Till a new strenth Wallace and his men fled;On aduersouris thai maid full gret debait,635Bot help thaim self, no socour ellis thai wait.The Sothron als war sundryt than in twyn;Bot thai agayne to gidder sone can wyn:Full sutellye thar ordinance thai maid,The rang agayne bownyt but mar abaid.640The Scottis war hurt, and part of thaim war slayn;So fair assay thai couth nocht mak agayn.Be this the host approchand was full ner;Thus wrandly thai held thaim wpon ster.Quhen Wallace saw the Sothroune was at hand,645Him thocht no tym langar for to stand.Rycht manfully he graithit has his ger;Sadly he went agayne the men of wer.Throw out the stour full fast fechtand he socht,With Goddis grace to wenge him gif he mocht.650Vpon the Butler awfully straik he;Saiffgarde he gat wndir a bowand tre;The bowcht in twa he straik, aboune his hede,Alss to the ground, and feld him in that stede.The haill pouer wpon him com so fast,655At thai beforce reskewit him at the last.Loran was wa, and thidder fast can draw.Wallas retornd, sa sodeynly him saw:Out at a syde full fast till him he yeid;He gat no gyrth for all his burnyst weid:660With ire him straik on his gorgeat off steill,The trensand blaid to persyt euirydeillThrou plaitt and stuff, mycht nocht agayn it stand;Derffly to dede he left him on the land.Hym haif thai lost, thocht Sotheren had it suorn;665Fol. 20 bFor his crag bayne was all in sondyr schorn.The worthi Scottis did nobilly that dayAbout Wallace, till he was woun away.He tuk the strenth magre thar fayis will;Abandonly in bargan baid thar still.670The scry sone raiss, the bald Loran was dede:Schyr Garrat Heroun tranontit that stede,And all the host assemblit him about.At the north side than Wallace ischet owt,With him his men, and bownyt him to ga,675Thankand gret God at thai war partyt sa.To Cargyll wood thai went that samyn nycht.Sewyn of his men that day to dede was dycht:In feld was left of the Sothren sex scoyr;And Loran als, thair murnyng was the mor.680The rang in haist thai rayit sone agayne:Bot quhen thai saw thair trauaill was in wayne,And he was past, full mekill mayne thai maidTo rype the wood, bath wala, slonk, and slaid,For Butleris gold Wallace tuk off befor;685Bot thai fand nocht, wald thai seke euirmor.Hys horss thai gat, and nocht ellis of thair ger.With dulfull mayn retorned thir men of werTo Sanct Jhounston, in sorou and gret cayr.Off Wallace furth me likis to spek mair.690
Till a new strenth Wallace and his men fled;On aduersouris thai maid full gret debait,635Bot help thaim self, no socour ellis thai wait.The Sothron als war sundryt than in twyn;Bot thai agayne to gidder sone can wyn:Full sutellye thar ordinance thai maid,The rang agayne bownyt but mar abaid.640The Scottis war hurt, and part of thaim war slayn;So fair assay thai couth nocht mak agayn.Be this the host approchand was full ner;Thus wrandly thai held thaim wpon ster.Quhen Wallace saw the Sothroune was at hand,645Him thocht no tym langar for to stand.Rycht manfully he graithit has his ger;Sadly he went agayne the men of wer.Throw out the stour full fast fechtand he socht,With Goddis grace to wenge him gif he mocht.650Vpon the Butler awfully straik he;Saiffgarde he gat wndir a bowand tre;The bowcht in twa he straik, aboune his hede,Alss to the ground, and feld him in that stede.The haill pouer wpon him com so fast,655At thai beforce reskewit him at the last.Loran was wa, and thidder fast can draw.Wallas retornd, sa sodeynly him saw:Out at a syde full fast till him he yeid;He gat no gyrth for all his burnyst weid:660With ire him straik on his gorgeat off steill,The trensand blaid to persyt euirydeillThrou plaitt and stuff, mycht nocht agayn it stand;Derffly to dede he