wald it haue tane My self thocht al 's to haue matchit ony ane Bot I haue fund the verray plane contrair Heir I gif ouir rubrie for euer mair In sâ—â— mysreull I sall neuer armes beir Bot gif it be in honest vse of weir Now haue I tald part of my blis and pane For Goddis saik sum kyndnes kyith agane My hart will brek bot I wit quhat Èe be Outrageously that hes rebutit me For weill I weind that leuand had bene nane Be force or strenth micht me as presoner tane Except Wallace that hes redemit Scotland The best is callit this day leuand of hand Into his weir war worschip for to waik As now in warld I trow he hes na maik Wallace smylit and said freind it may weill be Scotland had neid of mony sic as the. Quhat is thy name tell me sa haue thow Seill Forsuith he said Thomas of Longueill Weill bruik thow it all thus styntis our stryfe Schaip to pleis God in mending of thy lyfe Thy faithfull freind my self thinkis to be And al 's my name I sall sone tell to the. For chance of weir thow suld na murning mak As weird will wirk thy fortoun man thow tak I am that man that thow auancis sa hie And bot schort tyme seâ— I come to the se Or Scotland borne my rycht name is Wallace On kneis fell and thankit God of his grace I dar avow that Èoldin is my hand To the best man this day that is leuand Forsuith he said this plesis me mekill moir Than of Floringis Èe gaif me sextie scoir ThaÌ„ wallace said yow art heir now throw chaÌ„ce My purpois is to pas now into France Vnto the King sen I am bown to pas To my rewaird thy peice I think to as Peice I wald haue fane of my natiue King And na langer into the Realme to Ring Than thow tak leif to cum far it agane Into thy seruice I think for to remane Seruice he said Thomas that may nocht be Bot gude freindschip as I sall keip to the. Gart draw the wyne and Ilk ane mery maid The Schippis be than was in the Rochell raid THe Reid BlasouÌ„is as yai had borne in weir The toun was sone into ane suddand feir The Reid Reuar thay said was at yair had The quhilk throw strenth micht nane aganis him stand Sum schippis fled sum ye land hes tane Clariounis blew and Trumpetis mony ane Quhen Wallace saw the pepill was on steir He gaif command na Schip suld neirar peir Bot his awin Barge in the hauin gart draw The folk was glaid quhen thay the baner saw Full weill thay knew in gold the reid Lyoun Leit vp the port ressauit thame in the toun Thay souerit him for all he had thair brocht The Reid Nauie into the hauin thay socht On land syne went quhair yat yame lykit to pas Richt few wist thair quhat Scottisman Wallace was Bot weil yai thocht he was ane gudly maÌ„ And honourit him with all the craft thay can Thay four dayis still Wallace remanit thair Thir men he callit quhen he was boun to fair He thame commandit vpon that coist to byde Quhill he thame fred for chance yat micht betyde Beir Èow euinly quhat gude that euer Èe spend Leif of Èour awin quhill I Èow tythingis send Gar sell thir Schippis and mak Èow men of peis It war gude tyme of wickitnes to ceis Èœour Capitane sall pas to the King with me Throw help of God I sall his warrand be He gart graith him in suit with his a win man â–ª Was na man thair yat micht weill Thomas ken Lyklie he was manly of countenance Lykâ— to the Scottis be mekill gouernance Saif of his toung for Scottis had he nane In latine weill he micht haue sufficit for ane Thus past thay on in all the haist thay may To Paris toun thay went vpon ane day Tythingis war brocht of Wallace to the King Sa greit desyre he had of na kin thing As in that tyme quhill he had sene Wallace To meit him self he waittit vpon cace In ane garding quhair he gart thame be brocht To his presence with manlyke feir thay socht Twa and fyftie atanis kneland doun And salust him as Roy of maist Renoun With reullit speiche in sa gudly auyse All France couth nocht mair nurtour yame deuyse The Quene had leif and come in hir effeir For mekill scho hard of Wallace deid in weir Quhat neidis mair of courtesy to tell Thay keipit weill that to the Scottis befell Of Kingis fair I dar mak na reheirs My febill mynd my trubillit Sprite transuers Of the riche seruice quhat neidis wordis mair Micht nane be fund bot I was preseut thair Sone efter meit the King to Perlour went With gudly Lordis thair Wallace was present Than commonit thay of mony sindrie thing To speik with him greit desyre had the King At him he speirit of weir the gouernance He answerit him with manly countenance To euerie point al 's far as he had feill In Latine toung richt naturally and weill The King consauit sone be his hie knawlage Quhat weirmen vsit be reif in thair passage Into quhat mynd the Reid Reuar than was Meruell he said how he leit Wallace pas To him he said Èe ar sum thing to blame Èœe micht haue send with our Herald fra hame Efter power to bring Èow throw the se God thank Èow Schir thairof aneuch had we Few men may pas quhair thay find na perrall Richt quhene may keip quhair nane is to assaill Wallace he said thairof meruell haif I Ane Tyran Regnis in Ire full cruelly Vpon the sey that greit sorrow hes wrocht Micht we him get it suld not be for nocht Borne of this land ane natiue man to me Thairfoir on vs the greitest harme dois he Than Thomas quoik and changit countenance He hard the King his euill deidis disauance Wallace beheld and fenÈeit in ane part Forsuith he said we fand nane in that art That profferit vs ony sic vnkyndnes Be Èour leif Schir I speik in hamelynes Trow Èe be sicht Èe couth that Squyar knaw To lang it war sen tyme that I him saw Bot thir wordis of him ar bot in vane Or he cum heir richt gude men will be slane Than Wallace said heir haue I brocht with me Of lyklie men that dwelt in our cuntrie Quhilk of all thir wald Èe call him maist lyke Amang thame blent this Royall Roy maist ryke Vesyit thame weill baith stature and curage Maner makdome thair fassioun and vesage Sadly he said auysit soberly That largest man ye quhilk standis neist Èow by Wald I call him be makdome to deuise Thir ar na thing bot wordis of office Befoir the King on kne fell gude Wallace O Royall Roy of hie honour and grace With waist wordis I
saw He garthyng him for all King Edwardis aw Masounis myndouris with Skrymgeour furth he seÌ„d Kest doun Dundie yairof maid ane end Wallace sadly quhen thir deidis war done The Lordis he callit his will schew yame sone Gude men he said I was Èour Gouernour My mynd was set to do Èow ay honour And for to bring this Realme to richteousnes For it I past in mony panefull place To wyn our awin my self I neuer spaird At the Fawkirk thay ordand me rewaird Of thair rewaird Èe heir na mair throw me To sic giftis God will full weill haue E. NOw Èe ar fre throw the maker of micht He grant Èow grace for to defend Èour richt Al 's I presume gif harme be ordand me Thay ar Scottis men quhilk suld ye wirkaris be I haue aneuch of our auld enemeis stryfe Me think our awin suld nocht Inuy my lyfe My office heir ouir planely I resing I think na mair to tak on me sic thing In France I will and wyn my leuing thair As now auysit and hame to cum na mair Lordis ganestude bot all that helpit nocht For ony thair he did as him self thocht Bischop Sinklair was vesyit with seiknes Into Dunkeld and syne throw Goddis grace He recouerit quhen Wallace past away Efter the Bruce he leuit mony ane day Gude Wallace thus tuik leif in Sanct Iohnstoun Auchteue with him to Dundie maid yame boun Longoueill past that douchtie was in deid The Barrounis sone of Breichen with him Èeid Twa brether al 's with thair Vncle thame dicht Symon Wallace and Richard that was wicht Schir Thomas Gray this Preist can with him fair Edward Lytill gude Iop and Maister Blair Gude Keirly past had bene with Wallace lang And done full weill in mony felloun thrang This Keirly than that couth with Wallace fair Will Ker he hecht myne Author dois declair Keirlie in Irisch is bot Ker lytill cald In Carrik he had heritage of ald His foirbear quhilk worthy was of hand Sanct Dauid King him brocht out of Ireland â–ª Syne at DuÌ„moir quhair first Norowais â—ome in This gude Ker maid greit discomfit of yair kin With seuin hundreth he vincust nyne thousand Sum drownit in Donne sum slane vpon ye land Thay landis haill the gude King gaif him till How Wallace past now farther speik we will ¶ How Wallace met with Iohne of Lyn vpon the sey Cap. ij AMang Merchandis yus Wallace tuik ye se Pray we to God that he thair helper be Thay saillit furth be part of Ingland schoir To Humber mouth quhen that thay come befoir Out of the South ane greit Reid Saill yai se Into the Top thre Leopardis standand hie The Merchandis than ye signe quheÌ„ yat yai saw Cumand sa neir thay war discomfort aw For weill thay wist that it was Iohne of Lyn Scottis to slay he said it was na syn Thir frayit folk thay Èeid to Confessioun Than Wallace said sic ane deuotioun Èœit saw I neuer in na place quhair I past That for ane Schip me think Èow all agast Èœone wod Cattis sall do vs lytill deir We saw yame faill twyis ma quhen yat yai weir On ane fair feild sa sall thay on the se Despite it is to se thame stand sa hie The Steirsman said Schir will Èe vnderstand He saisis nane that is borne of Scotland We may nocht fle fra Èone Barge waiâ— I weill Weill stufit yai ar with gun and ganÈe of steill Vpon the sey Èone Reuar lang hes bene To richteous men he dois full mekill tene Micht we be saifit we rek nocht of our gude This vse he hes in schort for to conclude Ane flude he beiris vpon his coit armour Ay drownand folk sa paintit is his figour Suppois we murne Èe suld haue na meruaill Than Wallace said heir is men of mair vaill To saill the Schip thairfoir in how thow ga And thy feiris na mair cuÌ„mir thow ma. Wallace and his than sone to harnes Èeid Quhen thay war graithit into thair worthy weid Him self and Blair and the Knicht Longoueill Thir thre hes tane to keip the mydschip weill Befoir was aucht and sex be eft he kend Syne twa he cheisit the Top for to defend And Gray he maid yair Steirisman for to be The Merchandis than saw thame sa manfullie Defend thame self becaus thay had na weid Out of the how thay tuik skynnis gude speid Ay betuix twa stuffit woll as thay micht best Agane the straik that thay micht sumpart lest Than Wallace leuch and commendit thame aw Of sic harnes befoir he neuer saw Be that the Barge come on thame wounder fast Seuin scoir in hir that was na thing agast Quhen Iohne of Lyn saw yame in armour bricht He leuch and said thir haultand wordis on hicht Èœone glaikit Scottis can vs nocht vnderstand Fuillis thay ar new cuÌ„min of the land He cryit stryke bot nane answer thay maid Blair with ane Bow schot fast withouttin baid Or thay clippit he schot bot arrowis thre And at ilk schot he gart ane Reuar de The Briggantis than yai bikkerit wounder fast Amang the Scottis with schot of gunnis cast And thay agane with speiris heidit weill Feill woundis maid throw plaitis of fyne steill Ather vther festnit with clippis kene Ane cruell counter thair was at schipburd sene The derf schot draif al 's thick as haill schour Lestit yair weill neir the space of ane hour Quhen schot was gane ye Scottis greit comfort had At hand straikis thay war sicker and sad The Merchandis al 's with sic thing as yai micht Preuit full weill in defence of thair richt Wallace and his at neir straikis quhen thay se With schairp swordis yai gart feill BriggaÌ„tis de Thay in the Top sa wichtly wrocht with hand In the south Top yair micht na Reuar stand All the mydschip of Reuaris was maid waist That to gif ouir in point thay war almaist Than Iohne of Lyn was richt greitly agast He saw his folk about him failÈe fast With egir will he wald haue bene away Bad wynd the Saill in all the haist thay may Bot fra the Scottis than micht yai nocht eskey The Schippis sa sair on ather syde thay wey Thay saw na thing that micht be to thame eis Craufurd on loft thair Saill brynt in ane bleis Or Iohne of Lyn schuip for to leif that steid Of his best men sextie war brocht to deid Thair schip by ouris ane burd was mair of hicht Wallace lap in amang thay Reuaris wicht Ane man he straik ouir schip burd in the se On the ouir loft he slew sone vther thre Longoueill enterit and al 's gude Maister Blair Thay gaif na grace to freik yat yai fand thair Wallace him self with Iohne of Lyn he met At his collair ane felloun straik he set Baith Helme and
Wallace At Schir Rannald for the Charter of peis Neuoy he said thir wordis ar nocht leis It is leuit in Corsbie in the kist Quhair thow it laid thairof nane vther wist Wallace answerit had we it heir to schaw And thay be fals we sall nocht enter aw Deir Sone he said I pray the pas agane Thocht thow wald send thy trauell war in vane Bot thow or I can nane it bring this tyde Greit grace it was maid him agane to ryde Wallace returnit tuke nane with him bot thre Nane of thame knew this Indenture bot he Vnhap him led forbid him culd he nocht Of fals desait this gude Knicht had na thocht Schir Rannald raid but resting to the toun Wittand na thing of all this fals ttessoun That wickit Signe sa reullit that Planeit Saturne was than into his hiest stait Abone Iuno in his Melancoly Iuppiter Mars ay cruell of Inuy Saturne as than auancit his nature Of Tyranny he power had and cure Rebellis reullis in mony seir Regioun Trubillous wedder makis mony schippis to drouÌ„ His driching is with Pluto in the Se As of the land full of Iniquitie He walknis weir full of Pestilence Filling of wallis with cruell violence Poysoun is ryfe amang thir vther thingis Suddand slauchter of Empriouris and Kingis Quhen Sampson pullit to ground the Pillair Saturne was than into the hiest Speir At Thebes al 's of his power thay tell Quhen Phiorax sank throw the eirth to hell Of the Troianis he had full mekill cure Quhen Achilles at Troy slew gude Hector Burdeous schent and mony Cieteis mo His power Èit it hes na hap to ho. In braid Bertane feill vengeance hes bene sene Of this and mair Èe wait weill quhat I mene Bot to this hous that stalwart was and strang Schir Rannald come and micht nocht tary lang â–ª Ane balk was knit all full of raipis kene Sic ane Tolbuith sen syne was neuer sene Strang men was set the entre for to hald Nane micht pas in bot ane as thay war cald Schir Rannald first to mak fewtie for his land The Knicht went in and wald na langer stand Ane rynnand cord thay slippit ouir his heid Hard to the balk and hangit him to deid Schir Brice the Blair nixt efter in he past Vnto the deith thay haistit him full fast Be he enterit his heid was in the snair Tit to the balk hangit to deith richt thair The thrid enterit greit pietie was for thy Ane gentill Knicht Schir Neill of Montgomery And vther feill of landit men about Mony Èeid in bot na Scottis come out Of Wallace part thay put to that derf deid Mony Craufurd sa endit in that steid Of Carryk men Kennedeis slew thay al 's And kynd Campbellis that neuer had bene fals Thir Rebellit nocht contrair yair richteus croun Sutheroun for thy yame put to confusioun Barklayis Boydis and Stewartis of gude kyn Na Scot eschaipit that tyme that enterit in Vpon the balk thay hangit mony pair Besyde thame deid in ane nuik kest thame thair Sen the first tyme that ony weir was wrocht To sic ane deith sa mony Èeid thair nocht Vpon ane day throw cursit Saxonis seid Vengeance of this out throw that kynrent Èeid Grantit it was fra the greit God of heuin Sa ordanit that law suld be thair steuin To the fals Saxonis for thair fell Iudgement Thair wickitnes ouir all the warld is went Èœe Nobill men that ar of Scottis kynd Thair pieteous deith Èe keip it in Èour mynd And vs reuenge quhen we ar set in thrang Dollour it is heiron to tary lang Thus auchtene scoir derfly to deith thay dicht Of Barrounis bald and mony worthie Knicht Quhen thay had slane the worthiest was thair For waik pepill thay wald na langer spair Into ane garth kest thame out of that steid As thay war borne spulÈeit bair and deid Gude Robert Boyd vnto ane Tauern Èeid With twentie men that douchtie war in deid Of Wallace hous full cruell in Intent He gouernit thame quhen Wallace was absent Keirlie returnit with his Maister agane Cleland and Boyd that mekill was of mane Steuin of Ireland went furth into the streit Ane trew woman full sone with him culd meit He speirit at hir quhat happinnit in the Air Sorrow scho said is na thing ellis thair Feiritly scho said allace quhair is Wallace Fra vs agane he passit at Kyncace Ga warne his folk and haist thame of the toun To keip him self I salbe reddy boun With hir as than na mair tary he maid To his fellowis he went withouttin baid And to thame tauld of all this greit misfair To Laglane wod thay bownit without mair Be this Wallace was cuÌ„mand wounder fast For his freindis he was full sair agast Vnto the Bern sadly he culd persew To enter in for he na perrell knew This trew woman vpon him loud can call O feirs Wallace feill tempest is befall Our men is slane feill tempest is to se As bestiall houndis hangit ouir ane tre Our trew Barrounis be twa and twa past in Wallace weipit for greit lois of his kyn That with vneis vpon his hors he baid Mair for to speir to this woman he raid Deir Nece he said gif thow the treuth can tell Is myne Eme deid or how the cace befell Out of Èone Bern forsuith I saw him borne Naikit laid law on cald eirth me beforne His frosty mouth I kyssit in that steid Richt now manlyke bair and brocht to deid And with ane claith I couerit his Lichame For in his lyfe he did neuer woman schame His Sister Sone thow art worthie and wicht Reuenge his deith for Goddis lufe at thy micht Al 's I sall help as I am woman trew Deir wicht he said greit God gif yat thow knew Gude Robert Boyd quhair euer thow can him sâ— Williame Craufurd al 's gif he leuand be Adam Wallace wald help me in this stryfe I pray to God send me thame all on lyfe For Goddis saik bid thame sone cum to me The Iustice Innis thow spy for cheritie And in quhat feir that thay thair ludging mak Sone efter that we sall our purpois tak Into Laglane quhilk hes thair succour bene Adew merkat and welcum woddis grene Heirof as than to hir he spak na mair His brydill turnit and fra hir can he fair Sic murning maid for his deir worthie kyn Him thocht for baill his brist neir brist in twyn As he thus raid in greit anger and tene Of Inglismen thair followit him fyftene Wicht waillit men that toward him culd draw With ane Maissar to teiche him to the Law Wallace returnit in greif and matalent With his sword drawin amang yame sone he weÌ„t The myddill of thame he mankit sone in twa Ane vther thair vpon the heid can ta The thrid he straik and throw
