrold lyk he sekis his presens.Fol. 75 a
Fol. 75 a
On land he went, and maid no residens
In ony steid, quhar he presumyt thar.1655
So on a day he fand him in to Ayr,
In gud affer, and manlik cumpany.
The harrold than, with honour reuerendly,
Has salust him apon a gudly maner.
And he agayn, with humyll hamly cher,1660
Rasauit him in to rycht gudly wyss.
The harrold than, with worschip to dewyss,
Be tuk till him the kingis wryt off France.
Wallace on kne, with lawly obeysance,
Rycht reuerendly, for worschip off Scotland.1665
Quhen he it red, and had it wndirstand,
At this herrold he askyt his credence,
With aspre spech, and manly contenence.
And he him tald, as I haiff said befor,
The kingis desyr; quhat nedis wordis mor?1670
“The hye honour, and the gret nobilnes
“Off your manheid, weill knawin in mony place,
“Him likis als weill your worschip till awance,
“As yhe war born a liege man off France.
“Sen his regioun is flour off rewmys seyn;1675
“Als the gret band off kindnes yow betweyn;
“It war worschip his presens for to se,
“Sen at this rewm standis in sic degre.”
Wallace consawit, with outyn tarying,
The gret desyr off this gud nobill king;1680
Syn till him said; ‘As God off hewin me sawe,
‘Her eftir sone ye sall ane ansuer hawe
‘Off your desyr, that ye hawe schawit me till:
‘Welcum ye ar with a fre hartly will.’
The harrold baid, on to the twenty day,1685
With Wallace still, in gud weillfayr and play;
Contende the tyme with worschip and plesance;
Be gud awyss maid his deliuerance.
With his awn hand he wrait on to the king
All his entent, as twyching to this thing.1690
Rycht rych reward he gaiff the harrold tho,
And him conwoyde, quhen he had leyff to go,
Out off the toun with gudly cumpanye,
His leyff he tuk, syn went on to the se.
Gud Wallace than has maid his prouidance;1695
His purpos was to se the king off France.
Erest in weyr to Sanct Jhonstoun couth fair;
A consaill than he had gert ordane thar.
In till his sted he chesyt a gouernour
To kep the land, a man off gret walour,1700
Jamys gud lord, the stewart off Scotland,
Quhilk fadyr was, as storys beris on hand,Fol. 75 b
Fol. 75 b
To gud Waltre that was off hye parage,
[Marjory] the Bruce syne gat in mariage.
Tharoff to spek as now I haiff no space;1705
It is weill knawin, thankit be Goddis grace:
And to the harrold, with outyn residens,
How he approchyt to the kingis presens.
Fra the Rochell the land sone has he tayn.
Atour the landis he graithit him to gayn,1710
Sekand the king, als gudly as he may.
So to the court he passit on a day;
To Paryss went, was peirles off renoun.
The king that tym held palace in that toun.
Quhen he hym saw, graithly has wndirstand,1715
He speryt tithingis, and weyllfayr off Scotland.
The herrold said, in to thir termys schort,
That all was gud; he had the mar comfort.
“Saw thow Wallace, the chyftayn off Scotland?”
And he said; ‘Ya; that I dar tak on hand,1720
‘A worthyar this day lyffand is nayn,
‘In way off wer, als fer as I haiff gayn.
‘The hie worschip, and the gret nobilnes,
‘The gud weillfair, plesande and worthines,
‘The rych reward was mychty for to se,1725
‘That for your saik he kythyt apon me;
‘And his ansuer in wryt he has yow send.’
The king rasauit it with a lycht attend,
This hie affect and dyt off his writyng.
“O ryoll roy, and rychtwyss crownyt king,1730
“Yhe knaw this weill, be othir ma than me,
“How that our rewlm standis in perplexité.
“The fals nacioun, that we ar nychtbouris to,
“Quhen plessis thaim, thai mak ws ay ado;
“Thar may na band be maid so sufficians,1735
“Bot ay in it thai fynd a warians.
“To wait a tym, will God at it may be,
“With in a yer I sall your presens se.”
Off this ansuer weill plessyt was the king.
Leyff I him thus in ryolté to ryng,1740
And glaid comford rycht as I haiff yow tald:
Off Wallace furth I will my process hald.
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