left him on the land.Hym haif thai lost, thocht Sotheren had it suorn;665Fol. 20 bFor his crag bayne was all in sondyr schorn.The worthi Scottis did nobilly that dayAbout Wallace, till he was woun away.He tuk the strenth magre thar fayis will;Abandonly in bargan baid thar still.670The scry sone raiss, the bald Loran was dede:Schyr Garrat Heroun tranontit that stede,And all the host assemblit him about.At the north side than Wallace ischet owt,With him his men, and bownyt him to ga,675Thankand gret God at thai war partyt sa.To Cargyll wood thai went that samyn nycht.Sewyn of his men that day to dede was dycht:In feld was left of the Sothren sex scoyr;And Loran als, thair murnyng was the mor.680The rang in haist thai rayit sone agayne:Bot quhen thai saw thair trauaill was in wayne,And he was past, full mekill mayne thai maidTo rype the wood, bath wala, slonk, and slaid,For Butleris gold Wallace tuk off befor;685Bot thai fand nocht, wald thai seke euirmor.Hys horss thai gat, and nocht ellis of thair ger.With dulfull mayn retorned thir men of werTo Sanct Jhounston, in sorou and gret cayr.Off Wallace furth me likis to spek mair.690
Till a new strenth Wallace and his men fled;On aduersouris thai maid full gret debait,635Bot help thaim self, no socour ellis thai wait.The Sothron als war sundryt than in twyn;Bot thai agayne to gidder sone can wyn:Full sutellye thar ordinance thai maid,The rang agayne bownyt but mar abaid.640The Scottis war hurt, and part of thaim war slayn;So fair assay thai couth nocht mak agayn.Be this the host approchand was full ner;Thus wrandly thai held thaim wpon ster.Quhen Wallace saw the Sothroune was at hand,645Him thocht no tym langar for to stand.Rycht manfully he graithit has his ger;Sadly he went agayne the men of wer.Throw out the stour full fast fechtand he socht,With Goddis grace to wenge him gif he mocht.650Vpon the Butler awfully straik he;Saiffgarde he gat wndir a bowand tre;The bowcht in twa he straik, aboune his hede,Alss to the ground, and feld him in that stede.The haill pouer wpon him com so fast,655At thai beforce reskewit him at the last.Loran was wa, and thidder fast can draw.Wallas retornd, sa sodeynly him saw:Out at a syde full fast till him he yeid;He gat no gyrth for all his burnyst weid:660With ire him straik on his gorgeat off steill,The trensand blaid to persyt euirydeillThrou plaitt and stuff, mycht nocht agayn it stand;Derffly to dede he left him on the land.Hym haif thai lost, thocht Sotheren had it suorn;665Fol. 20 bFor his crag bayne was all in sondyr schorn.The worthi Scottis did nobilly that dayAbout Wallace, till he was woun away.He tuk the strenth magre thar fayis will;Abandonly in bargan baid thar still.670The scry sone raiss, the bald Loran was dede:Schyr Garrat Heroun tranontit that stede,And all the host assemblit him about.At the north side than Wallace ischet owt,With him his men, and bownyt him to ga,675Thankand gret God at thai war partyt sa.To Cargyll wood thai went that samyn nycht.Sewyn of his men that day to dede was dycht:In feld was left of the Sothren sex scoyr;And Loran als, thair murnyng was the mor.680The rang in haist thai rayit sone agayne:Bot quhen thai saw thair trauaill was in wayne,And he was past, full mekill mayne thai maidTo rype the wood, bath wala, slonk, and slaid,For Butleris gold Wallace tuk off befor;685Bot thai fand nocht, wald thai seke euirmor.Hys horss thai gat, and nocht ellis of thair ger.With dulfull mayn retorned thir men of werTo Sanct Jhounston, in sorou and gret cayr.Off Wallace furth me likis to spek mair.690
Till a new strenth Wallace and his men fled;
On aduersouris thai maid full gret debait,635
Bot help thaim self, no socour ellis thai wait.