birneis that polist was full â—cht The prunÈeand heid the plaitis peirsit richt Throw the body stikkit him but reskew Derâ—ly to deith that Chiftane wes adew Baith man and hors at that straik he bair doun The Inglis Oist quhilk war in battel boun Comfort thay tynt quhen yair Chiftane was slane And mony ane to fle began in plane Èœit worthy men baid still into that steid Quhill ten thousand war brocht vnto the deid Than fled the laif and micht na langer byde Succour thay socht in mony diuers syde Sum eist sum west and sum fled to the North Seuin thousand large atanis flotterit in Forth Plungit in deip drownit without mercie Nane left on lyfe of all that fell menÈe Of Wallace Oist na man was slane of vaill Bot Andro Murray into that strang battaill The South part yan yat saw yair men was tynt Al 's feirsly fled as fyre dois fra the flynt The place thay left Striuiling Castell and toun Towart Dunbar in greit haist maid yame boun QuheÌ„ Wallace oist had wyn ye feild throw micht Tuik vp the brig and lowsit gude Iohne wricht On the flearis syne followit wounder fast Erll Malcolme al 's out of the Castell past With Lennox men to stuf the chace gude speid Ay be the way thay gart feill Sutheroun bleid In the Torwod thay gart full mony de The Erll of Warrane that can full feirsly fle With Corspatrik that graithly was his gyde Vnchangit hors out throw the land thay ryde Straicht to Dunbar bot few with thame yai leid Mony war slane ouir sleuthfully that fled The Scottis hors had run wounder lang Mony gaif ouir and micht na farther gang Wallace and Grahame euer togidder baid At Hadingtoun full greit slauchter thay maid Of Inglismen quhen thair hors tyrit had Quhen RaÌ„say come gude Wallace was ful glaid With him was Boyd and Richard of Lundy Thre thousand haill was of gude Cheualry And Adam Wallace al 's of Ricardtoun With Erll Malcolme yame fand at Hadingtoun The Scottis men on slauchter taryit was Quhill to Dunbar the twa Chiftanis couth pas Full sytefull war for thair contrary cace Wallace followit quhill thay gat in that place Of thair best men and Kirkinghame of Renoun Threttie thousand was deid but redemptioun Besyde Beltoun Wallace returnit agane To follow mair than was it bot in vane IN Hadingtoun ludgeing he maid all nicht Vpon the morne to Striuiling passit richt On ye Assumptioun day befell this cace Ay louit be our Lord of his gude grace Conuoyar oft he was to gude Wallace And helpit him in mony sindrie place Wallace in haist sone efter this battaill Ane greit aith tuik of all the Barrounis haill That with gude will wald cum to his presence He hecht thame al 's to byde at thair defence Schir Iohne Menteith was yan of Arrane Lord To Wallace come and maid ane plane concord With witnes thair with his aith he him band Lawtie to keip to Wallace and Scotland Quha wald nocht with fre will to richt apply Wallace be force puneist thame rigorously Part put to deith part set in presoun strang Greit word of him throw baith yir Realmes rang Dundie thay gat sone be ane schort tretie Bot for thair lyfis thay fled away be see Inglis Capitanis that hous had in hand Left Castellis fre and stall out of the land Within ten dayis efter this tyme was gane Inglis Capitanis in Scotland was leit nane Except Berwik and Rorburgh Castell wicht Èœit Wallace thocht to bring thame to the richt THat tyme thair was ane worthy trew Bâ—roun To name he hecht Cristal of Setoun In Iedburgh wod for saiftie he had bene Agane Sutheroun full weill he couth contene Edward cout nocht fra Scottis faith him get Thocht he him gaif ane mulÈeouÌ„ of gold weil met Herbottill fled fra Iedburgh Castell wicht Towart Ingland thair Setoun met him richt With fourtie men Cristall in bargane baid Agane seuin scoir and mekill maistrie maid Slew that Capitane and mony cruell man Full greit riches in that Iourney he wan Houshald and gold as thay suld pas away The quhilk befoir thay keipit mony day Iedburgh he tuik and Rothuen leuit he At Wallace will thair Capitane to be Bald Setoun syne to Louthiane maid repair In this storie Èe may heir of him mair And into Bruce quha lykis for to reid He was with him in mony cruell deid Gude Wallace than full sadly can deuyse To reull the land with worthy men and wyse Capitanis he maid and Schireffis yat was gude Part of his Kyn and of trew vther blude His deir Cousing in Edinburgh ordanit he With trew Craufurd that ay was full worthie Keipar of it with Nobill men at wage In Manwell than he had gude heritage Scotland was fre that lang in baill had bene Wallace it wan fra our fals enemeis kene Greit Gouernour in Scotland he couth ring Waitand ane tyme to get his richteous King Fra Inglismen that held him in bandoun Lang wrangously fra his awin richteous Croun ¶ The aucht part of yis buik declairis how Wallace put Corspatrik out of Scotland Ca. j. FYue monethis yus scotlaÌ„d stuid in gude rest Ane couÌ„sall cryit yame thocht it was ye best In sanct Iohnstoun quhair it suld haldin be Assemblit Clerk Barruun and Birges fre Bot Corspatrik wald nocht cum at thair call Baid in Dunbat and maid scorne at thame all Thay spak of him feill Lordis in yat Parliament Than Wallace said will Èe heirto consent Forgif him fre all thing that is bypast Sa he will cum and grant he hes trespast Fra this tyme furth keip lawtie to our Croun Thay grant thairto Clerk Burges and BarrouÌ„ With haill consent thair wryting to him send Richt lawly thus thay thame to him commend Besocht him san as ane than of the land To cum and tak sum Gouernance on hand Lichtly he leuch in scorne as it had bene And said he had sic Message seildin sene That Wallace now as Gouernour sall Ring Heir is greit falt of ane gude Prince and King That King of Kyle I can nocht vnderstand Of him I held neuer Èit ane fur of land That Bachiller trowis for Fortoun schawis hir quheil Thair with to lest it sall not lang be weil Bot to Èow Lordis and Èe will vnderstand I mak Èow wyse I aucht to mak na band Al 's fre I am in this Regioun to Ring Lord of myne awin as euer was Prince or King In Ingland al 's greit part of land I haif Manrent thairof thair will na man me craif Quhat will Èe mair I warne Èow I am fre For Èour Summoundis Èe get na mair of me To Sanct Iohnstoun this writ he send agane Befoir the Lordis was manifest in plane Quhen Wallace hard the Erll sic answer makis Ane greit heit throw curage than he takis For he wist weill thair suld be bot ane King
ane greit offence Thus thay approchit on towart thair presence At the Pauilloun quhair thay the Lyoun saw To ground thay licht and syne on kneis yai faw Prayand for peice thay cry with pieteous cheir Erll Malcolme said our Chiftane is nocht heir He bad hir ryse and said it is nocht richt Ane Quene on kneis to ony lawer wicht Vp be the hand the gude Erll hes hir tane Atouir the bent to Wallace ar thay gane Quhen scho him saw scho wald haue kneillit douÌ„ In armes sone he claucht yis Quene with Croun And Kissit hir withouttin wordis moir Sa did he neuer to na Sutheroun befoir Madame he said richt welcum mot Èe be How pleissit Èow our Oisting for to se Richt weill scho said of freindschip we haue neid God grant Èe wald of our necessair to speid Suffer we mon suppois it lyke vs Ill Bot traistis weill it is contrair our will Èœe sall remane with this Lord I man gang Fra Èour presence we sall nocht tary lang The Erll and he vnto the Pauilloun Èeid With gude auyse to deme mair of this deid The counsall sone Wallace gart call thame to Lordis he said wait Èe quhat is ado Of thair cuÌ„ming my self hes na plesance And thairfoir man we wirk with ordinance Wemen may be contempning into weir Amang fuillis that can nocht thame forbeir I say nocht this be thir nor be the Quene I trow it be bot gude that scho will mene Exempill tak of lang tyme passit by At Runsy vaill the tressoun was planely Be wemen maid yat Ganzelone with him brocht And Turky wyne forbeir than couth thay nocht Lang vse in weir gart thame desyre thair will Quhilk brocht King Charlis to felloun lois Ill. The flour of France without redemptioun Throw that foull deid was brocht to confusioun Command Èour men thairfoir in priuat wyse On pane of lyfe thay wirk nocht on sic gyse Nane speik with yame bot wyse men of greit vaill That Lordis ar and sworne to this counsall His charge thay did al 's gudly as thay mocht This ordinance throw all the Oist was wrocht He and the Erll baith to the Quene thay went Ressauit hir fair and brocht hir to ane Tent. To Denner bownit al 's gudly as thay can And seruit was with mony lyklie man Gude purueyance the Quene had with hir brocht Ane assay scho tuik of all that gude hir thocht Wallace persauit and said we haue na dreid I can nocht trow Ladyis will do that deid To poysoun men for all Ingland to wyn The Quene answerit gif poysoun be thairin Of ony thing quhilk is brocht heir with me Vpon my self first sorrow Èe sall se Sone efter meit ane Marschell gart all absent Bot Lordis and thay that to the counsall went Ladyis appeirit in presence with the Quene Wallace askit quhat hir cuÌ„ming micht mene For peice scho said that we haue to Èow socht This byrnand weir in baill hes mony brocht Èœe grant vs peice for him that deit on tre Wallace answerit Madame that may nocht be Ingland hes done sa greit harmis to vs We may nocht pas and lichtly leif it thus Èœes said the Quene for cristin folk we ar For Goddis saik sen we desyre na mair We aucht haue peice he said that we deny The perfite caus that sall I schew for quhy Èœe seik na peice bot for Èour awin auaill Quhen yat Èour King had Scotland grippit haill For na kin thing that he befoir him fand He wald nocht thoill the richt blude in our land Bot reft thair rent syne put thame self to deid Ransoun of gold micht mak vs na remeid His fell fals weir sall on him self be sene Than soberly to him answerit the Quene Of thir wrangis amendis war maist fair Madame he said of him we ask na mair Bot that he wald byde vs into battall And God be Iudge he kennis the mater haill Sic thing scho said it war nocht gude think me Peice now war best and it micht purchest be Wald Èe grant peice and trewis with vs tak Throw all Ingland we suld gar prayeris mak For Èow and yame yat in the weir war loist Than Wallace said quhair sic cuÌ„mis throw boist Prayer of force quhair sa that it be wrocht To vs helpis outher lytill or nocht Warly scho said thus wyse men hes vs kend Ay efter weir peice is the finall end Quhairfoir Èe suld of Èour greit malice ceis The end of weir is cheritie and peis Peice is in heuin with blis and lestandnes We sall beseik the Lord of his hie grace To command peice sen we may do na mair Madame he said or Èour prayer cum thair Mendis of Ingland we think yan for to haue Quhat set Èow thus on weir sa God Èow saue Fra violent weir that Èe think nocht to dwell Madame he said the treuth I sall Èow tell Efter the dait of Alexanderis Ring Our land thre Èeir stuid desolat but King Keipit full weill at concord in gude stait Throw twa yat clamit thair hapnit greit debait Sa ernistfully accord thame nocht thay can Èœour King thay askit for to be thair ouir man Slely he slaid in strenthis of Scotland The Kingrik syne he tuik at his awin hand He maid ane King aganis our richteous Law For he of him suld haue the Regioun aw Contrair this band war all the haill barnage For Scotland Èit was neuer in thirlage Greit Iulius that tribute tuik of all His wynning was in Scotland bot richt small Than Èour fals King vnder collour but mair Throw band he maid to Bruce that is our Air. Vndid that King quhilk he befoir had maid Throw all Scotland with greit power yai raid To Bruce sen syne he keipit na cunnand He said he wald nocht gang and conqueis land To vther men and thus the cace befell Than Scotland throw he demanit him sell Slew our Eldaris greit pietie was to se In presoun syne lang tyme thay presonit me Quhill I was than cassin out for deid Thankit be God he send me sum remeid Vengit to be I preuit all my micht Feill of that Kin to deith syne haue I dicht The rage of Èouth gart me desyre ane wyfe That rewit I sair and will do all my lyfe Ane Tratour Knicht but mercy gart hir de Ane Hessilrig bot for despyte of me Than rang I furth in trauell weir and pane Quhill we redemit part of our land agane Than Èour counsall desyrit of vs ane trew Quhilk maid Scotland full graithly for to rew Into that peice thay set ane subtill Air Than xviij scoir to deith thay hangit thair That Nobillis war and worthy of Renoun Of coit armouris eldest in that Regioun That deith wethink to venge in all our micht The woman al 's that duilfully was dicht Out of my mynd that deith will neuer slyde Quhill
will Èow nocht trauall Now I will speik sum thingis for myne auaill Our barrane land hes bene ouirset with weir Be Saxonis seid that dois vs mekill deir Slane our Eldaris distroyit our richteous blude Waistit the land of gold and vther gude And Èe ar heir in micht and Royaltie Eye Èe suld haue to our aduersitie And vs support for kyndnes of the band Quhilk is confermit betuix Èow and Scotland Al 's I am heir for Èour charge at plesance My lyflait is bot honest cheuisance Flour of Realmes forsuith is this Regioun To my rewaird I wald haue greit guardoun Wallace he said now ask quhat Èe wald haif Gude gold or land sall nocht be lang to craif Wallace answerit swa Èe grant it to me Quhat I wald haue it sall sone chosin be Quhat euer Èe ask that is in this Regioun Èœe sall it haue except my wyfe and Crown He thankit him of his greit Kinglynes All my rewaird salbe asking of grace Peice to this man I brocht with me throw chaÌ„ce Heir I quyt clame all vther gift in France This same is he gif that Èe knaw him weill That we of spak Thomas of Longoueill Be rigour Èe desyrit he suld be slane I him restoir vnto Èour grace agane Ressaif him fair as leige man of Èour land The King meruellit and couth in study stand Perfytlie knew that it was Longoueill He him forgaif his trespas euery deill Bot for his saik that had him hidder brocht For gold nor gude ellis he did it nocht Wallace he said I had leuer of gude land Thre thousand pund haue seissit in thy hand That I haue said sall haldin be in plane Heir I ressaif Thomas to peice agane Deirar to me than euer he was befoir All for Èour saik thocht it war mekill moir Bot I wald wit how this meruell befell Wallace answerit the treuth I sall Èow tell Than he reheirsit quhat hapnit on that day As Èe befoir myne Author hes hard say Quhen the gude King had hard the suddand cace Vpon the sey be for sicht of Wallace The King him held richt wourthy to auance He saw in him manheid and Gouernance Sa did the Quene and all thir vther Lordis Ilk wicht of him greit honour than recordis He purchest peice for all the power haill Fourtene hundreth was left at the Rochell Gart cry thame fre trew seruandis to the King And neuer agane for â—alt into sic thing Quhen Thomas was restorit to his richt Of his awin hand the King had maid him Knicht Efter he gaif stait to his neirest Air And maid him self with Wallace for to fair Thus he hes brocht thay men fra reif throw cace Be suddand chance of him and wicht Wallace Thus leif we thame in worschip and plesance At lyking still with the gude King of France ¶ How Wallace past in Guyan Cap. iii. THay twentie dayis he ludgit into rest Sa to remane he thocht it nocht the best Still into peice he couth nocht lang indure For quhy contrarious it was to his nature Richt weill he wist Inglismen occupyit Guyan that tyme thairfoir he hes espyit Sum Ieopardie vpon thame for to mak Ane gudly leif he at the King couth tak Of Frenche men he wald nane with him call At that first tyme for auenture that micht fall Bot Schir Thomas that seruice couth persew He wist nocht weill gif all the laif was trew Of Scottismen than semblit haistely Nyne hundreth sone of worthy Cheualry In Guyan land full haistely can ryde Raissit feill fyre and waistit wynningis wyde Forthis thay brak and stalwart biggingis wan Derâ—â—y to deith brocht mony Sutheroun man Ane weirlyke toun sa fand thay in that land Quhilk SchemeÌ„t hecht yat InglismeÌ„ had in haÌ„d Towart that steid full sadly Wallace socht Be ony way assailÈe gif he mocht Bergane to haue and he micht get thame out Greit strenth of wod yair was yat toun about The toun stude al 's vpon ane watter syde Into ane Park that was baith lang and wyde Thay buskit thame quhill passit was the nicht Quhen the Sone rais four hundreth meÌ„ he dicht The laif he gart Craufurd in buschement tak Gif thay mysterit ane reskew for to mak Than Longoueill that ay was full Sauage With Wallace past as ane to that skirmage Thir four hundreth yat was full weill arrayit Befoir the toun the plane baneir displayit It was nocht weill than knawin in yat cuntrie The Lyoun in gold yat awfull was to se Ane forray kest and seissit mekill gude Weirmen within that wyselie vnderstude Sone Ischit out the pray for to reskew The worthy Scottis feill Inglismen thay slew The laif for dreid fled to the toun agane The forray tuik the pray and passit in plane Towart the Park bot power of the toun Ischit agane in awfull barteil boun Ane thousand haill of men in armes strang Few baid within that micht to armes gang Than Wallace gart the forrayaris leif ye pray Assemblit sone into ane gude array Ane cruell counter was at that meitting sene Of wicht weirmen into thair armour schene Feill left thair lyfe vpon the Sutheroun syde Bot nocht for thy full baldly thay abyde Of the Scottis part than worthy men thay slew William Craufurd that weill the perrell knew Out of the Park he gart the buschment pas Into the feild quhair feill men fechtand was At thair entre thay gart full mony de The Inglismen was wounder â—aith to fle Full worthely thay wrocht into that place Baid neuer sa few sa lang aganis Wallace With sic power that day as he was thair On ather syde assailÈeit wounder sair Into that stour sa fellounly he wrocht That worthy men derfly to deith was brocht With pointis peirssit throw plaittis birnist bricht Wallace him self and Schir Thomas the Knicht Quhome sa thay hit maid neuer mair deâ—ait The Sutheroun part was handillit thair sa hait Into that place thay micht na langer byde Out of that feild with sair hartis thay ryde Vnto the toun thay fled full haistely Wallace followit and his gude Cheualry Fechtand sa fast into the thickest thrang Quhill in the toun thay enterit thame amang With him Craufurd and Longoueill ye Knicht And Richard al 's â–ª Wallace his Couâ—ing richt Fyftene thay war of Scottis in cumpany Thus hapnit thay amang that greit party Ane cruell portar gat vp vpon the wall Pullit out the pyn leit the port CulÈeâ—s fall The Inglismen saw enterit in was na ma Vpon the Scottis full hardily thay ga Bot to ane wall thay haue thair bakkis set Sad straikis and sair baldly about thame bet Richard Wallace the Turngrece weill hes sene He followit fast vpon thair portar kene Vpon the wall deid doun in ane dyke him draif Gat vp the port and leit in all the laif Quhen Wallace men had thus the entre wyn Full greit