The Sothron als war sundryt than in twyn;
Bot thai agayne to gidder sone can wyn:
Full sutellye thar ordinance thai maid,
The rang agayne bownyt but mar abaid.640
The Scottis war hurt, and part of thaim war slayn;
So fair assay thai couth nocht mak agayn.
Be this the host approchand was full ner;
Thus wrandly thai held thaim wpon ster.
Quhen Wallace saw the Sothroune was at hand,645
Him thocht no tym langar for to stand.
Rycht manfully he graithit has his ger;
Sadly he went agayne the men of wer.
Throw out the stour full fast fechtand he socht,
With Goddis grace to wenge him gif he mocht.650
Vpon the Butler awfully straik he;
Saiffgarde he gat wndir a bowand tre;
The bowcht in twa he straik, aboune his hede,
Alss to the ground, and feld him in that stede.
The haill pouer wpon him com so fast,655
At thai beforce reskewit him at the last.
Loran was wa, and thidder fast can draw.
Wallas retornd, sa sodeynly him saw:
Out at a syde full fast till him he yeid;
He gat no gyrth for all his burnyst weid:660
With ire him straik on his gorgeat off steill,
The trensand blaid to persyt euirydeill
Throu plaitt and stuff, mycht nocht agayn it stand;
Derffly to dede he left him on the land.
Hym haif thai lost, thocht Sotheren had it suorn;665Fol. 20 b
Fol. 20 b
For his crag bayne was all in sondyr schorn.
The worthi Scottis did nobilly that day
About Wallace, till he was woun away.
He tuk the strenth magre thar fayis will;
Abandonly in bargan baid thar still.670
The scry sone raiss, the bald Loran was dede:
Schyr Garrat Heroun tranontit that stede,
And all the host assemblit him about.
At the north side than Wallace ischet owt,
With him his men, and bownyt him to ga,675
Thankand gret God at thai war partyt sa.
To Cargyll wood thai went that samyn nycht.
Sewyn of his men that day to dede was dycht:
In feld was left of the Sothren sex scoyr;
And Loran als, thair murnyng was the mor.680
The rang in haist thai rayit sone agayne:
Bot quhen thai saw thair trauaill was in wayne,
And he was past, full mekill mayne thai maid
To rype the wood, bath wala, slonk, and slaid,
For Butleris gold Wallace tuk off befor;685
Bot thai fand nocht, wald thai seke euirmor.
Hys horss thai gat, and nocht ellis of thair ger.
With dulfull mayn retorned thir men of wer
To Sanct Jhounston, in sorou and gret cayr.
Off Wallace furth me likis to spek mair.690
The secunde nycht the Scottis couth thaim drawRycht priwaly agayne to Schortwod schaw;Tuk wp thair gud, quhilk was put owt of sycht,Cleithing and stuff, bathe gold and siluer brycht.Vpon thar fute, for horsis was thaim fra;695Or the son raiss, to Meffen wood can ga.Thar twa dayis our thar lugyng still thai maid;On the thrid nycht thai mowit but mar abaid.Till Elkok park full sodeynly thai went:Thar in that strentht to bide was his entent.700Than Wallace said, he wald go to the toun;Arayit him weill in till a preistlik goun.In Sanct Jhonstoun disgysyt can he fair,Till this woman the quhilk I spak of ayr.Off his presence scho rycht reiosit was;705And sor adred how he away suld pass.He soiornyt thar fra nowne was of the dayQuhill ner the nycht, or that he went away.He trystyt hyr quhen he wald cum agayne,On the thrid day; than was scho wondyr fayne.710Yeitt he was seyn with enemyss as he yeid;To Schyr Garraid thai tald off all his deid,And to Butler, that wald haiff wrokyn beyne.Than thai gart tak that woman brycht and scheyne,Accusyt hir sar of resset in that cass:715Feyll syiss scho suour, that scho knew nocht Wallass.Than Butler said; “We wait weyle it was he;Fol. 21 a“And bot thou tell, in bayle fyre sall thou de.“Giff thou will help to bryng yon rebell doune,“We sall the mak a lady off renoun.”720Thai gaiff till hyr baith gold and siluer brycht;And said, scho suld be weddyt with ane knycht,Quham scho desirit, that was but mariage.Thus tempt thai hir, throu consaill and gret wage,That scho thaim tald quhat tyme he wald be thar.725Than war thai glad; for thai desirit no marOff all Scotland, bot Wallace at thair will.Thus ordaynyt thai this poyntment to fullfill.Feyle men off armes thai graithit hastelyeTo kepe the yettis, wicht Wallas till aspye.730At the set trist he entrit in the toune,Wittand no thing of all this falss tresoune.Till hir chawmer he went but mair abaid.Scho welcummyt him, and full gret plesance maid.Quhat at thai wrocht, I can nocht graithly say;735Rycht wnperfyt I am of Venus play:Bot hastelye he graithit him to gang.Than scho him tuk, and speryt giff he thocht lang;Scho askit him that nycht with hir to bid.Sone he said; “Nay, for chance that may betide;740“My men ar left all at mysrewill for me.“I may nocht sleipe this nycht quhill I thaim se.”Than wepyt scho, and said full oft; ‘Allace‘That I was maide, wa worthe the courssit cass!‘Now haiff I lost the best man leiffand is;745‘O feble mynd, to do so foull a myss!‘O waryit witt, wykkyt and wariance,‘That me hass brocht in to this myschefull chance!‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘in warld that I was wrocht!‘Giff all this payne on my self mycht be brocht!750‘I haiff seruit to be brynt in a gleid.’Quhen Wallace saw scho ner of witt couth weid,In his armess he caucht hir sobrely,And said; “Der hart, quha hass mysdoyne ocht, I?”‘Nay, I,’ quoth scho, ‘hass falslye wrocht this trayn,755‘I haiff you sald; rycht now yhe will be slayn.’Scho tauld [to] him hir tresoun till ane end,As I haiff said; quhat nedis mair legend?At hir he speryt, giff scho forthocht it sar.“Wa, ya,” scho said, “and sall do euirmar.760“My waryed werd in warld I mon fullfill;“To mend this myss I wald byrne on a hill.”He comfort hir, and baide hir haiff no dreide.‘I will,’ he said, ‘haiff sumpart off thi weid.’Hir gowne he tuk on hym, and courchess alss.765‘Will God, I sall eschape this tresoune falss.Fol. 21 b‘I the forgyff.’ With outyn wordis mairHe kissyt hyr, syne tuk his leiff to fayr.Hys burly brand, that helpyt him offt in neid,Rycht priwalye he hid it wndyr that weid.770To the south yett, the gaynest way, he drew;Quhar that he fand off armyt men enew.To thaim he tald, dissemblyt [in] contenance;“To the chawmer, quhar he was vpon chance,“Speid fast,” he said, “Wallace is lokit in.”775Fra him thai socht with outyn noyiss or dyn,To that sammyn houss; about thai can thaim cast.Out at the yett [than] Wallas gat full fast,Rycht glaid in hart; quhen that he was with out,Rycht fast he yeide, a stour paiss and a stout.780Twa him beheld, and said; “We will go se;“A stalwart queyne, forsuth, yon semyss to be.”Him thai folowit throwe the South Ynche thai twa.Quhen Wallace saw with thaim thar come na ma,Agayne he turnede, and has the formast slayn.785The tothir fled; than Wallas, with gret mayn,Vpon the hede, with his suerd, has him tayne;Left thaim bathe dede, syne to the strenth is gayne.His men he gat, rycht glaid quhen thai him saw;Till thair defens in haist he gart thaim draw;790Deuoydyde him sone of the womannys weid:Thus chapyt he out of that felloun dreid.