Wallace and Lindesay of Cragey Away thay fled into the nicht be sey And Robert Boyd quhilk was baith wyse wicht Arrane thay tuik to fend yame at thair micht And Corspatrik into Dunbar dwelt still Fewtie full sone he maid King Edward till Abirnethie Lord Soullis and Cumyng al 's And Iohne of Lorne yat lang tyme had bene fals The Lord of Breichen and mony vther ma At Edwardis peice for giftis yat he yame ga Iusting of peice for twentie dayis set he Of Inglismen in Lorne that men micht se Plane to declair bot for this caus I wis That all Scotland be conqueis than was his The Lordis than and gude Bischop Sinklair Syne out of Bute thay maid ane Ballingair To gude Wallace tald him thair torment haill Than wrait thay thus to get Bute of thair baill OVr hoip our heill and our haill Gouernour Our gudly gyde our best Chiftane in stour Our Lord our luif our streÌ„th in richteousnes For Goddis saik redeme vs anis to grace And tak the Crown to vs it war kyndair To bruik for ay or fals Edward it bair The writ he gat bot Èit suffer he wald For greitt falset that part him did of ald Mekill dolour it did him in his mynd Of thair mysfair for trew he was and kynd He thocht to tak amendis of thair wrang He answerit nocht bot into weir furth rang Of King Edward Èit mair furth will I mele Into quhat wyse that he couth Scotland dele In Sanct Iohnstoun the Erll of Èœork he maid Capitane to be of all thay landis braid Fra Tay to Dee and vnder him Buttellair His Grandschir had at Kincleuin endit thair His Father al 's Wallace had baith thame slane Edward thairfoir maid him ane man of mane The Lord Bewmont into the North he send Thay Lordschippis haill he gaif thame in coÌ„mend To Striuiling syne fra SaÌ„ct Iohnstoun he went Thair to fulfill the laif of his Intent The Lord Cliffurd he had than Dowglasdaill Reullar to be of the South Marchis haill All Galloway he gaif Cumyng in hand Wist nane bot God how lang yat stait suld stand The gentill Lord gude Bischop of Lambertoun Of Sanctandrois had Dowglas of Renoun Befoir that tyme Èoung Iames wicht and wise To him was cum fra Scuillis of Parise Ane priuate fauour the Bischop to him bair Bot Inglismen was sa greit maisteris thair He durst nocht weill in place schaw him kyndnes Quhill on ane day he tuik sum hardynes Dowglas he callit and couth to Striuiling fair Quhair King Edward was deiland landis thair He profferit him to the Kingis seruise To bruik his awin fra he wist in this wise Dowglas he was than he forsuik planelie Sweiris be SaÌ„ct George he bruikis na lands of me His Father was incontrair of my Crown Thairfoir as now he bydis in our presoun To the Bischop nane vther answer he maid Bot as he plesit delt out thay landis braid To the Lord Soullis all haill the Mers gaif he And Capitane al 's of Berwik for to be Olyphant yan yat he in Striuiling fand Quhen he him had he wald nocht keip his band The quhilk he maid or he Striuiling him gaif Dissaitfully this King couth him dissaif Into Ingland send him to presoun strang In greit distres he leuit thair full lang Quhen Edward King had delt this Regioun His leif he tuik in Ingland maid him boun Out of Striuiling south wart as yai can ryde Cumyng hapnit neir hand the Bruce to byde Thus said he Schir and Èe can keip counsall I can Èow leir quhilk may be Èour auaill The Bruce answerit quhat euer Èe schaw to me As for my part sall weill conceillit be Lord Cumyng said Schir Èe knaw not yis thing Of all this Realme Èe suld be richteous King Than said the Bruce suppois I richteous be I se na tyme to tak sic thing on me I am haldin into my enemeis hand Vnder greit aith quhen I come in Scotland Nocht part fra him for proffeit nor requeist Nor for na strenth bot gif deid me arreist He hecht agane to gif this land to me Now fynd I weill it is bot subteltie For thus thow seis he deillis my heritage To Sutheroun part and sum to tratouris wage Than Cumyng said will Èe heirto concord Of my landis and Èe lyke to be Lord. Èœe sall thame haue for Èour richt of ye Crown Or and Èe lyke Schir for my warysoun I sall Èow help with power at my micht The Bruce answerit â–ª I will nocht sell my richt Bot on this wyse quhat Lordschip thow wil craif For thy supplie I hecht it thow saâ—l haif Cum fra Èone King Schir with sum Ieopardie Now Edward hes all Galloway geuin to me My Neuoy Soullis that keipis Berwik toun At Èour command his power sall be boun My Neuoy al 's ane man of mekill micht The Lord of Lorne hes greit rowme in ye hicht My thrid Neuoy ane Knicht of greit Renoun Will ryse with vs of Breichen the Barroun Than said the Bruce fell thair sa fair ane chance That we micht get agane Wallace of France Be wit and force he couth this Kingrik wyn Allace we haue bene ouir lang haldin in twyn To that langage Cumyng maid na record Of auld deidis into his mynd remord The Bruce and he completit furth thair band Syne yat same nicht seillit it with thair hand This Ragment left the Bruce with Cumyng yair With King Edward hame in Ingland couth fair And yair remanit quhil yis ragmeÌ„t was knawin Thre Èeir or mair or Bruce preissit to his awin Sum men demis Cumyng the Ragment send Sum men thairfoir agane makis defend Nane may say weill that Cumyng was saikles Becaus his wyfe was Edwardis Cousignes He seruit deid be richt law of his King Sa reklesly myskeipit sic ane thing Had Bruce past by but baid to Sanct Iohnstoun Be haill assent and ressauit his Crown On Cumyng syne he micht haue done the law He couth nocht thâ—ill fra tyme that he him saw Thus Scotland left in hard perplexitie Of Wallace maâ—e in him part speik will we ☜ ✚ ☞ ¶ The Twelft Buik declairis how Wallace Conqueist the land of Guyan and how he was maid Lord thairof Cap. j. THe sair trauell the ernist besynes The fell laubour he had in mony place To wyn the land yat ye gude King him gaif Into his Regne he wald na Sutheroun saif In Guyan land Wallace was still at weir Of Scotlandis lois it did his hart greiâ— deir Of trew Scottis in mynd he had pietie He thocht to help his tyme quhen he micht se Of set battellis fyue he discomfeist haill But Ieopardie and mony strang assaill Syne thay forsuik and durst him nocht abyde The Sutheroun fled fra thyne on ather syde To Burdeous into greit multiplie The toun thay stuf with vittallis be the se All Guyan land Wallace
Wallace end to heir is greit pietie ANd I wald nocht put men in greit dolour Bot lichtly pas out ouir this fatall hour On Wednisday yiâ— fals Sutheroun furth brocht To martyr him as thay befoir had wrocht Wallace was Martyrit ye suith to Èow to tell As wer Oswald Edmond Edward with panis tell Of men in armis led him ane full greit rout With ane bald spreit Wallace blent about Ane Preist he askit for him that deit on tre King Edward than commandit his Clergie And said I charge in pane of lois of lyfe Nane be sa bold Èone tyran for to schryfe He hes rung lang incontrair of my hienes Ane blissit Bischop sone present in that place Of Canterbery he than was richteous Lord Aganis the King he maid this richt record And said my self sall heir his Confessioun Gif I haue micht incontrair of thy Crown Or thow throw force sall stop me fra this thing I vow to God quhilk is my richteous King Or all Ingland I sall than Interdyte And mak it knawin thow art ane Heretyke The Sacrament of Kirk I sall him geif Syne tak thy chois to sterf or lat him leif It war mair vaill in worschip of thy Crown To keip sic ane on lyfe in thy bandoun Than all the land and gude yat thow hes reâ—t Bot couetise ye ay fra honour dreâ—t Thow hes thy lyfe rung in all wrangous deid That sall be sene on the or on thy seid The King gaif charge thay suld the Bischop ta Bot wyse Lordis counsallit to lat him ga All wyse men said yat his desyre was richt To Wallace than he raikit in thair sicht And sadly hard his Confessioun to end Humbly to God his spreit he did commend Lawly him seruit with hartly deuotioun Vpon his kneis and said ane Orisoun His leif he tuik and to Westmynster raid The Cleuch men than yai buir Wallace but baid Vnto ane place his martyrdome to tak For to his deith he will na furthering mak Fra the first nicht he was tane in Scotland Thay keipit him into that samin band Na thing he had that hes done him gude Bot Inglismen him seruit of cairfull fude. This warldly lyfe desyris the sustenance Thocht he it gat incontrair of plesance Thay threttie dayis his bandis yai durst not flaik Quhill he was bund on ane Scamyll of Aik With Irne cheinÈeis that war baith stark kene Ane Clerk thay set to heir quhat he wald mene Thow Scot he said yat sa greit wrang hes done Thy fatall hour thow seis approchis sone Thow suld in mynd remember thy mysdeid That Clerkis may quhen yai yair Psalmes reid For Cristin saullis yat makis thame to pray In thair number yow may be ane of thay For now thow seis on force thow man deceis Than Wallace said for all thy round reheirs Thow hes na charge suppois I had done mys Èœone blissit Bischop hes hecht I sall haue blys And I trow weill that God sall it admit Thy simulate wordis sall not my conscience smit Comfort I haue of way that I suld gang Maist pane I feill that I byde heir sa lang Than said this Clerk our King oft send the till Thow micht haue had all Scotland at thy will To hald of him and ceissit of thy stryfe Sa as ane Lord to rungin furth thy lyfe Than Wallace said thow speikis of michty thing Had I lestit and gottin my richteous King Fra worthy Bruce had ressauit his Crown I thocht haif maid Ingland at his bandoun That vtterly suld haue bene at his will Quhat pleisit him to saif thy King or spill Weill said the Clerk I se thow repentis nocht Of wickitnes thow hes ane felloun thocht Is nane in warld that hes sa mony â—lane Thairfoir to ask me think thow suld be bane Grace at our King and syne at his barnage Than Wallace smylit ane lytill at his langage I grant he said sum Inglismen I slew In my querrell me thocht nocht half anew I muifit na weir bot for to wyn our awin Baith God and maÌ„ ye richt full weill hes knawin Thy frustrat wordis dois nocht bot tyris me I the command of Goddis Name lat me be Ane Schiref gart this Clerk sone fra him pas Richt as thay durst grantit quhat he wald as Ane Psalter Buik Wallace had on him euer Fra his Chyldheid with it he wald nocht seuer The better he trowit in veyage for to speid Bot than he was dispuilÈeit of his weid This grace he askit at Lord Cliffurd that Knicht To lat him haue his Psalter buik in sicht He gart ane Preist it oppin befoir him hald Quhill thay to him had done quhat yat yai wald Steidfast he red for ocht thay did him thair Feill Sutheroun said that Wallace feld na sair Gude deuotioun sa was his beginning Continewit yair with and swa was his ending Quhill speiche and Spreit atanis all can fair To lestand blys we trow for euer mair I will nocht tell how he deuydit was In fyue partis and ordanit for to pas Èœit his spreit thus be lyklines was weill Of Wallace lyfe quha hes ane better â—eill May schew furth mair with writ and eloquence For I to this hes done my diligence Efter the Prose geuin fra the Latine buik Quhilk Maister Blair in his tyme vnder tuik In fair Latine compylit to ane end With gude witnes the mair is to commend Bischop Sinklair than Lord was of Dunkell He gat this Buik and confirmit it him sell For verray treuth thairof he had na dreid Him self hard greit part of Wallace deid His purpois was to haue send it to Rome Our Father of Kirk yairin to gif his dome Bot Maister Blair and al 's schir Thomas Gray Efter Wallace thay leuit mony ane day Thir twa knew best of gude schir Williamis deid Fra sextene Èeir quhill nyne and twentie Èeid Fourtie and fyue Wallace of age was cald That tyme yat he was to the Sutheroun sald Thocht this mater be nocht to all plesance His suithfast deid is worthy to auance All worthy men that reidis this rurall dyte Blame nocht the buik thocht I be Imperfyte I suld haue thank sen I na trauell spaird For my trauell na man hecht me rewaird Na charge I had of King nor vther Lord Greit harme I thocht his gude deid suld be smord I haue said heir neir as the proces gais And fenÈeit nocht for freindis nor Èit for fais For coistis heirof was na man bund to me In this sentence I had na will to le Bot in al 's mekill as I reheirsit nocht Sa worthely as Nobill Wallace wrocht Bot in ane point I grant I said ane mis Thir twa Knichtis suld blamit be of this The Knicht Wallace of Cragy richteous Lord And Lyddaill al 's gart me mak wrang record On Allartoun mure ye Crown he tuik ane day To get battell as myne Author will say Thir twa gart me say on ane vther wyse To Maister Blair we did part of suppryse GO Nobill buik fulfillit of sentence Suppois thow be barrane of eloquence Go worthy buik fulfillit of worthy deid Bot the to help of langage thow hes neid Quhen gude makeris rang weill in to Scotland Greit harme it was that nane of thame the fand Èœit thair is part that can the weill auance Now byde the tyme and be in remembrance I Èow beseik of Èour beneuolence Quha will nocht loif lak nocht my eloquence It is weill knawin I am ane Rurall man And heir hes done al 's gudely as I can My toung did neuer ornate termis embrace I beseik God that geuar is of grace Maid hell and eird and set ye heuin abufe That he till vs grant his deir lestand lufe ¶ Thus endit Williame Wallace the wicht Behind him left nocht sic ane Knicht Be worthynes and deid of hand Fra thraldome thryis he fred this land ¶ Imprentit at Edinburgh be Robert Lekpreuik at the Expensis of Henrie Charteris ar to be sauld in his Buith on the North syde of ye gait abone the Throne Anno. Do. M.D.LXX.
Vncle Schir Rannald may mak ye baÌ„d Gif he will nocht recogneis all his land Vnto ye tyme yat he yis work haue wrocht Schir Rannald was sone to thair counsall brocht Thay chargit him to mak Wallace at peis Or he suld pas to Londoun or he ceis To King Edward and byde in his presoun Thay ask to haue peice for his Ransoun Schir Rannald said Lordis Èe knaw richt weill At my counsall he will nocht do ane deill His worthy kyn despytefully Èe slew In presoun syne neir to the deith him drew He is at large and will nocht do for me Thocht Èe thairfoir suld now gar me de Schir Aymeir said thir Lordis counsall send Me to the King to mak ane finall end Of his conqueist forsuith he will it haif Wallace nor thow may nocht this Kingrik saif Micht Edward King get him for gold or land To be his man than micht he bruik Scotland The Lord bad ceis thow faillis to that Knicht Far mair in treuth than it is ony richt The wrang conqueist our King desyris ay On him and vs it fall be sene sum day Wallace hes richt baith force and fair Fortoun Èœe hard how he eschaipit our presoun Thus said that Lord and prayit Schir Rannald fair To mak this peice yow Schiref art of Air. As for ane tyme we may auysit be Vnder my Seill I sall be bund to the. The Inglismen that thay sall do him nocht Nor to na Scottis bot it be on thame socht Schir Rannald wist he micht yame not ganestaÌ„d Of Lord Perse he hes ressauit that band Perse was trew and ay of greit auaill Sober in peice and cruell in battaill Schir Rannald him bownit on the morne but baid Wallace to seik in Clydis Forrest raid Sa he him fand bownand to his Denneir Quhen yai haif sene yis gude Knicht cuÌ„mand neir Weill he him knew and tald thame quhat he was Meruell he had quhat gart him hidder pas Maid him gude cheir of meittis gude and fyne King Edwardis self culd get na better wyne Than thay had yair vernage and vennysoun Of bestiall into greit fusioun Than efter meit he schew thame of this deid How he had bene into sa mekill dreid Neuoy he said work part of my counsaill Tak peice ane quhyle and for the mair auaill Bot thow do sa forsuith thow hes greit syn For thay ar set to vndo all thy kyn Than Wallace said to gude men him about I will na peice for all this felloun dout Bot gif it pleis better to Èow than me The Squyar Boyd him answerit soberlie I gif Èow counsall or this gude Knicht be slane Tak peice ane quhyle suppois it do vs pane Sa said Adam the Air of Ricardtoun And Cleland al 's to thair opinioun With thair consent Wallace this peice hes tane As his Eme wrocht quhil ten monethis war gane Thair leif thay tuik with sad comfort in plane Fand God to broch thay suld meit haill agane Boyd and Cleland past to thair placis hame Adam Wallace to Ricardtoun be Name Furth with schir RaÌ„nald can William Wallace ryde And his houshald in Corsbie for to byde This peice was cryit in August moneth myld Thir Goddes of battell furious and wyld Mars and Iuno ay dois thair beâ—ynes Cawser of weir ay wirker of wickitnes And Venus al 's quhilk Goddes is of lufe And auld Saturne his cours for to apprufe Thir four schawis of diuers complexioun Battell debaâ—t Inuy and destructioun I can nocht denie of thair Malancholy Bot Wallace culd nocht weill in Corsbie ly Him had leuar in trauell for to be Richt fair he langit the toun of Air to se ¶ How Wallace slew the Buklar player in the toun of Air. Cap. iij. SChir Rannald past fra hame vp on ane day Fyftene he tuik and to ye toun went thay Couerit his face yat na maÌ„ micht him knaw Na thing him rocht how few enemies him saw In sober weid disagysit weill war thay Ane Inglisman on the gait saw he play At the scrymmage ane buklair on his hand Wallace neir by in fellowschip couth stand Lichtly he said Scot dar thow nocht preif Wallace said Èe sa thow dar gif me leif Smyte on said he I defy thy Natioun Wallace thair with hes tane him on the Croun Throw buklar band and the harne pan also Vnto the schulderis ye schairp sword gart he go Lichtly returnit to his awin men agane The wemen cryit our Buklar player is slane The man was deid quhat neidis wordis mair Feill men of armis about him semblit thair Aucht scoir atanis vpon sextene thay set Bot Wallace sone with the formest hes met With Ire and will on the heâ—d hes him tane Throw the bricht Helme in sunder brist the bane Ane vther braithly in the breist him bair His burneist blaid throw out the body schair Greit rowme he maid his men was fechtand fast And mony ane grome yai maid full sair agast For thay war wicht and weill vsit in weir Of Inglismen richt bauldly doun thay beir On yair enemeis greit martyrdome yai maid Thair hardy Chiftane sa weill amang yame glaid Quhat Inglismen that baid into his gait In contrair Scotland maid neuer mair debait Feill freikis on fold war fellit vnder feit Of Sutheroun blude lay stikkit in the streit New power come fra the Castell that tyde Than Wallace fled and drew towart ane syde With richt gude will he wald eschew suppryse For he in weir was worthy wicht and wyse Harnes and heidis he bewit in sunder fast â–ª Be force out throw the thickest preis he past Wallace returnit behynd his men agane â–ª At the reskew feill SutherouÌ„ hes he slane His men all than he out of perrell brocht Fra yair enemeis with all the power he mocht Vnto thair hors thay went but mair abaid For danger syne to Laglane wod thay raid Twentie and nyne yai left into that steid Of Sutheroun men that bryttinit wat to deid The remanent agane turnit that tyde For in this wod thay durst nocht him abyde Towart the toun thay drew with all thair mane Curiand the peice yai tuâ—k befoir in plane The Lord Perse in hart was greitly greuit His men supprysit agane to him releuit And feill war deid into thair armour cleir Thre of his kyn that war to him full deir Quhen he hard tell of thair greit greuance Thair self was caus of this mischeiffull chance Murning he maid thocht few Scottis it kend Ane Herald than to Schir Rannald he send And to him tald of all thair suddand cace And chargit him tak Souerance of Wallace He said him hald fra merket toun and fair Quhair he micht best be out of thair repair The Sutheroun wist yat it was wicht Wallace That thame ouir set into that suddand caâ—e Thair trewis for this thay wald nocht brek adeill Quhen Wallace had this chance