The secunde nycht the Scottis couth thaim drawRycht priwaly agayne to Schortwod schaw;Tuk wp thair gud, quhilk was put owt of sycht,Cleithing and stuff, bathe gold and siluer brycht.Vpon thar fute, for horsis was thaim fra;695Or the son raiss, to Meffen wood can ga.Thar twa dayis our thar lugyng still thai maid;On the thrid nycht thai mowit but mar abaid.Till Elkok park full sodeynly thai went:Thar in that strentht to bide was his entent.700Than Wallace said, he wald go to the toun;Arayit him weill in till a preistlik goun.In Sanct Jhonstoun disgysyt can he fair,Till this woman the quhilk I spak of ayr.Off his presence scho rycht reiosit was;705And sor adred how he away suld pass.He soiornyt thar fra nowne was of the dayQuhill ner the nycht, or that he went away.He trystyt hyr quhen he wald cum agayne,On the thrid day; than was scho wondyr fayne.710Yeitt he was seyn with enemyss as he yeid;To Schyr Garraid thai tald off all his deid,And to Butler, that wald haiff wrokyn beyne.Than thai gart tak that woman brycht and scheyne,Accusyt hir sar of resset in that cass:715Feyll syiss scho suour, that scho knew nocht Wallass.Than Butler said; “We wait weyle it was he;Fol. 21 a“And bot thou tell, in bayle fyre sall thou de.“Giff thou will help to bryng yon rebell doune,“We sall the mak a lady off renoun.”720Thai gaiff till hyr baith gold and siluer brycht;And said, scho suld be weddyt with ane knycht,Quham scho desirit, that was but mariage.Thus tempt thai hir, throu consaill and gret wage,That scho thaim tald quhat tyme he wald be thar.725Than war thai glad; for thai desirit no marOff all Scotland, bot Wallace at thair will.Thus ordaynyt thai this poyntment to fullfill.Feyle men off armes thai graithit hastelyeTo kepe the yettis, wicht Wallas till aspye.730At the set trist he entrit in the toune,Wittand no thing of all this falss tresoune.Till hir chawmer he went but mair abaid.Scho welcummyt him, and full gret plesance maid.Quhat at thai wrocht, I can nocht graithly say;735Rycht wnperfyt I am of Venus play:Bot hastelye he graithit him to gang.Than scho him tuk, and speryt giff he thocht lang;Scho askit him that nycht with hir to bid.Sone he said; “Nay, for chance that may betide;740“My men ar left all at mysrewill for me.“I may nocht sleipe this nycht quhill I thaim se.”Than wepyt scho, and said full oft; ‘Allace‘That I was maide, wa worthe the courssit cass!‘Now haiff I lost the best man leiffand is;745‘O feble mynd, to do so foull a myss!‘O waryit witt, wykkyt and wariance,‘That me hass brocht in to this myschefull chance!‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘in warld that I was wrocht!‘Giff all this payne on my self mycht be brocht!750‘I haiff seruit to be brynt in a gleid.’Quhen Wallace saw scho ner of witt couth weid,In his armess he caucht hir sobrely,And said; “Der hart, quha hass mysdoyne ocht, I?”‘Nay, I,’ quoth scho, ‘hass falslye wrocht this trayn,755‘I haiff you sald; rycht now yhe will be slayn.’Scho tauld [to] him hir tresoun till ane end,As I haiff said; quhat nedis mair legend?At hir he speryt, giff scho forthocht it sar.“Wa, ya,” scho said, “and sall do euirmar.760“My waryed werd in warld I mon fullfill;“To mend this myss I wald byrne on a hill.”He comfort hir, and baide hir haiff no dreide.‘I will,’ he said, ‘haiff sumpart off thi weid.’Hir gowne he tuk on hym, and courchess alss.765‘Will God, I sall eschape this tresoune falss.Fol. 21 b‘I the forgyff.’ With outyn wordis mairHe kissyt hyr, syne tuk his leiff to fayr.Hys burly brand, that helpyt him offt in neid,Rycht priwalye he hid it wndyr that weid.770To the south yett, the gaynest way, he drew;Quhar that he fand off armyt men enew.To thaim he tald, dissemblyt [in] contenance;“To the chawmer, quhar he was vpon chance,“Speid fast,” he said, “Wallace is lokit in.”775Fra him thai socht with outyn noyiss or dyn,To that sammyn houss; about thai can thaim cast.Out at the yett [than] Wallas gat full fast,Rycht glaid in hart; quhen that he was with out,Rycht fast he yeide, a stour paiss and a stout.780Twa him beheld, and said; “We will go se;“A stalwart queyne, forsuth, yon semyss to be.”Him thai folowit throwe the South Ynche thai twa.Quhen Wallace saw with thaim thar come na ma,Agayne he turnede, and has the formast slayn.785The tothir fled; than Wallas, with gret mayn,Vpon the hede, with his suerd, has him tayne;Left thaim bathe dede, syne to the strenth is gayne.His men he gat, rycht glaid quhen thai him saw;Till thair defens in haist he gart thaim draw;790Deuoydyde him sone of the womannys weid:Thus chapyt he out of that felloun dreid.