sall neuer forbeir Èœoung nor auld that abill is to weir Preist nor woman I think nocht for to sla â–ª In my default bot gif thay causing ma. Schir Iohne he said lat all this murning be And for hir saik thair sall ten thousand de Quhair men may weip thair curage is the les It slaikis Ire of wrang thay suld redres Of thair complaint as now I speik na mair Of Auchinlek in Kilbank dwelland thair Quhen he hard tell of Wallace vexatioun To Cartlane wod with ten men maid him boun Wallace he fand sumpart within the nicht To Lanerk toun in all haist thay yame dicht The watche as than of thame had lytill dreid Partit thair men syne diuers wayis Èeid Schir Iohne ye Grahame and his gude cuÌ„pany To Schir Robert Thorne full fast thay hy Wallace and his to Hessilrig sone thay past In ane heich hous quhair he was sleipand fast Struik at the dure with his fute hardely Quhill bar and brais in the flure gart he ly The Schiref cryit quha makis that greit deray Wallace he said quhilk thow hes socht this day The womanis deith will God thow fall deir by Hessilrig thocht it was na tyme to ly Out of that hous full fane he wald haue bene The nicht was mirk Èit Wallace hes him sene Feirfly him straik as he come in greit Ice Vpon the heid bristit throw bane and lire The scheirand sword glaid to his schulder bane Out ouir the stair amang thame is he gane Gude Aâ—chinlek trowit nocht that he was deid Thryis with ane knyfe he straik him in that steid The scry about rais rudely in that streit Feill of the laif war ful Èeit vnder feit Èœoung Hessilrig and wicht Wallace is met Ane sicker straik Williame hes on him set Derfly to deith ouir the stair dang him doun Mony that nicht thay slew in Lanerk toun Sum Greissis lap and sum stikkit within Affeirit thay war with hiddeous noyis and din. Schir Iohne ye Grahame had set ye hous in fyre Quhair Robert Thorne was brynt vp bane lyre Twelf scoir thay slew yat war of Ingland borne Wemen thay leuit and Preistis on the morne To pas thair way of blis and gudis bair And swore that thay agane suld cum na mair Quhen Scottis hard thir fyne tythingis of new Out of all partis to Wallace fast thay drew Pleneist the toun quhilk was thair heritage Thus Wallace straif aganis that greit barnage Ay he began with stryfe and stalwart hand To cheueis agane sum rowmis in Scotland The worthie Scottis that semblit to him thair Cheisâ—t him for cheif thair Chiftane and leidair Aymer Wallange ane felloun Tyran Knicht In Both wel dwelt King Edwards maÌ„ ful richt Murray was out thocht he was richteous Lord Of all that land as trew men will record Into Arrane he was dwelland that tyde And vther ma in this land durst nocht byde Bot this fals Knicht in Both well wâ—mand was Ane man he gart sone to King Edward pas And tauld him haill of Wallace ordinance How he had put his pepill to mischance And planely was rissin agane to Ring Greuit thair at richt greitly was this King Throw all Ingland he gart his doaris cry Power to get and said he wald planely In Scotland pas that Realme to statute new Feill men of weir to him richt fast thay drew The Quene feld weill how that his purpois was To him scho went on kneis syne can scho as He wald desist and nocht in Scotland gang Èœe suld haue dreid to wirk sa felloun wrang Cristinit thay ar Èone is thair heritage To reif thair Croun it is ane greit outrage For hir counsall at hame he wald nocht byde His Lordis him feit in Scotland for to ryde Ane Scottis maÌ„ yan dwelt with King Edward Quhen he hard fell that Wallace tuke sic part He stall fra thame al 's priuatly as he may Into Scotland he come vpon ane day Seikand Wallace he maid him reddy boun This Scot was borne in Kyle at Ricardtoun All Ingland coist he knew it wounder weill Fra Hull about to Bristow euerie deill Fra Carlile throuch Sandwiche yat Royall steid Fra Douer ouir vnto Sanct Bayis heid In Picardy and Flanders baith he had bene All Normandy and France hes he sene Anâ— Purseuant to King Edward in weir Bot he culd neuer gar him his armis beir Of greit stature and sumpart gray was he The Inglismen callit him bot Grymisbie To Wallace come and into Kyle him fand He tauld him haill the tythingis of Ingland Thay turnit his name fra tyme yat he him knew And callit him Iop of Ingyne he was trew In all his tyme gude seruice in him fand Gaif him to beir the armis of Scotland Wallace agane in Cliddisdaill sone he raid And his power semblit withouttin baid He gart command quha wald his pear tak Ane fre remit he suld gar to him mak For alkin deid that thay had done beforne The Perseis peice Schir Rannalds was worne Feill to him drew that bauldly durst abyde Of Wallace kyn of mony diuers syde Schir Rannald than send him his power haill Him self durst nocht be knawin in battall Agane Sutheroun for he had maid ane band Lang tyme befoir to hald of thame his land Adame Wallace past out of Ricardtoun And Robert Boyd with gude men of Renoun Of Cuninghame and Kyle come men of waill To Lanerk socht on hors ane thousand haill Schir Iohne ye Grahame his gude Cheualrie â–ª Schir Iohne of Tynto with meÌ„ yat he micht be â–ª Gude Auchinlek that Wallace Vnkill was Mony trew Scot with yair Chiftane culd pas Thre thousand haill of lyklie men in weir And feill on fute quhilk wantit hors and gâ—ir â–ª The tyme be this was cuÌ„mand vpon hand The awfull Oist with Edward of Ingland ¶ The Battell of Bigar TO Bigar come with sextie thousand men In weir weidis that cruell was to ken Thay plantit thair feill Tentis pauillonis Quhair clarions blew with mony michtie soundê Pleneist that place with gude victuall and wyne In Cartis brocht thair purueyance full fyne This awfull King gart twa Heraldis be brocht Gaif thame command in all the haist thay mocht To charge Wallace that he suld cum him till Without promis and put him in his will Becaus we wait he is ane gentill man Cum in my grace and I sall saif him than As for his lyfe I will vpon me tak And efter this gif he wald seruice mak He sall haue wage that may him weill suffice That Rebald wenis for he hes done supprise To my pepill oft vpon auenture Aganis me that he may lang Indure To this proffer ganestandand gif he be Heir I awow he salbe vangit hie Ane Èoung Squyar was brother to Schir Hew He thocht he wald ga disagysit to persew Wallace to se that tuke sa hie
tauld to him how thay eschaipit wair The Scottis all as swyne lyis drunkin thair Of Èour wicht wyne Èe gart vs hidder leid Full weill Èe may be vengit of thair deid Vpon our lyfis is suith that we Èow tell Returne agane Èe sall find thame Èour sell He blamit thame and said na wit it was That he agane for sic ane taill suld pas Thair Chiltane is richt meruellous in weir Fra sic perrell he can full weill thame beir For to seik mair as now I will nocht ryde Our meit is loissit thairfoir we man nocht byde The hardy Duke of Longcastell and Lord Souerane he said to our counsall concord Gif this be â—rew we haue the mair auaill We may thame win and mak bot licht trauell War Èone folk deid quha micht agane vs stand Than neid we nocht for meit to leif the land The King answerit I will nocht ryde agane As at this tyme my purpois is in plane The Duke said Schir gif Èe determynit be To moue Èow mait it effeiris nocht to me Command power agane with me to wend And I of this sall se ane finall end Ten thousand haill he chargit for to ryde Hâ—ir in this strenth all nicht I sall Èow byde We may get meit of bestiall in this land Gude drink as now we may nocht bring to hand Of West mure land the Lord had met yame yair On with the Duke he graithiâ— him to fair At the first straik with thame he had nocht bene With him he led ane thousand weill besene Ane Pikard Lord was with ane thousand boun Of King Edward he keipit Calice toun Thir tweir thousand vnto the toun can fair The twa Capitanis sone met thame at Bigair With the haiâ— stuf of Roxburgh and Berwike Schir Rauf Gray saw yat thay war Sutheroun like Out of the South approchit to thair sicht He knew full weill with yame it was not richt Aymer Wallance with his power come al 's King Edwardis man ane tyran Knicht and fals Quhen thay war met thay â—aâ—d nocht 〈◊〉 yair Bot deid Crocis and thay war spulÈeit bair Than meruellit thay quhair the Scottis suld be Of thame about apperance thay culd nocht se Bot spyis yame tauld yat come w t Schir Aymare In Dauidschaw thay saw yame mak repair The feill Sutheroun sone past to that place The watche was war and tauld it to Wallace He warnit the Oist out of the Toun to ryde In Roppis Bog he purposit to abyde Ane lytill Schaw vpon the ane syde was That men on fute out of the Bog micht pas The hors thay left into that lytill hald On fute thay thocht the Mos that thay suld hald The Inglis Oist had weill thair passage sene And followit fast with cruell men and kene Thay trowit yat Bog micht mak yame lytil vaill Growin ouir with Risp all ye sward was haill On thame to ryde thay ordanit with greit Ire Of the formest ane thousand in the myre Of hors with men ar plungit in the deip The Scottis of thair cuÌ„ming tuke gude keip Vpon thame set with straikis sad and sair Èœeid nane away of all that enterit thair Licht men on fute vpon thame derfly dang Feill vnder hors war smorit in that thrang Strampit in Mos and with rude hors ouir gane The worthie Scottis the dry land than hes tane Vpon the laif fechtand full wounder fast And mony grume thay maid full sair agast The Inglismen that besy was in weir AssailÈeit sair thame fra the Mos to beir On ather syde bot than it was na bute The strenth thay held richt awfully on fute To men and hors gaif mony greuous wound Feill to the deith thay stikkit in that stound The Pikard Lord assailÈeit scharply thair Vpon the Grahame with straikis sad and sair Schir Iohne ye Grahame with ane stif sword of steill His bricht byrneis he peirsit euerie deill Throw all the stuf and stikkit him in that steid Thus of his dynt the bauld Pikard was deid The Inglis Oist tuke plane purpois to fle In thair turning the Scottis gart mony de Wallace wald fane at the Wallange haue bene Of Westmureland the Lord was yame betwene Wallace on him he set ane awfull dynt Throw Basnet stuf yat na steill micht out stint Derfly to deith he left him in that place Swa the fals Knicht eschapit throw this cace Gude Robert Boyd hes with ane Capitane met Of Berwik than ane sad straik on him set Ouirthort the craig and keruit the Pesane Throw all his weid in sunder straik the bane Feill horsmen fled fast and durst nocht abyde Rebutit euill vnto thair King thay ryde The Duke him tauld of all thair Iourney haill His hart for Ire boldnit in bitter baill Heichly he hecht he suld neuer Londoun se On Wallace deith quhill he reuengit be Or lois his men agane as he did air Thus south he socht with greit sorrow and cair Than at the Kirk ane lytill tary maid Syne throw the land ouir Sulway fast he raid The Scottis Oist ane nicht remanit still Vpon the morne thay spulÈeit with gude will The deid corps syne culd to Braidwod fair At ane counsall thre dayis thay soiornit thair At the Forest Kirk ane meting ordanit he Thay cheisit Wallace Scottis wardane to be Craisting he suld thair panefull sorrow ceis He ressauit all that wald cum to his peis Schir William come that Lord Dowglas was Forsuke Edward at Wallace peax can as In that thirlage he wald na langer be Tribute befoir to Ingland payit he In contrair Scottis with thame neuer raid Far better cheir Wallace thairfoir him maid Thus treitit he and chereist wounder fair Trew Scottis men that fewtie maid him thair And gaif greitly feill gudis that he wan He warnit it nocht to na gude Scottis man Quha wald rebell and gang contrair the richt He puneist sair war he Squyar or Knicht Thus meruellously gude Wallace tuke on hand Likly he was richt â—air and weill farrand Manly and stout and thairto richt liberall Plesand and wyse in all gude generall To slay forsuith Sutheroun he spairit nocht To Scottis men full greit proffit he wrocht Into the South forsuith than passit he As him best thocht he reullit that countrie Schireffis he maid that cruell was and kene And Capitanis of trew wyse Scottis men Fra Gamyllis peth the land obeyit him haill To Vr watter baith strenth Forest and daill Agaâ—s him in Galloway hous was nane Except Wigtoun biggiâ— of lyme and stane That Capitane hard the reull of Wallace Away be sey he stall out of that place Leuit all waist and culd in Ingland wend Bot Wallace sone ane keipar to it send Ane gude Squyar and to name he was cald Adam Gordoun as the storie me tald ANe strenth thair was at the watter of Cre Within ane roche richt stalwart wrocht of tre Ane
gait befoir na man micht to it win But the consent of thame that dwelt thairin On the bak syde ane roche and watter was Ane strait entre forsuith thair was to pas To vesy it Wallace him self sone went Fra he it saw he kest in his Intent To win the hald he hes chosin ane gait That thay within suld mak lytill debait His power haill hes gart byde out of sicht Bot thre with him quhill tyme that it was nicht Than tuke he twa quhen that the nicht was dym Steuin of Ireland and Keirly that culd clym Vp sone thay went aganis that roche sa strang Thus enterit thay the Sutheroun men amang The watche befoir tuke na tent to that syde Thir thre in feir sone to the Portar thay glyde Gude Wallace than straik the Portar him sell Deid ouir the roche into the dyke he fell Leit doun the brig and blew his horne on hicht The buschment brak and come in all thair micht At thair awin will sone enterit in that place To Inglismen thay did full lytill grace Sextie thay slew in that hald was na ma Bot ane auld Preist and sempill wemen twa Greit purueyance was in that roche to spend Wallace baid still quhill it was at ane end Brak doun the strenth baith brig Bulwark all Out ouir the Roch thay gart the tymmer fall Vndid the gait and wald na langer byde In Carrik syne thay bownit thame to ryde Haistit thame nocht bot soberly can fair To Turnbery that Capitane was of Air With Lord Persee to tak his counsall haill Wallace purpoisit that place for to assaill Ane woman tauld quhen ye Capitane was gane Gude men of fence into the steid was nane Thay fillit the dyke with eird and tymmer baill Syne fyrit the hous na succour micht auaill Ane Preist thair was and gentill wemen yairin Quhilk for ye maner maid hiddeous noyis din. Mercy thay cryit for him that deit on tre Wallace gart slaik the fyre and let thame be To mak defence na ma was leuit thair He thame commandit out of the land to fair SpulÈeit the place and spilt all that thay mocht Vpon the morne to Cummok sone thay socht To Lanerk syne and set ane tyme of Air Mudoaris feill he gart be punist thair To gude trew men he gaif full nobill wage His brother Sonnis put to thair heritage To the blak craig in Cumnok past agane His houshald set with men of mekill mane Thre monethis thair be dwelt into gude rest The subtill Sutheroun fand weill it was ye best Trewis to tak for to eschew ane chance To further this thay send for Knicht Wallance Bothwell Èit that Tratour keipit still And Air all haill was at Lord Perseis will Throw greit supple of the Capitane of Air The Bischop Beik in Glasgow he dwelt thair Erll of Stanefurd was Chalmerlane of InglaÌ„d With Schir Aymer this Tratour tuke on hand To procure peax be ony maner of cace Ane saif Conduct thay purchest of Wallace In Ruglin Kirk the tryst thair haue thay set And promis maid to meit Wallace but let The day of this approchit wounder fast The greit Chancelar and Aymer hidder past Syne Wallace come and his men weill besene With him fyftie arrayit all in grene Ilk ane of thame ane bow and arrowis bair And lang swordis the quhilk full scharply schair Within the Kirk how sone he enterit had Vnto his prayer he past but mair abaid Syne vp he rais and to his tryist he went And his gude men full cruell of Intent In Ire he grew that Tratour quhen he saw The Inglismen of his face stude greit aw Wit reullit him that he did nane outrage The Erll beheld fast to his hie curage Forthocht sumpart that he come to that place Greitly abasit for the vult of his face Schir Aymer said this speiche Èe may begin He will nocht bow to na Prince of Èour kyn Assouerit Èe ar I traist Èe may speik weill For all Ingland he will nocht brek adeill His saif Conduct or quhair he makis ane band The Chancellar than proferrit him his hand Wallace stude still and culd na handis tak Freindschip to thame na liklynes wald he mak Schir Aymer said Wallace Èe vnderstand This is ane Lord and Chancellar of Ingland To salus him Èe may be proper skill With schort auise he maid answer him till Sic salussing I vse to Inglismen Sa sall thay haue quhair euer I may thame ken At my power that mak I God awow Out of Conduct gif that I had him now Bot for thy lyfe and all his land sa braid I will nocht brek the promis that is maid I had leuer at myne awin will haue the Without conduct that I micht wrokin be Of thy fals deid thow dois in this Regioun Than of pure gold ane Kingis greit Ransoun Bot for my band as now I will lat be Chancellar say furth quhat Èe desyre of me The Chancellar said the maist caus of this thing To procure peax I am send fra the King With the greit seill and voce of his Parliament Quhat I bind heir our barnage sall consent Wallace answerit ouir lytill mendis we haif Syne of our richt Èe occupy the laif Quytclame our land and we sall nocht deny The Chancellar said of na sic chargis haue I. We will gif gold or our purpois suld faill Than Wallace said in waist is that trauaill We ask na gold be fauour of Èour kyn In weir of Èow we tak that we may wyn Abaissit he was to mak answer agane Wallace said Schir we Iangill all in vane My counsall geuis I will na fabill mak As for ane Èeir ane finall peax to tak Nocht for my self that I bind to Èour Seill I can nocht trow that euer Èe will be leill Bot for pure folk that greitly hes bene supprysit I will tak peax quhill farther we be auysit Than band thay thus thair suld be na debait Castell and Toun suld stand in that ilk stait Fra that day furth quhill ane Èeir war at end Seillit this peax and tuke thair leif to wend. Wallace fra thame past into the west Maid plane repair quhair that him lykit best Èœit sair he dred that thay suld him dissaif This Indenture to Schir Rannald he gaif His deir Vnkill quhair it micht keipit be In Cumnok syne to his dwelling went he ☞ ✚ ☜ ¶ The Seuint part of this Buik declairis how Wallace brynt ye Bernis of Air and put Bischop Beik out of Glasgow slew Lord Persee Ca. j. IN Februar befell the samin cace That Inglismen tuke trewis with Wallace This passit ouir quhill Marche away was socht â–ª The InglismeÌ„ kest all ye wayis yai mocht With subtill and wickit Illusioun The worthie Scottis to put to confusioun Into Aprile the King of Ingland come In Cumbirland of pumfret fra his