The secunde nycht the Scottis couth thaim drawRycht priwaly agayne to Schortwod schaw;Tuk wp thair gud, quhilk was put owt of sycht,Cleithing and stuff, bathe gold and siluer brycht.Vpon thar fute, for horsis was thaim fra;695Or the son raiss, to Meffen wood can ga.Thar twa dayis our thar lugyng still thai maid;On the thrid nycht thai mowit but mar abaid.Till Elkok park full sodeynly thai went:Thar in that strentht to bide was his entent.700Than Wallace said, he wald go to the toun;Arayit him weill in till a preistlik goun.In Sanct Jhonstoun disgysyt can he fair,Till this woman the quhilk I spak of ayr.Off his presence scho rycht reiosit was;705And sor adred how he away suld pass.He soiornyt thar fra nowne was of the dayQuhill ner the nycht, or that he went away.He trystyt hyr quhen he wald cum agayne,On the thrid day; than was scho wondyr fayne.710Yeitt he was seyn with enemyss as he yeid;To Schyr Garraid thai tald off all his deid,And to Butler, that wald haiff wrokyn beyne.Than thai gart tak that woman brycht and scheyne,Accusyt hir sar of resset in that cass:715Feyll syiss scho suour, that scho knew nocht Wallass.Than Butler said; “We wait weyle it was he;Fol. 21 a“And bot thou tell, in bayle fyre sall thou de.“Giff thou will help to bryng yon rebell doune,“We sall the mak a lady off renoun.”720Thai gaiff till hyr baith gold and siluer brycht;And said, scho suld be weddyt with ane knycht,Quham scho desirit, that was but mariage.Thus tempt thai hir, throu consaill and gret wage,That scho thaim tald quhat tyme he wald be thar.725Than war thai glad; for thai desirit no marOff all Scotland, bot Wallace at thair will.Thus ordaynyt thai this poyntment to fullfill.Feyle men off armes thai graithit hastelyeTo kepe the yettis, wicht Wallas till aspye.730At the set trist he entrit in the toune,Wittand no thing of all this falss tresoune.Till hir chawmer he went but mair abaid.Scho welcummyt him, and full gret plesance maid.Quhat at thai wrocht, I can nocht graithly say;735Rycht wnperfyt I am of Venus play:Bot hastelye he graithit him to gang.Than scho him tuk, and speryt giff he thocht lang;Scho askit him that nycht with hir to bid.Sone he said; “Nay, for chance that may betide;740“My men ar left all at mysrewill for me.“I may nocht sleipe this nycht quhill I thaim se.”Than wepyt scho, and said full oft; ‘Allace‘That I was maide, wa worthe the courssit cass!‘Now haiff I lost the best man leiffand is;745‘O feble mynd, to do so foull a myss!‘O waryit witt, wykkyt and wariance,‘That me hass brocht in to this myschefull chance!‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘in warld that I was wrocht!‘Giff all this payne on my self mycht be brocht!750‘I haiff seruit to be brynt in a gleid.’Quhen Wallace saw scho ner of witt couth weid,In his armess he caucht hir sobrely,And said; “Der hart, quha hass mysdoyne ocht, I?”