Bischop than began tretie to ma Thair lyfis to get out of the land to ga Bot thay war rad and durst nocht weill affy Wallace in fyre gart set all haistely Brynt vp the Kirk and all that was thairin Attour the Roch the laif ran with greit dyn Sum hang on craigis richt duilfully to de Sum lap sum fell sum flotterit in the se Na Sutheroun on lyfe was leuit in that hald And thay within thay brynt in powder cald Quhen this was done thay fell on kneis doun At the Bishop askit absolutioun Than Wallace leuch said I forgif Èow all Ar Èe weirmen that repentis for sa small Thay rewit vs nocht into the toun of Air Our trew Barrounis quhen yat yai hangit yair To Abirdene than saifly can thay pas Quhair Inglismen besy flittand was Ane hundreth Schippis yat Ruther buir and Air To turs thair gudis in hauin was byd and thair Bot Wallace Oist come on thame suddandly Thair schaipit nane of all that greit nauy Bot feill seruandis in thame was leuit nane At ane Ebâ—sey the Scottis is on thame gane Tuik out the geir syne set the Schippis in fyre The men on land thay brynt baith bane and lyre Èœeid nane away bot Preistis wyfis and barnis Maid thay debait thay chaipit nocht but harmis Into Buchane Wallace maid him to ryde Quhair Lord Bewinout was ordanit to abyde Erll he was maid bot of schort tyme befoir He bruikit it nocht for all his busteous schoir Quhen he wist weill that Wallace cuÌ„mand was He left the land and couth to Slanis pas And syne be Schip fled in Ingland agane Wallace raid throw the North land into plane At Cromarrie feill Inglismen thay slew The worthy Scottis vnto him couth persew Returnit agane and come to Abirdene With his biyith Oist vpon the Lammes euin Stabillit the land as him thocht best suld be Syne with ane Oist he passit to Dundie ¶ How Wallace laid ane Seige to Dundie and how he gait battel at the brig end of Striuiling to Kirkinghame yat was Thesaurar to Edward King and to ye Erll or Warrane Ca. iiij GArt set ane Seige about the Castell strang I leif him thair and farther I will gang Schir Aymeir WallaÌ„ge haistir him full fast Into Ingland with his haill houshald past Bothwell he left was Murray is heritage And tuik him than bot to King Edwardis wage Thus his awin land forsuik for euer mair Of Wallace deid greit tythingis tald he thair Al 's Inglismen sair murnit in thair mude That loissit heir baith lyfe landis and gude Edward as than couth nocht in Scotland fair Bot Kirkinghame that was his Thesaurair With him ane Lord than Erll was of Warrane He chargit thame with numberis mony ane Richt weill besene in Scotland for to ryde At Striuiling still he ordanit thame to byde Quhill he micht cum with ordinance of Ingland Scotland agane he thocht to tak on hand This Oist past furth and had bot lytill dreid The Erll Patrik ressauit thame at Tweid Malice he had at gude Wallace befoir Lang tyme bypast and than Incressit moir Bot throw ane cace it hapnit of his wyfe Dunbar fra him scho held into that stryfe Throw the supple of Wallace into plane Bot he be meane gat his Castell agane Lang tyme or than and Èit he couth nocht ceis Agane Wallace he preuit in mony preis With Inglismen suppleit thame at his micht Contrair Scotland yai wrocht full greit vnricht Thair musture than was awfull for to se Of fechtand men thousandis war sextie To Striuiling brig past or thay lykit to byde To Erll Malcolme ane Seige thay laid yat tyde And thocht to keip the command of thair King Bot gude Wallace wrocht for ane vther thing Dundie he left and maid ane gude Chiftane With twa thousand to keip that hous of stane Of North land men and dwellaris of Dundie That samin nicht to Sanct Iohnstoun went he Vpon the morne to Schiref mure he raid And thair ane quhyle in gude array he baid Schir Iohne ye grahame said we haif vndertane With les power sic thing that weill is gane ThaÌ„ Wallace said quhair sic things cuÌ„mis of neid We suld thank God that makis vs to speid Bot neir the brig my purpois is to be And wirk for thame sum subtill Ieopardie Ramsay answerit the brig we may keip weill Of way about the Sutheroun hes lytill feill Wallace send Iop the battell for to set The Tuisday nixt to fecht withouttin let On Setterday vnto the brig thay raid Of gude plane buird was weill Ioyntly maid Gart wachis wait that nane suld to thame pas Ane wricht he tuik the subtillest that thair was And ordanit him to saw the buird in twa Be the myd trest that nane micht ouir it ga On Charnall bandis naillit it full sone Syne fillit with clay as na thing had bene done The tother end he ordanit for to be How it suld stand vpon the Rollaris of tre Quhen ane war out that the laif doun suld fall Him self vnder he ordanit thair with all Bund on the trest in ane Cradill to sit To lous the pyn quhen Wallace leit him wit Bot with ane horne quhen it was tyme to be In all the Oist na man suld blaw bot he The day approchit of the greit battall The Inglismen for power wald nocht faill Ay sex thay war agane ane of Wallace Fyftie thousand maid thame to battell place The remanent baid at the Castell still Baith feild and hous thay thocht to tak at will The worthy Scottis vpon the tother syde The plane feild tuik on fuit maid thame to byde Hew Kirkinghame the vangard than led he With twentie thousand of lyklie men to se Threttie thousand the Erll of Warrane had Bot he did than as the wyse man him bad All the first Oist befoir him ouir was send Sum Scottis man that weill the maner kend Bad Wallace blaw and said thay war anew He haistit nocht bot sadly couth persew Quhill Warranis Oist thick on the brig he saw Fra Iop the horne he hint and couth it blaw Sa asperly and warnit gude Iohne wricht The Rollar out he straik with greit slicht The laif Èeid doun quhen the pynnis out gais Ane hiddeous cry amang the pepill rais Baith hors and men into the watter fell The hardy Scottis that wald na langer dwell Set on the laif with straikis sad and sair Of thame thair ouir as than souerit thay wair At the foir breist thay preuit hardely Wallace and Grahame Boyd Ramsay Lundy All in the stour fechtand face to face The Sutheroun oft bak reirit in that place At the first straik fyue aiker braid and mair Wallace on fuit ane greit scharp speir he bair Amang the thickest of the preis he gais On Kirkinghame ane straik he choâ—â—n bais In the
Of this Regioun atanis for to Ring Ane King of Kyle for that he callit Wallace Lordis he said this is ane vncouth cace Be he sufferit we haue war than it was Thus rais he vp and maid him for to pas God hes vs toillit to do sa for the lait In lyfe or deith in faith we sall him haif Or gar him grant quhome he haldis for his Lord Or ellis war schame in storâ—e to record I vow to God with eis he sall nocht be Into this Realme bot ane of vs sall de Les than be cum and knaw his richteous King In this Regioun weill baith we sall nocht ring His lichtly scorne he sall repent full soir Bot power faill or I sall end thairfoir Sen in this eird is ordanit me na rest Now God be Iudge the richt he knawis best At that counsall langer he taryit nocht With twa hundreth fra sanct Iohnstoun he socht To the Counsall maid Instance or he Èeid Thay suld contene and of him haue na dreid I am bot ane and for gude caus I ga Towart Kingorne the ganest way thay ta Vpon the morne ouer Forth south thay couth pas On his veyage he haist it wounder fast Robert Lawder at Mussilburgh met Wallace Fra Inglismen he keipit weill his place Couth nane him treit Knicht Squyar nor Lord With King Edward for to be at concord On Erll Patrik to pas he was full glaid Sum said befoir the Bas he wald haue had Gude men come al 's with Cristall of Setoun Than Wallace was four hundreth of Renoun Ane Squyar Lyle that weill the cuntre knew With twentie men to Wallace couth persew Besyde Lyntoun and to thame tald he than That Erll Patrik with mony Lyklie man At Cokburnis peth he had his gaddering maid And to Dunbar wald cum withouttin baid Than Lawder said it war the best think me Faâ—â—er to pas in Dunbar or he be Wallace answerit we may at laiser ryde With Èone power he thinkis bargane to byde And of ane thing Èe sall weill vnderstand Ane hardyer Lord is nocht into this land Micht he be maid trew steidfast to ane King Be wit and force he can do mekill thing Bot wilfully he lykis to tyne him sell Thus raid thay furth and wald na langer dwell Be eist Dunbar quhair men thame tald on cace How Erll Patrik was warnit of Wallace Neir Innerwik cheisit ane feild at waill With nyne hundreth of lyklie men to waill Four hundreth was with Wallace in the richt And thay anone approchit to thair sicht Greit falt thair was of gude tretie betuene To mak concord and that full sone was sene Without reheirs of actioun in that tyde On ather part togidder fast thay ryde The stour was strang and wounder perrillous Contenit lang with deidis Cheualrous Mony thair deit of cruell Scottis blude Of this tretie the mater is nocht gude Thairfoir I ceis to tell the distructioun Pietie it was and all of ane Natioun Bot Erll Patrik the feild left at the last Richt few with him to Cokburnis peth yair past Aggreuit sair that his men thus was tynt Wallace returnit and wald na langer stynt Towart Dunbar quhair suithfast men him tald Na purueyance was left into that hald Nor man of fence all had bene with thair Lord Quhen Wallace hard the sicker trew record Dunbar he tuik all haill at his bandoun Gaif it to keip to Cristall of Setoun Quhilk stuffit it weill with men and gude vittaill Vpon the morne Wallace that wald nocht faill With thre hundreth to Cokburnis peth he socht Erll Patrik Ischit for byde him wald he nocht Sone to the Park Wallace ane range hes set To Bonkill wod Corspatrik fled but let And out of it to Norhame passit he Quhen Wallace saw it micht na better be To Caldstreme raid and ludgeit him on Tweid Erll Patrik than in all haist can him speid And passit by or Wallace power rais Without resting in Ettrik Forest gais Wallace followit bot he wald nocht assaill Ane range to mak as than it micht nocht vaill Quir few he had the strenth was thick and strang Twelf myle on breid and thairto twyis al 's lang Into Cokholme Erll Patrik baid at rest For mair power Wallace past in the west Erll Patrik than him graithit haistelie In Ingland past to get him thair supple Out throw the land richt eirnistly cout pas To Anthonie Beik that Lord of Durame was Wallace him put out of Glasgow befoir And slew Perse thair malice was the moir The Bischop Beik gart sone greit power ryse Northumbirland vpon ane awfull wyse Thay ordanit Bruce in Scotland for to pas To wyn his awin bot euill dissauit he was Thay gart him trow that wallace was Rebell And thocht to tak the Kinrik on him sell For fals thay war and euer Èit hes bene Lawtie and treuth was euer in Wallace sene To fend ye richt was all be tuik on hand And thocht to bring the Bruce fre to his land Of this mater as now I tary nocht With strang power Sutheroun togidder socht Fra Oyis watter assemblit haill to Tweid The land Oist was threttie thousand in deid Of Themis mouth send Schippis be the see To keip Dunbar that nane suld thame supple Erll Patrik past with twentie thousand but let Befoir Dunbar ane stalwart Seige he set The Bishop Beik and Robert Bruce baid still With ten thousand in Norame at thair will Wallace be this that fast was lauborand In Louthiane come with gude meu fyue thousaÌ„d Richt weill besene into thair armour bricht Thocht to reskew the Setoun bald and wicht Vnder Èœester that first nicht ludgeit he Hay come to him with ane gude Cheualrie In Doun Forest all that tyme he had bene He had the cuÌ„ming of the Sutheroun sene Fyftie he had of wise men into weir Thay tald Wallace of Patrikis greit affeir Hay said forsuith and Èe micht him ouirset Power agane richt sone he may nocht get My counsall is that we gif him battall He thankit him of comfort and counsall And said freind Hay in this caus that I wend Sa that we wyn I rek nocht for to end Richt suith it is that anis we mon de Into the richt quha suld in terrour be Erll Patrik thair ane Messinger gart pas Tald Anthonie Beik that Wallace cuÌ„mand was Of this tythingis the Bischop was full glaid Ane mendis of him full fane he wald haue had But mair prolong throw Laumyr mure yai raid Neir the Spot mure in buschment still he baid Quhair Erll Patrik than ordanit for to be Wallace of Beik vnwarnit than was he Èœit he befoir was nocht haistie in deid Bot than he put baith him and his in dreid Vpon swyft hors scurriouris raid betuene The cuÌ„ming than of Erll Patrik hes sene The hous he left and to the mure is gane Ane plane feild thair with his
message to him thay send agane And thair Intent thay tald to him in plane Wallace thame chargit fra his presence absent His Counsall callit and schew thame his Intent He and his men desyrit battell to haif Be ony wyse of Ingland ouir the laif Him self said first that war ane ouir hie thing Aganis my faith to reif my richteous King I am his man borne natiue of Scotland To weir the Crown I will nocht tak on hand To send the Realme it is my det be skill Lat God abone reward me as he will Sum bad Wallace vpon him tak the Crown Wyse men said nay it war derisicun To Crown him King but voce of Parliament For thay wist nocht gif Scotland wald consent Vther sone said it was the wrangous place Thus demit thay of mony diuers cace The Knicht Campbell of wit ane worthy man As I said air with thame was present than Hard and answerit quhen mony said thair will This war the best wald Wallace grant thair till To Crown him King Solempnitly for ane day To get ane end of all our lang delay The gude Erll Malcolme said yat Wallace micht As for ane day in fence of Scotlandis richt Thocht he refuissit it lestandly to beir Ressaue the Crown as into feir of weir The pepill all to him gaif thair consent Malcolme of ald was Lord of Parliament Èœit Wallace thoillit and leit thame say yair will Quhen thay had demit be mony diuers skill In his awin mynd he abhorrit with this thing The coÌ„mounis cryit mak Wallace crownit King Than semblit he and said it suld nocht be At termis schort Èe get na mair of me Vnder cullour our answer we man mak Bot sic ane thing I will nocht on me tak I will Èow suffer to say that it is swa It war ane scorne the Crown on me to ta Thay wald nocht lat the message of Ingland Cum thame amang or thay suld vnderstand Twa Knichtis past to the message agane Maid yame to trow wallace was crownt in plane Gart yame traist weil yat yis was suithfast thing Deliuerit thus thay passit to the King To Punfret went and tald that thay had sene Wallace Crownit quhairof yai Lordis war tene In barrat wox in Parliament quhair thay stude Than said thay all thir tythingis ar nocht gude He did sa weill in thir tymes befoir And now thair King he will do mekill moir Ane fortunate man na thing gais him agane And we gif battell we sall repent with pane Ane vther said and battell will he haue Or stroy our land na tresour may vs saue In his conquest sen first he couth begyn He sellis nocht bot takis that he may wyn For Inglismen he settis na dome bot deid Price nor pennyis may mak vs na remeid Ane Wodstok sayis Èe wirk nocht as the wyse Gif that Èe tak the anter of suppryse For thocht we wyn all that ar in Ingland The laif ar stark aganis vs for to stand Be Wallace saif vther thay compt bot small For thy me think it war the best of all To keip our strenthis of Castellis wallit toun Sa we sall fend the folk of this Regioun Thocht North be brynt better of souerance to be Than set all Ingland on ane Ieopardie Thay grantit all as Wodstok can thame say And thus thay put the battell to delay And kest thame haill for vther gouernance Aganis Wallace to wirk sum ordinance Thus Wallace hes in plane discomfeist haill Aganis King Edward all his haill battall For throw falset and his subtilitie Thay thocht he suld for greit necessitie And falt of fude to steill out of the land Than this decreit thair wit amang thame fand Thay gart the King cry all thair mercat doun Fra Trent to Tweid throuchfair and fre toun That in thay boundis na man suld vittall leid Sic stuf or wyne vnder the pane of deid This same decreit thay gaif in Parliament Of Scottis furth to speik is myne Intent Wallace lay still quhill fourtie dayis war gane Abydand thame bot apperance saw he nane Battell to haue as thair promeis was maid He gart display agane his baner braid Repreuit Edward richt greitly of this thing Bauchillit his Seill blew out on this fals King As recryand turnit bak and Èeid his gait Than Wallace maid full mony biggingis hait Thay raissit fyre brynt vp Northallartoun Agane throw Èœork schyre baldly maid yame bost Distroyit the land al 's far as euer thay ryde Seuin myle about thay brynt on ather syde And wrocht ye SutherouÌ„ mony werkaÌ„d wound Palicis spilt greit Towris can confound Wedowis weipit with sorrow in thair sang Madynnis murnit with greit mening amang Thay spairit nocht bot wemen and the Kirk The worthy Scottis of laubour wald nocht Irk. Gaif to Abbayis richt largely of thair gude To all Kirk men thay did na thing bot gude The temporall land thay spuilÈeit at thair will Gude Gardingis gay and greit Orchartis yai spil To Èœork thay went thir weirmen of Renoun Ane Seige thay set richt sadly to the Toun For greit defence thay garneist thame within Ane felloun salt without thay can begin ¶ The Seige of Èœork Ca. iiij DEuydit the Oist in four partis about With wachis fell that na man suld Isch out Abone the toun vpon the south part syde Thair Wallace wald and gude Lundy abyde Erll Malcolme syne at the west Èet abaid With him ye Boyd yat gude Iourneyis had maid The Knicht Campbell of Lochow yat was Lord At the North Èet and Ramsay maid thame ford Schir Iohn ye grahame yat worthy was in weir Auchinlek Craufurd with full manly effeir At the eist port baldly thay boun to byde Ane thousand archearis vpon the Scottis syde Dâ—leâ—erit thame amang the four party Fyue thousand bowmen in the toun for thy Within the wallis arrayit thame full richt Twelf thousand ma that semelie was to sicht Than said Wallace and Èone war on ane plane In feild to fecht me think we suld be fane Than sailÈeit thay richt fast on euerie syde The worthy Scottis that baldly durst abyde With speir and scheild for gunnis bad ya nane Within the dykis yai gart feill Sutheroun grane Arrowis thay schot richt feirs as ony fyre Out ouir the wallis that flawmit in greit Ire Throw birneis bricht with heidis of fyne steill The Sutheroun blude of freindschip nane yai feil Our schynand harnes schot the blude sa schene The Inglismen that cruell war and kene Keipit thair toun and fendit thame full fast Faggaldis of fyre amang the Oist thay cast With pik and tar of feill Sowis thay lent Mony war hurt or thay fra the wallis went Stanis of Springhaldis thay cast out sa fast And gaddis of Irne maid mony grome agast Bot neuertheles the Scottis yat war without The toun full oft thay set into greit dout
The Oist ressauit with vittall aboundand Baith breid and wyne richt glaidly furth yai gaif And vther stuf that thay lykit to haif Twentie dayis out the Oist remanit thair Bot want of vittall gart thame fra it fair Èœit still in peax the Oist ludgeit all yat nicht Quhill on the morne the Sone was ryssin bricht In till Apryll amang the Schawis schene Quhen that the ground was cled in tender grene Plesand it war to ony Creature In lustie lyfe this tyme for to Indure The gude wemen had fredome largely Bot fude was skant thay micht get nane to by Tursit Tentis and in the cuntrie raid On Inglismen full greit heirschip thay maid â—ryâ—t and brak doun biggingis spair thay nocht Râ—cht worthy Wallace law to grouÌ„d yame brocht All Mydiame land thay brint vp in ane fyre Brak Parkis doun distroyit all the Schyre Wyld Deit thay slew for vther beistis was nane Thie weirmen tuik of vennysoun gude wane Towart the south thay turnit at the last Maid biggingis bair al 's far as euer thay past The commounis all to Londoun ar thay went Beâ—oir the King and tald him thair Intent And said thay wald bot he gart Wallace ceis Forâ—aik thair faith and tak thame to his peis 〈◊〉 Herald thair than durst to Wallace pas Quhairof the King greitly aggreuit was Thus Edward left his pepill into baill Contrair Wallace he wald nocht gif battall Nor byde in feild for nocht that thay can say Gaif ouir the caus to Londoun past his way At men of wit this questioun heir I as Amang Nobillis gif euer ony was Sa lang in Ingland throw force or throw cace Sen Brutus deit but vittall bot Wallace Greit Iulius the Empyre had in hand Twyis on force was put out of Ingland Wicht Arthur al 's first of weir quhen he preuit Al 's twyis yai faucht suppois thay war mischeuit Awfull Edward durst nocht wicht Wallace byde In ane plane battell for all Ingland sa wyde In Londoun lay and tuik him to his rest And brak his vow â–ª quhilk hald Èe for the best Dâ—me as Èe list gude men of discretioun Richt clair it is to resolue this questioun To my sentence now breifly will I pas Quhan Wallace yus throw Èœork schyre iournaÌ„d was Vittall as than was nane left in the land Bot in housis quhait it micht be warrand The Oist heirof abaissit was to byde Fra fude skantit na plesance was that tyde Sum bad turne hame sum wald farther maie Wallace callit Iop and said to him richt thair Thow knawis the land quhair maist aboundaÌ„ce is Be thow our gyde and yaâ— we sall nocht mis. Vittall to find that I wait wounder weill Thow hes I traist of Ingland mekill feill The King and his to sâ—arâ— strenâ— his ar gane Bot Ieopardie now perrell haue we nane Than Iop said Schir be Èe gydit be me The plentiest part of Ingland Èe sall se Of wyne and quheit thair is in RochmoÌ„t Schyre And vther stuf of fude as Èe desyre Quhair of I trow Èe salbe weill content The Oist was glaid and hidderwart thay went Mony trew Scot was semblit in that land To Wallace come weill ma than nyne thousand Of presone part sum had in laubour wrocht Fra ather part full fast to him thay socht Wallace was blyith of our awin natiue kin That come to him of baill that thay war in And all the Oist of comfort was blyithar Fra thair awin folk was multipliand mair In Rochemont Schyre thay fand aboundance Of breid and aill with vther purueyance Brak Parkis doun and slew beistis mony ane Of wyld and tame forsuith thay spairit nane Throw out the land thay past in gude array Ane semely place sa fand thay in thair way Quhilk Ramiswauch hecht as Iop him self tald Fehew was Lord and Capitane in that hald Fyue hundreth men war semblit in that place To saif thame self and thair gude fra Wallace Ane Royall steid fast by ane Forest syde With Turatis fair and garratis of greit pryde Beildit about richt lyklie to be wicht With fyue greit Towris weill biggit to the hicht Feill men about on wallis buskit bene In gude armour that burnist was full schene The Oist past by and vesyit bot that place Èœit thay within on loud defyit Wallace And Trumpetis blew with mony weirlyke soun Than Wallace said had we Èone gallandis doun On the plane ground thay wald mair sober be Than Iop said Schir Èe gart his brother de In Herald weid Èe wait on Tynto hill Wallace answerit sa wald I with gude will Had I him self bot we may nocht him deir Gude men man thoill of harlottis scorne in weir Schir Iohn ye grahame wald at ane bikker bene Bot Wallace sone the perrell hes foirsene Commandit him to lat his feirsnes be We haue na men to waist in sic degre Wald we thame harme I knaw ane vther gait How we with fyre within sall mak thame hait For fyre hes bene ay felloun into weir On sic ane place it may do lytill deir Thair bulwark auld I se of widderit aik War it in fyre thay micht nocht stand ane straik Housis and wod heir is aneuch plentie Quha hewis best of this Forest lat se Pull housis doun we sall nocht wane adeill The auld tymmer will gar the grene byrn weill At his command full besely thay wrocht Greit wod in haist about the place thay brocht The Bulwerk wan thir men of armes bricht To the Barmkin laid tymmer vp on hicht Than bowmen schot to keip thame fra the cast Bot thay about had festinit fyris fast Wemen and barnis on Wallace loud thay cry On kneis thay fell and askit him mercy At ane quarter quhair fyre had nocht ouirtane Thay tuik thame out fra that Castell of stane Syne bet the fyre with brandis brym and bald The reid low rais full hie abone that hald Barrellis of pik sor fence was hungin thair All straik in fyre thair mischeif was the mair Quhen the bryme fyre atouiâ— the place was past Than thay within micht nouther schuit nor cast Al 's bestiall of nolt and hors within Amang the fyre thay maid ane hiddeous din. The armit men in harnes was sa hait Sum doun to ground duschit but mair debait Sum lay sum fell into the felloun tyre Smoâ—rit to deith and brynt vp bane and lyre The fyre brak in at all oppinis about Nane baid on loft sa felloun was the dout Fehew him self lap rudely fra the hicht Throw all the fyre can ouir the Barmkin licht â–ª Wiâ—h ane gude sword Wallace straik of his heid Iop hint it vp and turssit it fra that steid Fyue hundreth men that was into that place Gat nane away bot deit withouttin grace Wallace baid still with his power that nicht Vpon the morne the fyre had failÈeit micht Befoir the Èet
quhair it was brynt on breid Ane rod thay maid and to the Castell Èeid Straik doun the Èet tuik that thay micht win Iowellis and gold greit riches was thairin SpuilÈeit the place and leâ—t nocht ellis thair Bot beistis brynt bodyis and wallis bair Than tuik thay hir that was wyfe to Fehew Gaif hir command as scho was woman trew To turs that heid to Londoun to King Edwart Scho it ressauit with greit sorrow in hart Wallace him self thir chargis to hir gaiâ— Say to Èour King bot git I battell â—aiâ— At Londoun Èettis we fall assailÈe sair In this moneth we think for to be thair Traist in ye treuth will God we sall nocht faill Bot I desist throw charge of our counsall The south west part of Ingland we sall se Bot he seik peax or ellis bergane with me Vpon ane tyme he chargit me on this wise â–ª Richt busteously to mak to him seruice Sic sall he haue as he vs caus hes maid Than mouit thay withouttin mair abaid Deliuerit scho was fra this Cheualry Towart Londoun scho dicht hir ernistly Vnto the toun but mair proces scho went Quhair Edward lay sair mouit in his Intent His Neuoyis heid quhen he saw it was brocht Sa greit sorrow sadly vpon him socht With greit vneis vpon his feit he stude Weipand in wo for his deir tender blude The Counsall rais and prayit him to ceis We lois Ingland bot gif we purches peis Than Wodstok said this is my best counsall Tak peice ane tyme as for our a win auaill Or we tyne mair we slaik of our curage Efter Èe may get help be Èour barnage The King grantit and bad yame message send Na man was thair that durst to Wallace wend. The Quene appeirit and saw this greit distance Weill borne scho was of the richt blude of France Scho trowit weill yairfoir to speid the eirair Hir self purpoissit in that Message to fair Al 's scho forthocht that the King tuik on hand Agane the richt sa oft to reif Scotland And â—eill men said the vengeance hapnit sair Of greit murther his men maid into Air. Thus demit thay the counsall thame amang To this effect the Quene bownit to gang Quhen scho hes sene ilk man forsaik this thing On kneis scho fell and askit at the King Souerane scho said gif it Èour willis be That I desyre Èone Chiftane for to se For he is knawin baith hardy wyse and trew Perchance he wald erar on wemen rew Than on Èour men thay haue done him sic deiâ— Quhen he thame seis it muiâ—is him ay to weir It may nocht skaith suppois I do na vaill To help this land I wald mak my trauaill The Lordis all of hir desyre was fane Vnto the King maid Instance into plane That scho micht pasâ— the King with akwart will Half into Ire he gaif consent thair till Sum of thame said the Quene luifit Wallace For the greit voce of his hie Nobilnes Ane hardy man that is lyklie with all Greit fauour will of Fortoun to him fall Anent wemen is sene in mony place Sa happinnit in this tyme of Wallace In his rysing he was ane luifar trew And cheissit ane bot Inglismen hir slew Èœit said thay nocht the Quene wald on hir tak As for his lufe sic trauell for to mak Now lufe or leif or for help of thair land I mak reheirs as I in Scripture land Scho graithit hir vpon ane gudly wyse With gold and geir and folk at hir deuyse Ladyis with hir â–ª nane vther wald thay send And auld Preistis that weill the cuntrie kend Leif I the Quene to message reddy dicht And speik farther of Wallace trauell richt THe worthy Scottê amaÌ„g yair enemeis raid Distructioun greit vpoÌ„ yame haif yai maid Waistit the land about on ather syde Na weirman than durst in thair wayis abyde Thay Ransonit nane bot to the deith thame dicht In mony steid maid fyris braid and bricht The Oist was blyith and in ane gude estait Na power was that wald mak thame debait Greit riches wan of gold and gude thair till Leuing aneuch to tak at thair awin will In awfull feir thay trauell throw the land Maid biggingis bair yat thay befoir thame fand Greit Barmkinnis brak of steidis stark strang Thir wicht weirmen of trauell thocht nocht lang South in the land richt ernistly thay socht To Sanct Albanis bot harme yair did yai nocht The Pryour send i hame wyne and vennysouâ— Refreschit the Oist with fude in greit fusioun The nicht appeirit quhen thay war at that place Thay herbi yit than fra thyne ane lytill space Cheissit ane sâ—eid quhair thay suld byde all nicht Tenâ—s on ground and PauilliouÌ„is proudly picht Into ane vaill â–ª besyde ane Riuer fair On ather syde quhair wylde beistis maid repair Set wachis out that wyselie couth thame keip To Supper went and tymously couth sleip Of meit and drink thay ceis with sufficiance The nicht was schort ouir draif â–ª the dirkful chaÌ„ce ¶ How the Quene of Ingland come and spak with Wallace Ca. v. THe mery day sprang fra the Orient With bemis bricht Illuminit ye Occident Efter Tytan Phebus vprysit fair Heich in the Spheir the Signis maid declair Zephirus began his michtie morrow cours The sweit vapour did fra the ground resours The donk dew doun fra the heuin did vaill In euerie meid baith Firth Forest and daill The fresche Reuer amang the Rochis rang Throw grene branchis quhair byrdis biythly saÌ„g With Ioyous voce in heuinly harmony Than Wallace thocht it was na tyme to ly He blissit him syne suddandly vp he rais To tak the air out of his Tent he gais Maister Iohne Blair was reddy haistelie To Goddis seruice bownit richt reuerentlie Quhen that was done Wallace couth him array In his armour quhilk was baith gude and gay His schynand scheild yat burneist was full bene His leg harnes that claspit was full clene Pulanis greis he claspit on full fast Ane clois birny with mony sicker cast Breist plait Braissaris yat worthy war in weir Besyde him furth Iop couth his Basnet beir His glitterand gluiffis grauin on ather syde He semit weill in battell for to byde Ane gude girdill and syne ane buirly brand Ane staf of steill he grippit in his hand The Oist him blissit and prayit God of his grace Him to conuoy fra all mistemperit cace Adam Wallace and Boyd furth with him Èeid Endlang ane Riuer out throw ane flureist meid And as thay walk atouir the feildis grene Out of the South yai saw quhair yat ye Quene Towart the Oist come rydand soberly Fyftie Ladyis war in hir cumpany Waillit of wit and demit of Renoun Sum wedowis war and sum of Religioun And seuin Preistis that enterit war in age Wallace to sic did neuer greit outrage Bot gif to him yai maid
and had it vnderstand At this Herald he askit his credance With asper speiche and manly countenance And he him tald as I haif said befoir The Kingis desyre quhat neidis wordis moir â–ª The hie honour and the greit Nobilnes Of Èour manheid weill knawin in mony place Him lykis asweill Èour worschip to auance As Èe war borne ane leige man of France Sen his Regioun is flour of Realmis sene Al 's the greit band of kyndnes Èow betwene And sen this Realme standis in sic saiftie It war worschip his presence for to se Wallace consauit withouttin tarying The greit desyre of this gude Nobill King Syne to him said sa God of heuin me saue Heirefter sone Èe sall ane answer haue Of Èour desyre that Èe haue schewit me till Welcum Èe ar with ane fre harty will The Herald baid vnto the twentie day With Wallace still in gude weilfair and play Consumit the tyme with wirschip and plesance Be gude auyse maid his deliuerance With his awin hand he wrait vnto the King All his Intent as tuiching to this thing Richt riche rewaird he gaif the Herald to And him conuoyit quhen he had leif to go Out of the toun with gudly cumpany His leif he tuik and went vnto the sey Gude Wallace than hes maid his purueyance His purpois was to se the King of France Neirest but weir to Sanct Iohnstoun couth fair Ane counsall than he had gart ordane thair Into his steid cheisit ane Gouernour To keip the land ane man of greit honour Iames gude Lord the Stewart of Scotland Quhilk Father was as storyis beiris on hand To gude Walter quhilk was of hie parage Mariory Bruce syne gat in Mariage Thairof as now to speik I haue na space It is weill knawin thankit be Goddis grace â–ª And to the Herald withouttin residence How he appeirit vnto the Kingis presence Fra the Rochell the land sone hes he tane A touir the land he graithit him to gane Seikand the King al 's gudly as he may Sa to the Court he passit on ane day To Paris went as peirles of Renoun This King that tyme held Palice in that toun Quhen he him saw hes graithly vnderstand He speirit tythandis the weilfair of Scotland The Herald said into thir termis schort That all was gude he had the mair comfort Saw thow Wallace the Chiftane of that land And he said Èe that dar I tak on hand Ane worthyar this day is leuand nane In way of weir al 's far as I haue gane The hie worschip and the greit Nobilnes The gude weilfair plesance and worthynes The riche rewaird was michtie for to se That for Èour saik he kyithit vpon me And his answer in writ he hes Èow sent The King ressauit it with ane gude Intent O Royall Roy and richteous Crownit King Èœe knaw this weill be vther ma than me How yat our Realme standis in perplexite The fals Natioun that we ar Nichtbouris to Quhen pleissis thame thay mak vs ay ado Na band may be maid of sic sufficiance Bot ay in it thay find ane variance To wait ane tyme will God that I may be Within ane Èeir I will Èour presence se Of this answer weill pleisit was the King Leif I thame thus in Royaltie to Ring And glaid comfort richt as I haue Èow tald Of Wallace furth I will my purpois hald ¶ How Wallace past in France and faucht witâ— the Reid Reuar and vincust him Cap. ij INtill Apryll the ane and twentie day The Kalend changit as we vse to say The lustie tyme of Mayis fresche cuÌ„ming Celestiall greit blyithnes in to bring Principall moneth forsuith it may be sene The heuinly hewis vpon the tender grene Quhen auld Saturne his cluddy cours hes gane The quhilk hes bene baith bird and beistis bane Èœephirus eik with his sweit vapour Hie comfort hes be wirking of natour All fructeous thing into the eird adoun That reullit is vnder the hie Regioun Sober Luna in following of the se Quhen bricht Phebus is in his Chemeis hie The Bullis cours sa takin hes his place And Iuppiter was in the Crabbis face Quhen Aries the hait Signe Colerik Into the Ram quhilk hes his roumis rike Thetis had his place and mansioun In Capricorne the Signe of the Lyoun Gentill Iuppiter with his myld ordinance Baith herb and tre reuertis into plesance And fresche Flora hir floury mantill spreid In euerie vaill baith hoip hill and meid In this same tyme for thus myne Author sayis Wallace to pas of Scotland tuik his wayis Be schort anyse he schuip him to the sey And fyftie men tuik in his cumpany He leit na word than walk of his passage Or Inglismen had stoppit his veyage Nor tuik na leif at Lordis of Parliament He wist full weill thay wald nocht all consent To suffer him out of the land to ga For thy anone without witting of ma He gart foirse and ordane weill his schip And thir war thay past in his fellowschip Twa Wallacis was his kynnismen full neir Craufurd Cleland to him war haldin deir At Kirkeudbricht he ordanit his passage Seymen he set and gaif thame gudly wage Ane gude new Barge richt worthely wrocht for weir Thay waÌ„tit nocht of wyne vittal nor geir Wit Èe thay war ane gudly cumpany Of waillit men had wrocht full hardely Boneallies drank richt glaidly on ane morrow Syne leif thay tuik with greit God to borrow â–ª Boittis war schot and fra the land thame sent With glaid hartis atanis in thay went Vnto the Schip thay rowit haistely The Seymen than wirkand full ernestly Ankeris wand in wyselie on ather syde Thair leidis kest and waittit weill the tyde Leit Saillis fall and hes thair cours anone Ane gudly wynd out of the richt airth come Freikis on foirstam reullit weill thair geir Leidis on lebuird with ane Lordly feir Lynis laid out to luik thair passage sound With ful Saill yus fra Scotland Firth yai fouÌ„d Saillit haill ouir the day and al 's the nicht Vpon ye morne quhen yat ye Sone schynit bricht Thair Schipmaister vnto the Top is went South eist he saw that trublit his Intent Sextene Saillis arrayit on ane raw In collour reid that towart yame couth draw The glitterand Sone vpon thame schewit bricht The sey about Illuminit with the licht This maÌ„nis Sprite was in ane extasy Doun went he sone and said richt sorrowfully Allace quod he the day that I was borne Without remeid our lyfis ar all forlorne In curssit tyme I tuik this cure on hand The best Chiftane and reskew of Scotland Ouir reklesly I haue tane vpon me With waik power to bring him throw the see It forcit nocht wald God I war torment Sa Wallace micht with worschip chaip vnscheÌ„t Quhen Wallace saw and hard this maÌ„nis mane To
comfort him with gude will is he gane Maister he said quhat hes anoyit the Nocht for my self this man said pieteouslie Bot of ane thing I dar weill vndertane Thocht all war heir the Schippis in Bertane Part suld we lois set Fortoun had it sworne The best weirman in sey is vs beforne Leifand this day and King is of the see Wallace sone speirit wait thow quhat he may be The Reid Reuar thay call him in his style That I him saw O waryit be the quhyle For myne awin lyfe I wald na murning mak Is na man borne that Èone Tyran will tak He saifis nane for gold nor vther gude Bot slayis and drownis all derfly in the flude He gettis na grace thocht he war King or Knicht This sextene Èe ir he hes done greit vnricht The power is sa strang he hes to steir May nane eschaip yat cuÌ„mis in his dangeir Wald Èe him buird na buit is to begin The lakest schip that is his floit within May saill vs doun vnto the dulefull deid Than Wallace said sen thow can na remeid Tell me his feir and how I sall him knaw Quhat is his vse and syne go luge the law The schip men said full weill Èe may him ken Be graith takynnis full cleirly be his men His coâ—t armour is sene in mony steid All battell bown in rayment all of reid This formest schip that persewis vs sa fast Him self is in and will nocht be agast He will Èow haill quhen yat thay cum Èow neir Without tary than man Èe stryke and steir Him self will enter first full hardely Thir ar the Signis yat Èe sall tak him by Ane bar of Blew into his schynand scheild Ane bend of Quhyte desyrand ay the feild The Reid betakynis blude and hardyment The Quhyte curage Incressand his Intent The Blew he beiris for he is cristin man Sadly him answerit William Wallace than Thocht he is cristin this is na cristin deid Ga vnder loft ye Lord God mot vs speid Baith Schipmaister and Steirisman also Into the how but baid he gart thame go His fyfcie men withouttin langer rest Wallace gart ray into thair armour prest Aucht and fourtie on lufe buird laid thay law William Craufurd than to him can he caw And said thow can sum part of Schipman fair Thow hes bene vsit into the toun of Air. I pray the tak this doctrine weill of me Luik that thow stand still straitly be the tre Quhen thay bid stryke to seruice be thow bane Quhen I the warne lat doun the Saill agane Cleland Cousing cum tak the steir on hand Heir on the waill neir by the sall I stand God gyde our Schip as now I say na mair The Barge began with ane ful weirlyke fair Him self on loft was with ane drawin sword And bad yair Steirisman lay endlang the buird On loud he cryit stryke doggis or Èe sall de Craufurd leit draw the Saill a lytill we The Capitane lap in ful sone and wald not slynt Wallace hes him sone be the gorget hynt On the ouir loft kest him quhair yat he stude Quhill neis and mouth all ruschit turth of blude Ane forgit knyfe braithly he braidit out The weir schippis was lappit thame about The Barge clippit bot thay nocht festnit fast Craufurd drew Saill schot by and of thame past The Reuar cryit with pieteous voce full cleir Grace of his lyfe for him yat bocht vs deir Mercy he cryit for him that deit on Rude Laser to mend I haue spilt mekill blude For my trespas I wald mak sum remeid Mony saikles I haue gart put to deid Wallace wist weill thocht he to deith war brocht Fra thame to chaip on na wyse micht he nocht And of his lyfe sum reskew micht he mak Ane better purpois syne sone than can he tak And al 's he rewit for his lyfe had bene Ill In Latine toung richt thus he said him till I neuer tuik man that enemie was to me For Goddis saik thy lyfe Èit grant I the. Baith knyfe and sword he tuik fra him anone Vp be the hand as presoner hes him tane Vpon his sword scharply he gart him sweir Fra that day furth he suld him neuer deir Command thy men said Wallace to our peis Thair schot of gun that was nocht eith to ceis Thay castand war awfull on ather syde The Reid Reuar commandit thame to byde Held vp ane gluif in taikning of the trew His men beheld and weill that SenÈe knew Left of thair schot the Signe quhen yat yai saw His greitest barge towart him can he caw Lat â—e Èour weir thir ar freindis at ane I trow to God our werst houris ar gane He askit Wallace to do quhat was his will With schort auyse richt thus he said him till To the Rochell I wald Èe gart thame Saill For Inglismen we wait nocht quhat may aill He thame commandit for outtin wordis mair Turne Saill and wynd towart the Rochell fair For thair will God is our purpois to be Luik weill about for Sâ—urriouris on the se His charge thay wrocht in all the haist thay can Wallace desyrit to talk mair with this man Wyselie he speirit in quhat land art thow borne In France he said and all my Elderis beforne And thair we had sum part of heritage Thocht feirs Fortoun yus brocht me in ane rage Wallace answerit how come thow to this lyfe Forsuith he said bot throw ane suddand stryfe Sa happinit I into the Kingis presence Ouir recklesly to do ane greit offence Ane worthy man of gude kyn and Renoun That throw my deid was put to confusioun Deid of ane straik quhat neidis wordis mair All mendis it nocht thocht I repent it sair Throw freind in Court I chaipit of that place And neuer sen syne couth get the Kingis grace Feill of our kyn thay gart for my saik de Fra tyme I saw it micht na better be Bot leif the land that me behuifit on neid Vpon ane day to Burdeous I Èeid Ane Inglis Schip sa gat we on ane niche For sey laubour full ernestly vs dicht To me assemblit mysdoaris vther ma Within schort space we multiplyit sa Was few that micht contrair our power gang In tyrannie thus haue we rungin lang Thir sextene Èeiris I haue bene on the se And done greit harme thairfoir full wa is me I saifit quhene for gold or greit Ransoun Bot slew and drownit into the sey all doun Fauour I did to folk of sindrie land Bot Frenche men na freindschip in me fand Thay gat na grace al 's far as I micht Ring Al 's on the sey I cleipit was ane King Now se I weill that my Fortoun is went Vinâ—ust with ane that garris me sair repent Quha wald haue said this samin day at morne I suld with ane thus lichtly doun be borne In greit heithing my men