‘Nay, I,’ quoth scho, ‘hass falslye wrocht this trayn,755‘I haiff you sald; rycht now yhe will be slayn.’Scho tauld [to] him hir tresoun till ane end,As I haiff said; quhat nedis mair legend?At hir he speryt, giff scho forthocht it sar.“Wa, ya,” scho said, “and sall do euirmar.760“My waryed werd in warld I mon fullfill;“To mend this myss I wald byrne on a hill.”He comfort hir, and baide hir haiff no dreide.‘I will,’ he said, ‘haiff sumpart off thi weid.’Hir gowne he tuk on hym, and courchess alss.765‘Will God, I sall eschape this tresoune falss.Fol. 21 b‘I the forgyff.’ With outyn wordis mairHe kissyt hyr, syne tuk his leiff to fayr.Hys burly brand, that helpyt him offt in neid,Rycht priwalye he hid it wndyr that weid.770To the south yett, the gaynest way, he drew;Quhar that he fand off armyt men enew.To thaim he tald, dissemblyt [in] contenance;“To the chawmer, quhar he was vpon chance,“Speid fast,” he said, “Wallace is lokit in.”775Fra him thai socht with outyn noyiss or dyn,To that sammyn houss; about thai can thaim cast.Out at the yett [than] Wallas gat full fast,Rycht glaid in hart; quhen that he was with out,Rycht fast he yeide, a stour paiss and a stout.780Twa him beheld, and said; “We will go se;“A stalwart queyne, forsuth, yon semyss to be.”Him thai folowit throwe the South Ynche thai twa.Quhen Wallace saw with thaim thar come na ma,Agayne he turnede, and has the formast slayn.785The tothir fled; than Wallas, with gret mayn,Vpon the hede, with his suerd, has him tayne;Left thaim bathe dede, syne to the strenth is gayne.His men he gat, rycht glaid quhen thai him saw;Till thair defens in haist he gart thaim draw;790Deuoydyde him sone of the womannys weid:Thus chapyt he out of that felloun dreid.
The secunde nycht the Scottis couth thaim draw
Rycht priwaly agayne to Schortwod schaw;
Tuk wp thair gud, quhilk was put owt of sycht,
Cleithing and stuff, bathe gold and siluer brycht.
Vpon thar fute, for horsis was thaim fra;695
Or the son raiss, to Meffen wood can ga.
Thar twa dayis our thar lugyng still thai maid;
On the thrid nycht thai mowit but mar abaid.
Till Elkok park full sodeynly thai went:
Thar in that strentht to bide was his entent.700
Than Wallace said, he wald go to the toun;
Arayit him weill in till a preistlik goun.
In Sanct Jhonstoun disgysyt can he fair,
Till this woman the quhilk I spak of ayr.
Off his presence scho rycht reiosit was;705
And sor adred how he away suld pass.
He soiornyt thar fra nowne was of the day
Quhill ner the nycht, or that he went away.
He trystyt hyr quhen he wald cum agayne,
On the thrid day; than was scho wondyr fayne.710
Yeitt he was seyn with enemyss as he yeid;
To Schyr Garraid thai tald off all his deid,
And to Butler, that wald haiff wrokyn beyne.
Than thai gart tak that woman brycht and scheyne,
Accusyt hir sar of resset in that cass:715
Feyll syiss scho suour, that scho knew nocht Wallass.
Than Butler said; “We wait weyle it was he;Fol. 21 a
Fol. 21 a
“And bot thou tell, in bayle fyre sall thou de.