slauchter agane thay haue began Thay â—aifit nane vpon the Sutheroun syde That wappinis bair or harnes in that ryde Wemen and barnis the gude thay tuik yame fra Syne gaif thame leif in the rowme land to ga The Preistis al 's that was nocht in the feild Of agit men that micht na wappinis weild Thay slew nane sic for Wallace charge it was Bot maid thame fre at larges for to pas Riches of gold thay gat in greit plentie Harnes and hors that micht thame weill supple With Frenche folk pleneist the toun agane On the tent day the feild thay tuik in plane The Riuer doun into the land thay socht On Sutheroun men ful greit maistry yai wrocht Than quhen trew men to the King tald this taill Of Frenche men he semblit ane battall Twentie thousand of trew liegis of France His brother thame led was Duke of Orliance Throw Guyan land in rayit battell thay raid To follow Wallace quha maid bot lytill baid For Frenche supple to help him in thair richt Neir Burdeous or thay ouirtak him micht Gude Wallace was thair choâ—in hes ane plane For suÌ„ men tauld yat Burdeous with greit mane Within schort tyme thocht battell for to geif Bot fra thay wist that Frenche folk wald releif With greit power for helping of Wallace Vther purpois thay tuik into schort space In Dicardy sone message couth thay send Of Wallace cuÌ„ming thay haif tauld to ane end Of Glocester Capitane of Calice was The hardy Erll and maid him for to pas In Ingland sone and syne to Londoun went Of Wallace deid he tauld in thair Parliament Sum planely said that Wallace brak the peis Wyse men said nay and prayit thame for to ceis Lord Bewmont said he tuik bot for Scotland And nocht for France yat sall Èe vnderstand Gif our Indenturis speikis of ony mair He hes done wrang the suith Èe may declair Wodstok answerit said Èe haue spokin weill Bot contrair richt yat taill is euerilk deill Gif Èone be he that band for him and his May na man say bot he hes wrocht a mys For principally he band with vs the trew And now agane beginnis malice new Schir King he said gif Èe think euer to mak On Scotland weir on hand now Èe suld tak Quhill he is out or ellis it helpis nocht As Wodstok said the haill counsall hes wrocht Power thay raissit in Scotland for to ryde Be land and sey yai wald na langer byde Thair land Oist thay rayit sone in deid Thair vangard tuik the hardy Duke to leid Of Glocester that of weir had greit feill Of â—ong castell the Duke gouernit weill The myddill waird and to the fey thay send Schir Iohn Psewart yat weil ye northland keÌ„d â–ª The Knicht Wallange befoir the Oist in raid And sic ane way with euill Scottis men maid Mony Castellis he gart sone Èoldin be To Inglismen withouttin mair melle Or the best wist that it was weir in plane Enterit he was into Bothwell agane Schir Iohne Psewart that come in be the se Sanct Iohnstoun sone gat throw ane Ieopardie Dundie thay tuik and put Scottis men to deid In Fyfe fra thame was nocht keipit ane steid And all the south fra Cheuiot to the se Into the west thair micht na succour be The worthy Lord that suld haue gouernit this God hes him taue we trow to lestand blis His Sone Walter that bot ane Child Èit was Trew men him tuik and couth in Arrane pas Adam Wallace than wist of na supplie To Rauchlie went and Lindesay of Cragie Gude Robert Boyd in Bute maid residence For haistie dissait thay tuik thame to defence Schir Iohn ye grahame in Dundaf micht nocht byde Succour he socht to the Forest of Clyde The Knicht Psewart ane Schiref maid of Fyfe Schir Aymeiris brother and gaif for terme of lyfe Thay landis all that Wallange aucht befoir Richard Lundy had greit dreid throw yair schoir He lykit nocht for to cum to thair peis For thy in Fyfe thay wald nocht lat him ceis To pas ouir Tay as than it micht nocht be For Inglismen sair reullit that cuntrie Out of that land he stall away be nicht Auchtene with him that worthy war wicht And al 's his Sone that was in tender end Bot efter sone he couth weill wappinis weild At Striuiling brig or that the wache was set Thair passit he the way withouttin let In DuÌ„daf mure schir Iohn ye Grahame he socht Ane woman him tald as yan befoir was wrocht Vnto ane strenth he went vpon the morne Lanerk was tane with ÈouÌ„g Thomas of Thorne Hay and Lundy thay micht na langer remane Be south Tynto to ludge thay maid in plane Schir Iohn ye grahame gat wit yat yai war yair To thame he past withouttin proces mair Wallange gart bring fra Carlile cariage To stuf Bothwell baith wyne and gude vernage Lundy and Grahame gat with of that vittall Richt suddandly thay maid thame to assaill Fyftie thay war of Nobill Cheualry Aganis four scoir of Inglis cumpany Ane Squyar than keipit the cariage All Brankistuhait haill that was his heritage Lundy Grahame met with yat Squyat wicht Feill Inglismen derfly to deith thay dicht Sextie was slane vpon the Sutheroun syde And fyue Scottis sa baldly thay abyde Greit gude thay wan baith gold and vther geir Vittall and hors thus hapnit in this weir Syne yai haue sene weill lang yai micht not lest Into that land for thy thay thocht it best To seik sum place in strenth that thay micht byde For Sutheroun folk had pleneist on Ilk syde â—undyis ludge thay left vpon ane nicht Into the Lennox thay past the way full richt To Erli Malcolme that keipit that cuntrie Fra Inglismen throw help of thair supplie Setoun and Lyle into the Bas abaid For Inglismen sa greit maistrie had maid That all the South was tane into thair hand And How ye Hay thay send into Ingland And vther Airis to presoun at thair will The NorthlaÌ„d Lordis saw na help come yame till Ane Squyar Guthrie amang yame ordanit thay To warne Wallace in all the haist he may Out of Abirbrothok he passit to the se And at the Sluce land takin sone hes he In Flanderis land na residence he maid In France he past bot Wallace weill abaid On his purpois in Guyan at the weir On Inglismen he had done mekill deir Quhill gude Guthrie had gottin his presence He haistit fast and maid na residence He hes him tauld with Scotland how it stude Than Wallace said thir tythingis ar nocht gude I had exempill of tymes that is by worne Trewis to bynd with yame that is manesworne Bot I as than couth nocht think of sic thing Becaus that we tuik peice with thair fals King Be thair Chancellar the tother peice was bunâ—in And that full sair our foir Elderis
hardiment in hart Lord Stewart was at Cumyng greuit thair Hecht and he leuit he suld repent full sair The greit trespas that he throw mysknawlage Had gart him mak to Wallace in that place Of thair debait it was ane greit pietie For Inglismen than micht na blyithar be Haistit sa fast ane battell to the feild Thrertie thousand yat weil couth wappinê weild The Erll of Harthfurd was chosin yair Chiâ—tane The gude Stewart than to array is gane The feild he tuik as trew and worthy Knicht The Inglismen come on with full greit micht Thair feill meiting was awfull for to se At that counter thay gart feill Sutheroun de QueÌ„ speiris war spilt hynt out with swerdis sone On ather syde full douchtie deid was done Feill on the ground was fellit in that place Stewart and his can on thair enemeis race Blude bristit out throw mailÈe burnâ—st bricht Twentie thowsand with dreidful wappinis â—icht Of Sutheroun men derfly to deith thay ding The remanent agane fled to the King Ten thounsand than efter the deid eschewit With thair Chiftane vnto the Oist releuit Agane to ray the hardy Stewart Èeid Quhen Wallace saw this worthie Nobill deid Held vp his handis with humbill prayer prest O God he said gif Èone Lord grace to left And power haue his worschip to attend To wyn thir folk and tak the haill commend Greit harme it war that he suld be ouirset With new power thay than on him rebâ—t Be that the Bruce ane awfull battell rayir The Bischop Belk that oft had bene assayit Fourtie thousand vpon the Scottis to fair With feill effeir thay raisâ—t vp richt â—hair The Brucis Baner with gold and goulis cleir Quhen Wallace saw the battellis approchit neir The richt Lyoun aganis his awin Kynrike Allace he said the warld is contrair like This land suld be Èone tyranis heritage That cuÌ„mis thus to stroy his awin barnage Sa I war fre of it that I said Air I wald forsweir Scotland for euer mair Contrair Bruce I suld reskew thame now Or de thairfoir to God I mak avow The greit debait in Wallace wit can wald Betuix kyndnes and wilfull vow was maid Kyndnes bad him reskew thame fra yair sa Than will said nay quhy fuill wald thow do sa â–ª Thow hes na wit with richt thy self to leid Suld thow help him that wald put the to deid Kyndnes said Èit thay ar gude Scottis men Than will said wit the veritie thow may ken Had thay bene gâ—de all ane we had bene Be ressoun here the contrair weill is sene For thay me haâ—t mair than the Sutheroun leid Kyndnes said nay that schaw yai nocht in deid Thocht ane of yame be fals into thair saw Becauâ— of 〈◊〉 thow suld nocht lois thame aw Thay haue done weill into Èoâ—e felloun stour 〈◊〉 yame now and tak ane hie honour Will said thay wald haue reft fra me my lyfe I baid for thame in mony ane felloun stryfe Kyndnes said help thair power is at nocht Syne wreik on him that all the malice wrocht Will said this day thay sall nocht helpit be That I haue said fall ay be said for me Thay ar bot deid God grant thame of his blis Inuy lang syne hes done greit harme and mis. Wallace thair with turnit for Ire and tene Teiris for baill brist out fra baith his ene Schir Iohne ye Grahame mony worthy wicht Weipit in wo for sorrow of that Knicht Quhen Brucis battell vpon the Scottis straik Thair truell cuÌ„ming maid cowartis for to quaik Lord Cumyng fled to CuÌ„mernald away About the Scottis the Sutheroun lappit thay The men of Bute befoir thair Lord thay stude Defending him quhen feill stremis of blude All thame about in floitis quhaâ— thay Èeid Baithit in blude was Brucis sword and weid Throw feill slanchter of feill men of his awin Sone to the deid the Scottis war duirthrawin Syne slew the Lord for he wald nocht be tane QuheÌ„ Wallace saw yat yair gude men war gane Lordis he said quhat now is Èour counsall Twa choissis thair is I reid the best Èe waill Èœonder the King his Oist abandounand With Bruce and Beik in Èone battell to stand Èœone King in weir wyse and felloun hes bene Thair Capitanis al 's full cruell ar and kene Better of hand is nocht leuand I wis In tyranny Èe trow me weill of this Nor Bruce and Beik to quhat syde thay be set We haue ane chois quhilk is full hard but let And we turne eist for strenth in Louthiane land Thay stuâ—ane â—hace richt hard I vnderstand Tak we the mâ—re Èone King is vs befoir Thair is bot this withouttin wordis moir To the Torwod for our succour is thair Throw Brucis Oist forsuith first man we fair Amang vs now thair neidis na debait Èœone men ar deid we neid nocht stryue for stait Thay consent haill to wirk richt as he will Quhat him thocht best thay grantit to fulfill Gude Wallace than yat stoutly couth thame steir Befoir thame raid into his armour cleir Reullit his speiris all in aue number round And we haue grace for to pas throw yame sound And few be loist to our strenth will we ryde Want we mony in faith we sall abyde With thair armit hors fast on the Oist yai raid The reiâ—d than rais quhen speiris in sunder glaid Duschiâ— in dros â–ª â—untit with speiris dynt Fra forgit steill the fyre flow furth but stynt The felloun thrang quhen hors and men renewit Vp draif the dust quhair yai yair pithis preuit The tother Oist micht nocht yair deidis se â–ª For stour that rais quhill thay disseuerit be The worthy Scottis viij thousand doun yai baie Few was at eird that gude Wallace brocht yair The King cryit hors vpon yame for to ryde Bot this wyse Lord gaif him counsall to byde The Erll of Èœork said Schir Èe wirk ane mis To brek array Èone men quyte throw thame is Thay ken the land and will to strenthis draw Tak we the plane we ar in perrell aw The King consauit that his counsall was richt Reullit his Oist and baid still in thaâ—r sicht Or Bruce and Beik micht returne thair battall The Scottis war throw and had ane greit auail Wallace commandit the Oist suld pas away To the Torwod in all the haist thay may Him self and Grahame and Lawder turnit in Betuix battellis price and prowes for to win And with thame baid in yat place hunâ—rethis â—hre Of west land men vsit in Ieopardie Vpon wicht hors yat richt wyselie couth ryde Ane slop thay maid quhair thay set on ane syde Na speiris thay had bot swordis of gude steill Thair with in stour thay leit thair enemeis â—eill How thay full oft had preuit bene in preis Of Inglismen thay maid feill to deceis Or Bruce thairof micht weill persauing haif
twa yat was worth far mair meid Vpon this day with ane gude King to found Nor fyue Millioun of fynest gold sa round That euer was wrocht in werk or cunÈe bricht I trow in warld be nocht ane better Knicht Than was gude Grahame of treuth hardymeÌ„t Teiris thair with fra Wallace ene doun went Bruce said far mair on this day we haue loist Wallace answerit allace thay war euill coist Throw thy tressoun yat suld be our richtous King That wilfully distroyis thyne awin ofspring The Bruce answerit will thow do my deuyse Wallace said nay thow leuis in sic ane wyse Thow wald me mak at Edwardis will to be Èœit had I leuer ye morne be hangit hie Èœit sall I say as I wald counsall geif Than as ane Lord thow micht at lyking leif At thyne awin will in Scotland for to Ring To be in peice and hald of Edward King Of that fals King I think neuer to tak Bot contrair him with my power to mak I clame na thing as be tytill of richt Thocht I micht reif sen God hes lent me micht Fra the thy Crown of this Regioun to weir Bot I will nocht sic charge vpon me beir Greit God wait best quhat weir I tuik on hand For to keip fre that thow art ganestandand It micht be said of lang tyme beforne In curssit tyme thow was for Scotland borne Schamis thow nocht that neuer Èit did gude Thow Regnegat deuorar of thy blude I vow to God may I thy maister be In ony feild thow sall far rather de Than sall ane Turk for thy fals cruell weir Paganis to vs dois nocht sa mekill deir Than leuch the Bruce at Wallace ernistnes And said thow seis that thus standis the cais This day thow art with our power ouirset Aganis Èone King ouirhand thow may not get Than Wallace said we ar be mekill thing Starker this day incontrary Èone King Than at Bigger quhair he left mony of his And al 's the â—eild sa sall he do with this Or de thairfoir for all his mekill micht Into this feild we haue loist bot ane Knicht And Scotland now into sic perrell is stad To leif it thus I micht be â—allit full mad Wallace he said it approchis neir the nicht Wald thow the morne quheÌ„ yat ye day is licht Or nyne of Bâ—ll meit me at this Chapell By Donypace I wald haue thy counsell Wallace said nay or that Ilk tyme be went War all the men hyne to the Orient Into ane will with Edward quha had sworne We sall bergane or nyne houris the morne Of his wrang reif outher he sall think schame Or de thairfoir or fle in Ingland hame Bot and thow will sone be the hour of thre At that Ilk tryst will God I sall the se Quhill I may lest this Realme sall nocht forfait Bruce promeist him with twelf Scottê to be yair Than Wallace said stuid thow richteous to me Ane contrapeir I suld nocht be to the. I sall bring ten and for thy power ma I giâ— na force thocht thow be fâ—eind or fa. Thus thay depart the Bruce passit his way To Lynlithgow raid quhair y e King Edward lay The feild had left and ludgit be south the toun To Supper set as Bâ—uce at the Pauilloun Sa enterit in and saw vacand his seit Na watter he tuik bot maid him to the meit Fastand he was and bene in mekill dreid Bludy was all his wappinis and his weid Sutheroun Lordis scornit in termis rude And said behald Èone Scot eitis his awin blude The King thocht euill thay maid sic derisioun Bad haue watter to Bruce of Huntingtoun Thay bad him wesche he said that wald he nocht This blude is myne that hurtis maist my thocht Sadly the Bruce than in his mynd remordit The wordis suith Wallace had him recordit Than rewit he sair fra ressoun had him knawin That blude land suld baith haue bene his awin With thame he was lang or he gat away Bot contrair Scottis he faucht nocht fra yat day Leif I the Bruce sair murnand in his Intent Gude Wallace sone agane to his Oist went In the Torwod quhilk had thair ludging maid Fyris thay bet that was baith bricht and braid Of nolt and scheip thay tuik at sufficence Thairof full sone to get yame sustinence Wallace steipit bot schort quhyle and sone rais To reull the Oist on ane gude mak he gais To Erll Malcolme Ramsay and Lundy wicht With fyue thousand in battell yame he dicht Wallace Lawder and Cristall of Setoun Fyue thousand led and Wallace of Ricardtoun Full weill arrayit into thair armour clene Past to the feild quhair that the chace had bene Amang deid men seikand the worthyaist The Corps of Grahame for quhome yai murning maist QuheÌ„ yai him fand guid wallace him saw He lychtit doun him hynt befoir thame aw In armis vp behaldand his paill face He kissit him and cryit full oft allace My best brother in warld that euer I had My afald freind quhen I was hardest stad My hoip my heill thow was of maist honour My faith my help my strenthar into stour In the was wit fredome and hardynes In the was treuth manheid and Nobilnes In the was reull in the was gouernance In the vertew withouttin variance In the lawtie in the was greit largnes In the gentrice in the was steidfastnes Thow was greit caus of wyning of Scotland Thocht I began and tuik the weir on hand I vow to God that hes the warld to wald Thy deid sall be to Sutheroun full deir sald Martir thow art for Scotlandis richt and me I sall the venge or ellis thairfoir to de Was na man thair fra weiping micht refrene For lois of him quhen thay hard Wallace plene Thay caryit him with worschip and honour In the Fawkirk maid him ane Sepultour Wallace commandit his men thairfoir to byde His ten he tuik for to meit Bruce that tyde South west he past quhair that the tryst was set The Bruce full sone and gude Wallace is met For lois of Grahame and al 's for propir tene He grew in Ire quhen he the Bruce hes sene Thair salussing was bot bustous and thrawin Rewis thow he said thow art contrair thy awin Bruce said Wallace rebute me nocht na mair Myne awin deidis hes bet me wounder sair Quhen Wallace hard with Bruce yat it â—ind sa On kneis he fell fair countenance can him ma. In armis sone the Bruce hes Wallace tane Out fâ—a thair men in counsall ar thay gane I can nocht tell perfytlie thair langage Bot this was it thair men had of knawlege Wallace him prayit cum fra his Sutheroun King The Bruce said nay thair lattis me ane thing I am sa bund with witnes to â—e â—eâ—â—t For all Ingland I wald nocht â—aâ—s my Seill Bot of ane thing I hecht to God
heid fra the schulderis he draif Blair ouir the burd in the sey kest the laif Of his body than all the remanand Enterit and slew the Briggantis that yai fand The Schip thay tuik greit gold and vther geir That thay Reuaris had gadderit lang in weir Bot Maister Blair spak na thing of him sell In deid of armis quhat auenture that befell Schir Thomas Gray was Preist yan to Wallace Put in the buik how thame hapnit this cace That Blair was in and mony worthy deid Of quhilk him self had na plesance to reid Wallace gart reull the schip with his awin men And saillit furth the richt cours for to ken In the Sluce hauin quhill thay enterit be The Merchandis weill he helpit in saiftie Of gold and geir he tuik part that thay fand Gaif thame the Schip syne passit to the land Throw Flanderis raid vpon ane gudly wise Enterit in France and syne socht to Parise The glaid tythingis yat to the King was brocht Of Wallace cuÌ„ming it comfort all thair thocht Thay trowit be him to get redres of wrang The Sutheroun had in Guyan wrocht sa lang The Peiris of France war still at yair ParliameÌ„t The King commandit with haill and trew InteÌ„t Thay suld foirse ane Lordschip to Wallace The Lordis than all demit of this cace For Guyan was all haill out of thair hand Thay thocht it best for to gif him that land For weill thay trowit he had wrocht sa befoir He suld it wyn or ellis de thairfoir Alswa of it thay micht na proffeit haif This was the caus to Wallace thay it gaif This Decreit sone thay schew vnto the King Displesit he was thay maid him sic ane thing Of Guyan thus quhen Wallace had ane feill Na land he said lykit him half sa weill My chance is thus for to be ay in weir And Inglismen hes done our Realme maist deir It was weill knawin my defence richteous yair Richt haue I heir my comfort is the mair I thank Èow Lordis maid sic rewaird to me Èœour purpois is I sall nocht Idill be The King bad him be Duke of Guyan land To yat command Wallace was ganestandand Becaus that land was haistely to conqueis His thocht was ay to wyn it throw Goddis grace Bot neuertheles the King had maid him Knicht And gaif him gold for to mantene his richt And syne gaif charge to all weirmen in France Thay suld be haill at Wallace Ordinance And al 's of him he bad him armis tak Wallace forsuik sic changeing for to mak Sen I began I buir the Reid Lyoun And thinkis to be ay trew man to that Crown I thank Èow Schir of this mychtie rewaird Èœour men heirfoir sall nocht richt lang be spaird I think to quyte sum part Èe kyithit on me In Èour seruice or ellis thairfoir to de Gude Wallace thocht his time he wald not waist Vnto the weir he graithit him in haist All Scottis men that was into that land To him thay socht with thair fewtie and band Longoueill al 's ane greit power can rais In Wallace help this gude Knicht glaidly gais Ten thousand haill of Nobill men thay wair The braid Baner displayit of Scotland thair Thir weirmen sone vpon Guyan thay â—ure Brak biggingê doun quhilk had bene stark sture Sutheroun thay slew agane thame maid debait Brichtly on breid thay raisit fyris hait Schemon yai tuik that Wallace first had winin And slew all men of Sutheroun yair was fundin Into that toun Wallace his dwelling maid All thair about he wan the countrie braid The worthy Duke of Orlyance was Lord Semblit his folk into ane gude accord Twelf thousand than he had in armour bricht And thocht to help gude Wallace in his richt Leif I thame thus the Duke and Wallace baith And speik suÌ„ part how ScotlaÌ„d tuik greit skaith ¶ How Edward King of Ingland come in Scotland and maid haill Conqueis thairof Cap. iij. ☞ ✚ ☜ THe fals Inuy and the wickit tressoun Amang thame self brocht feill to confusioun The knicht wallaÌ„ge in scotland maid repair The fals Menteith schir Iohne withouttin mair Betuix thay twa was maid ane priuate band Sa on ane day thay met into Annand Of the Lennox Schir Iohne had greit desyre Schir Aymeir hecht he suld it haue in hyre To hald in fee and vther landis mo Of King Edward sa he wald pas him to Thus cordit thay and syne to Londoun went Edward was glaid to hald that pointment Menteith annone was bound to that fals King To further him to Scotland in all thing Syne passit hame and Wallange with him fure Quhill he was brocht agane ouir Carlile mure King Edward than in Ire and feirs outrage Be threttie dayis he raisit his barnage In Scotland past and thair na stopping fand Na Chiftane was that durst agane him stand For Menteith tald yai thocht to mak Bruce King All trew Scottis wald be pleist of that thing Èœit mony fled and durst nocht byde Edwart Sum into Ros and in the Ilis past part Bischop Sinklair agane fled into Bute With that fals King he had na will to mute Thus without straik the Castellis of Scotland King Edward hes tane into his awin hand Deuydit syne to men that he wald lyke Strenthis and touÌ„is to Ros throw ye Kingrike Baith hicht and vaill obeyit haill his will That he commandit thay purpois to fulfill The Bischoppis all Inclynit to his Crown Baith temporall and the Religioun The Romane buikis yat yan war in Scotland He gart yame beir to Scone quhair yai yame faÌ„d And but redeme thay brynt thame all Ilk ane Salisbery vse our Clerkis than hes tane The Lordis he tuik yat wald nocht of him hald In Ingland send the Nobill blude of ald Schir William lang Dowglas to Londoun send In strang presoun quhair throw he maid ane end Erll Thomas al 's that Lord was of Murray And Lord Fresar with him he send away Al 's Hew the Hay and vther airis ma He gart Wallange with yame in Ingland ga Na man was left all this mane land within Fra Edwardis peice was knawin of ony kin Setoun Lawder dwelt still into the Bas With thame Lundy and men that worthy was The Erll Malcolme and Campbell past but let In Bute succour with Sinklair for to get Schir Iohn Ramsay and Rothuen yai fled north To thair Cousing that Lord was of Fillorth He past with yame throw Murray landis richt Sa fand yai yair ane gentill worthy Knicht That Clement hecht full cruell ay had bene And fendit weill amang thair enemeis kene He thocht neuer at Edwardis will to be Into his tyme he gart feill Sutheroun de He led thir Lordis in Ros withouttin mair At the stok furd ane stark strenth biggit thair Keipit that lang richt worthely be weir To thair enemeis thay did full mekill deir Adam
tuik to his peis To Burdeous he past or he wald ceis On out biggingis full greit maistrie he maid Still twentie dayis at strang assailÈeing baid Forthis and werk that was without the toun Thay brak and brynt and put to confusioun Hedgis and alayis be laubour that was thair FuilÈeit and spilt thay wald na fruitis spair The Inglismen maid greit defence agane With schot and cast that mekill war of mane Of guÌ„nis thay war and ganÈeis stuffit weill All artailÈe and wappinis of fyne steill With men and meit within was buskit bene The greit Capitane was wyse cruell and kene Of Glocester the huge Lord and Here The Erll had bene ay vsit into were Keipit his men be wit and hardyment Without the toun yair durst nane fra him went The land without was neir waistit away Weirmen sa lang into the countrie lay In Wallace Oist sa scant was of vittaill Thay micht nocht byde na langer to assaill Than this wyse Lord the Duke of Orlyance To Wallace said Schir Èe suld ken this chance It standis ouir weill with yis fals sutherouÌ„ blude For on na wyse can we stop thair fude. The hauin thay haue and schippis at thair will Of Ingland cuÌ„mis vittall aneuch thame till The land is pure of vittall suld vs beild And Èe se weill al 's thay forsaik the feild Thay will nocht fecht thocht Èe all Èeir suld byde Èœe may of peice pleneis thir landis wyde My counsall is in plane anent this thing That Èe wald pas with worschip to the King Be his assent Èe may at laiser waill With prouisioun agane thame to assaill Wallace Inclynit and thankit this wyse Lord Than thay returnit all in ane gude accord Past vp in France with honour to the King And schew him haill the veritie of this thing And he thairof in hart was wounder glaid Frenche men befoir yat hundreth Èeir nocht had Of Guyan haill sa mekill in thair hand Wryting be than was new cuÌ„min of Scotland Fra part of Lordis and gude Bischop Sinklair Besocht the King into thir termis fair Of his gentrice and of his gudly grace For thair supple to counsall gude Wallace To cum agane and bring thame of bandoun And tak to weir the Crown of that Regioun This writ as than he wald nocht to him schaw Richt laith he was for freindschip feid or aw Wallace suld pas sa sone fra his presence Ane dwelling place he tuik to his residence In Schynnone still Wallace his dwelling maid And held about richt lykand landis braid Ane kene Capitane than clamit in heritage Office of it and greit landis in wage Thairfoir he thocht gude Wallace for to sla Vnder cullour sic maistrie for to ma. Lang tyme he socht to get ane day and place Said he desyrit in seruice to Wallace ANe tryste thay set with fyftene on the syde Fourtie thair by he gart in buschement byde Of men in armis quhen he with Wallace met Richt awfully he bad thame on him set Nane armour had Wallace men in that place Bot sword knyfe yai bure on yame throw grace Part of his men left neir ane Forest syde Richt busteously the Capitane said that tyde That Wallace held of his landis vnricht Richt soberly he said to that Frenche Knicht I haue na land bot quhilk the King gaif me My lyfe thairfoir hes bene in Ieopardie The Knicht answerit thy lyfe sall be forlorne Or ellis that land the contrair quha had sworne Abak he lap and out ane sword he drew The buschement brak quhen he that takin schew Gude Wallace thocht that mater stude not weill He grippit sone ane scheirand sword of steill And at ane straik the Knicht to deith he draif About sextene sone lappit all the laif Wallace and his sa worthely thay wrocht Full feill thay â—lew that â—airest on thame socht The Knichtis brother yat stalwart was strang And thocht thay suld be vengit or thay gang Of Wallace men sum part he woundit sair Mawand thair was into ane Medow thair Nyne stout Carllis all seruandis to that Knicht Syithis thay hynt and ran in all thair micht To the fechtaris or thay come neir that place Bot thame persauit richt weil hes gude Wallace Sa awfull thing of sic he neuer saw Thame to resist him self can to thame draw Into the stout left his men fechtand still To meit thay Carllis that come with egir will The first leit draw at Wallace with his Syith Deliuer he was and heich ouirlap it swyith Ane akwart straik hit the Churll on the heid Derfly on ground he hes him left for deid The tother he met ouir lap his Syith sa kene On the schulder al 's straik him in that tene Throw all the coist the Nobill sword doun schair The thrid he met with ane full awfull fair The groundin Syith at Wallace he leit draw This gude Chiftane clenely ouir lap thame aw With his guid sword he maid ane hiddeous wouÌ„d Left him for deid syne on the feird can found On the Rig bane in greit Ire can him ta Cleuit the coist richt cruelly in twa Thre formest Syithis yis gude Wallace ouir lap And four he slew yai saw sic was thair hap For ane man ay he slew at euerilk straik The last fled first this can thair power â—laik Wallace followis and sone the fyft ouirtais Straik him to deith that na farther he gais Syne sped him sone vnto his men agane Be than thay had the Knichtis brother slane Fyftie and sex derfly to deith was dicht Except seuin men that fled out of thair sicht Fyue Mawaris al 's that Wallace self with met To Frenchemen sen syne na sic tryst set Becaus that thay him brocht to sic ane cace The King hard tell weill chaipit was Wallace Send for him sone syne prayit him for to be Of his houshald and leif in gude saiftie For weill he saw thay had him at Inuy Still with him self he gart him byde for thy Twa Èeiris thair Wallace with myrth abaid Still into France mony gude Iourney maid The King him pleisit in all his gudly mane Fra him he thocht he suld nocht part agane Lordis and Ladyis honourit him reuerently Wretchis and Schrewis ay had him at Inuy ¶ How Wallace slew the twa Campiounis Cap. iâ— TWa Campiounis yat time dwelt w t ye King Had greit despite at Wallace in all thing Togidder Èeid ay thir twa Campiounis Of felloun force and thrawart conditiounis Richt greit despite thay spak ay of Scotland Quhill on ane day it hapnit vpon hand Wallace and thay war leuit thame allane Be auenture into ane hous of stane Thay vsit to beir na wappinis in that hall Thay trowit thairfoir ane mys yai micht not fall Thair commonnit thay of Scotland scornefully Than Wallace said Èe wrang vs vtterly Sen we ar
Thre hundreth yair was graithit to yair graif The hardy Bruce ane Oist abandounit Threttie thousand he reullit be force and wit Vpon the Scottis his men for to reskew Seruit thay war with gude speiris anew And Bischop Beik ane stuf to him to be Quhen gude Wallace thair ordinance can se Allace he said Èone man hes mekill micht And ouir gude will to vndo his awin richt He bad his men towart the Oist in ryde Thame for to saif he wald behind thame byde Mekill he trowit in God and his awin deid To saif his men into his douchtie weid Vpon him self mekill trauell he tais The greit battell compleit vpon him gais In the foir brunt he returuit full oft Quhome euer he hit thair sauchning was vnsoft That day in waâ—ld knawin was nocht his maik Ane Sutheroun man ay he slew at ane straik Bot his awin strenth micht not aganis yame be Towart his Oist behouit him to fle The Bruce him hurt at his returning thair Vnder the hanche ane deip wound and ane sair Blude bristit out braâ—thly ane speiris lenth Fra the greit Oist he fled towart his strenth Sic ane slear befoir was neuer sene Nocht at Gaderis of Gaudifere the kene Quhen Alexander reskewit the Forreouris Micht nocht to him be compairit in thay houris The feill turning of forâ—eouris he maid How bandounly befoir the Oist he baid Nor how gude Grahame with cruell hardymenâ— Nor how Lawder amang his fais went How thame allane into the stour thay stude Quhill Wallace was in stanching of his vsude Be than he had stemmit full weill his wound With thre hundreth vnto the feild can found To reskew Grahame and Lawder y t was wicht Bot Bischop Beâ—k come with sic strenth slicht The worthy Scottis thay reirit far on bak Seuin aikir breid in turning of thair bak Èœit was thay twa thair delyuerit weill Be his a win hand and ane gude sword of steill The awfull Bruce amang yame with greit mane At the reskew thre Scottismen hes slane Quhome he hit richt ay at ane straik was deid Wallace preissit in thairfoir to set remeid With ane gude speir ye Bruce was seruit but baid With greit â—nuy to Wallace fast he raid And he to him assoâ—Èoit nocht for thy The Bruce him myst as Wallace passit by Akwart he straik with his schairp groundin glaif Speir and hors craig he all in sunder draif Bruce was at eird or Wallace turnit about The greit battell of Sutheroun sterne and stout Thay horsit Bruce with men of greit valour Wallace allane was in that stalwart stour Grahame preissit in and straik ane Inglis Knicht Befoir the Bruce vpon the Basnet bricht That fruell stuf and all his vther weid Baith bane braune ye nobill sword throw Èeid The Knicht was deid gude grahame returnit tite Ane subtell Knicht yair at had greit despite Followit at wait and hes persauit weill Grahamis birny to narrow was sum deill Beneth the waist at clois it micht nocht be On the fillat full sternly straik that he Peirsit the bak in the bowellis him bair With ane schairp speir that he micht leif na mair Grahame turnit thair smoit that Knicht in tene Throw the Visair ane lytill beneth the ene Deid of that dynt to the ground he duschit doun Schir Iohne ye Grahame swounit on his arsoun Or he ouircome to pas to his party Feill Sutheroun men that was on fuit him by Stikkit his hors that he na farther Èeid Grahame Èald to God his gude sprite his deid QuheÌ„ Wallace saw yis guid Knicht to deid brocht The pieteous pane sa fair thirlit his thocht All out of kynd it alterit his curage His wit in weir was than bot ane wod rage The hors him bair in feild quhair sa him list For of him self as than lytill he wist Lyke ane wod beist that war fra ressoun rent As wiâ—les wy into the Oist he went Dingand on hard quhat Sutheroun he richt hit Straucht vpon hors agane micht neuer sit Into that rage full feill solk he dang doun All him about was reddit ane greit roume Quhen Bruce persauit with Wallace it stude sa He chargit men lang speiris for to ta And slay his hors sa he culd nocht eschaip Feill Sutheroun yan to Wallace can yameschaip Peirsit his hors with speiris on ather syde Woundis yai maid yat war baith deip and wyde Of schaftis part Wallace in sunder schair Bot feill heidis into his hors left thair Sum wit agane to Wallace can redoun In his awin mynd sa reullit him ressoun Sa for to de he thocht it na vaâ—age Than for to fle he tuik intill ane rage Spurrit the hors he ran in ane randoun To his awin folk was bydand on Caroun The sey was in thay stoppit and still stude On loud he cryit and bad thame tak ye flude Togidder byde Èe may nocht lois ane man At his command thay tuik the watter than He returnit the entrie for to keip Quhill all the Oist was passit ouir the deip Syne followit fast and dred his hors suld faill Him self was cled in heuy plait of maill Thocht he couth swoume he trowit he micht nocht weill The cleir watter cuillit the hors sum deill Atouir the flude he bair him to the land Syne fell doun deid and micht na langer stâ—â—d Keirly full sone ane Cuirsour to him brocht Than vp he lap amang the Oist he socht Grahame was away and vther fyftene wicht On Magdalene day thir folk to deith was dicht Threttie thousand of Inglismen for trew The worthy Scottis vpon that day thay slew Quhat be Stewart and syne be wicht Wallace For all his price King Edward rewit that race To the Torwod he bad the Oist suld ryde Keirly and he passit on Caroun syde Behaldand ouir vpon the south party Bruce formest come and couth on Wallace cry Quhat art thow thair ane man Wallace can say The Bruce answerit that hes thow preuit to day Abyde he said thow neidis nocht now to fle Wallace answerit I eschewit nocht for the. Bot that thy power hes neir thyne awin vndone Amendis will God heirof we sall haue sone Langage of the the Bruce sayis I desyre Say furth quod he thow may for lytill hyre Ryde fra thy Oist and gar yame byde with Beik I wald fane heir quhat thow lykis to speik The Oist baid still the Bruce passit yame fra Na man with him bot ane Scot yat hecht Ra. Quhen that the Bruce out of thair heiring were He turnit in hy and this questioun can spere Quhy wirkis thow thus micht in gude peice be Than Wallace said bot in defalt of the. Throw thy falset thyne awin wit is myskend I clame na richt bot wald this land defend That thow vndois throw thy fals cruell deid Thow hes tint