“Giff thou will help to bryng yon rebell doune,
“We sall the mak a lady off renoun.”720
Thai gaiff till hyr baith gold and siluer brycht;
And said, scho suld be weddyt with ane knycht,
Quham scho desirit, that was but mariage.
Thus tempt thai hir, throu consaill and gret wage,
That scho thaim tald quhat tyme he wald be thar.725
Than war thai glad; for thai desirit no mar
Off all Scotland, bot Wallace at thair will.
Thus ordaynyt thai this poyntment to fullfill.
Feyle men off armes thai graithit hastelye
To kepe the yettis, wicht Wallas till aspye.730
At the set trist he entrit in the toune,
Wittand no thing of all this falss tresoune.
Till hir chawmer he went but mair abaid.
Scho welcummyt him, and full gret plesance maid.
Quhat at thai wrocht, I can nocht graithly say;735
Rycht wnperfyt I am of Venus play:
Bot hastelye he graithit him to gang.
Than scho him tuk, and speryt giff he thocht lang;
Scho askit him that nycht with hir to bid.
Sone he said; “Nay, for chance that may betide;740
“My men ar left all at mysrewill for me.
“I may nocht sleipe this nycht quhill I thaim se.”
Than wepyt scho, and said full oft; ‘Allace
‘That I was maide, wa worthe the courssit cass!
‘Now haiff I lost the best man leiffand is;745
‘O feble mynd, to do so foull a myss!
‘O waryit witt, wykkyt and wariance,
‘That me hass brocht in to this myschefull chance!
‘Allace,’ scho said, ‘in warld that I was wrocht!
‘Giff all this payne on my self mycht be brocht!750
‘I haiff seruit to be brynt in a gleid.’
Quhen Wallace saw scho ner of witt couth weid,
In his armess he caucht hir sobrely,
And said; “Der hart, quha hass mysdoyne ocht, I?”
‘Nay, I,’ quoth scho, ‘hass falslye wrocht this trayn,755
‘I haiff you sald; rycht now yhe will be slayn.’
Scho tauld [to] him hir tresoun till ane end,
As I haiff said; quhat nedis mair legend?
At hir he speryt, giff scho forthocht it sar.
“Wa, ya,” scho said, “and sall do euirmar.760
“My waryed werd in warld I mon fullfill;
“To mend this myss I wald byrne on a hill.”
He comfort hir, and baide hir haiff no dreide.
‘I will,’ he said, ‘haiff sumpart off thi weid.’
Hir gowne he tuk on hym, and courchess alss.765
‘Will God, I sall eschape this tresoune falss.Fol. 21 b
Fol. 21 b
‘I the forgyff.’ With outyn wordis mair
He kissyt hyr, syne tuk his leiff to fayr.
Hys burly brand, that helpyt him offt in neid,
Rycht priwalye he hid it wndyr that weid.770
To the south yett, the gaynest way, he drew;
Quhar that he fand off armyt men enew.
To thaim he tald, dissemblyt [in] contenance;
“To the chawmer, quhar he was vpon chance,
“Speid fast,” he said, “Wallace is lokit in.”775
Fra him thai socht with outyn noyiss or dyn,
To that sammyn houss; about thai can thaim cast.
Out at the yett [than] Wallas gat full fast,
Rycht glaid in hart; quhen that he was with out,
Rycht fast he yeide, a stour paiss and a stout.780
Twa him beheld, and said; “We will go se;
“A stalwart queyne, forsuth, yon semyss to be.”
Him thai folowit throwe the South Ynche thai twa.
Quhen Wallace saw with thaim thar come na ma,
Agayne he turnede, and has the formast slayn.785
The tothir fled; than Wallas, with gret mayn,
Vpon the hede, with his suerd, has him tayne;
Left thaim bathe dede, syne to the strenth is gayne.
His men he gat, rycht glaid quhen thai him saw;
Till thair defens in haist he gart thaim draw;790
Deuoydyde him sone of the womannys weid:
Thus chapyt he out of that felloun dreid.
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