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The Brus Book Vii - Poem by John Barbour | Urdu Poetry

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The Brus Book Vii - Poem by John Barbour
The king towart the wod is gane 
Wery forswayt and will of wane 
Intill the wod sone entryt he 
And held doun towart a vale 
5 Quhar throu the woid a watter ran. 
Thidder in gret hy wend he than 
And begouth for to rest him thar 
And said he mycht no forthirmar. 
His man said, 'Schyr, it may nocht be. 
10 Abyd ye her ye sall son se 
Fyve hunder yarnand you to sla, 
And thai ar fele aganys us twa. 
And sen we may nocht dele with mycht 
Help us all that we may with slycht.' 
15 The king said, 'Sen that thou will sua, 
Ga furth, and I sall with the ga. 
Bot Ik haiff herd oftymys say 
That quha endlang a watter ay 
Wald waid a bow-draucht he suld ger 
20 Bathe the slouth-hund and his leder 
Tyne the sleuth men gert him ta. 
Prove we giff it will now do sa, 
For war yone devillis hund away 
I roucht nocht off the lave perfay.' 
25 As he dyvisyt thai haiff doyn 
And entryt in the watter sone 
And held down endlang thar way, 
And syne to the land yeid thai 
And held thar way as thai did er. 
30 And Jhone off Lorn with gret affer 
Come with hys rout rycht to the place 
Quhar that his fyve men slane was. 
He menyt thaim quhen he thaim saw 
And said eftre a litill thraw 
35 That he suld veng thar bloude, 
Bot otherwayis the gamyn youde. 
Thar wald he mak na mar dwelling 
Bot furth in hy folowit the king. 
Rycht to the burn thai passyt war, 
40 Bot the sleuth-hund maid styntyn thar 
And waveryt lang tyme to and fra 
That he na certane gate couth ga, 
Till at the last that Jhon of Lorn 
Persavyt the hund the slouth had lorn 
45 And said, 'We haiff tynt this travaill. 
To pas forthyr may nocht availe 
For the void is bath braid and wid 
And he is weill fer be this tid, 
Tharfor is gud we turn agayn 
50 And waist no mar travaill in vayne.' 
With that relyit he his mengye 
And his way to the ost tuk he. 

[An alternative account of the escape] 

Thus eschapyt the nobill king, 
Bot sum men sayis this eschaping 
55 Apon ane other maner fell 
Than throu the wading, for thai tell 
That the king a gud archer had, 
And quhen he saw his lord sua stad 
That he wes left sa anerly 
60 He ran on sid alwayis him by 
Till he into the woude wes gane. 
Than said he till him selff allane 
That he arest rycht thar wald ma 
To luk giff he the hund mycht sla, 
65 For giff the hund mycht lest in lyve 
He wyst rycht weile that thai wald dryve 
The kingis trace till thai him ta, 
Than wyst he weile thai wald him sla. 
And for bhe wald his lord succur 
70 He put his liff in aventur, 
And stud intill a busk lurkand 
Till that the hund come at his hand 
And with ane arow sone him slew 
And throu the woud syne him withdrew. 
75 Bot quhether this eschaping fell 
As I tauld fyrst or I now tell, 
I wate weill without lesing 
That at the burn eschapyt the king. 

[Three men with a wethertry to kill the king 
and kill his foster-brother] 

The king has furth his wayis tane, 
80 And Jhon of Lorn agayne is gane 
To Schyr Aymer that fra the chace 
With his men repayryt was 
That sped lytill in thar chassyng 
Thoucht at thai maid gret folowing 
85 Full egrely thai wan bot small, 
Thar fayis ner eschapyt all. 
Men sayis Schyr Thomas Randell than 
Chassand the kingis baner wan, 
Quharthrou in Ingland with the king 
90 He had rycht gret price and loving. 
Quhen the chasseris relyit war 
And Jhon of Lorn had met thaim thar 
He tauld Schyr Aymer all the cas, 
How that the king eschapyt was 
95 And how that he his fyve men slew 
And syne to the wode him drew. 
Quhen Schyr Aymer herd this, in hy 
He sanyt him for the ferly 
And said, 'He is gretly to prys, 
100 For I knaw nane that liffand is 
That at myscheyff gan help him sua. 
I trow he suld be hard to sla 
And he war bodyn evynly.' 
On this wis spak Schyr Aymery, 
105 And the gud king held furth his way 
Betwix him and his man quhill thai 
Passyt out throu the forest war. 
Syne in the more thai entryt ar 
That wes bathe hey and lang and braid, 
110 And or thai halff it passyt had 
Thai saw on syd the men cummand 
Lik to lycht men and waverand, 
Swerdis thai had and axiys als 
And ane off thaim apon his hals 
115 A mekill boundyn wether bar. 
Thai met the king and halist him thar, 
And the king tthaim thar hailsing yauld 
And askyt thaim quhether thai wauld. 
Thai said Robert the Bruys thai socht, 
120 For mete with him giff that thai moucht 
Thar dwelling with him wauld thai ma. 
The king said, 'Giff that ye will sua, 
Haldys furth your way with me 
And I sall ger you sone him se.' 
125 Thai persavyt be his speking 
That he wes the selvyn Robert king, 
And chaungyt contenance and late 
And held nocht in the fyrst state, 
For thai war fayis to the king 
130 And thocht to cum into Sculking 
And dwell with him quhill that thai saw 
Thar poynt, and bryng him than off daw. 
Thai grantyt till his spek forthi, 
Bot the king that wes witty 
135 Persavyt weill be thar having 
that thai luffyt him nathing 
And said, 'Falowis, ye mon all thre, 
Forthir aquent till that we be, 
All be yourselvyn forrouth ga, 
140 And on the samyn wys we twa 
Sall folow behind weill ner.' 
Quod thai, 'Schyr, it is na myster 
To trow in us ony ill.' 
'Nane do I,' said he, 'bot I will 
145 That yhe ga forrourth thus quhill we 
Better with othyr knawin be.' 
'We grant,' thai said, 'sen ye will sua.' 
And furth apon thar gate gan ga. 
Thus yeid thai till the nycht wes ner, 
150 And than the formast cummyn wer 
Till a waist husbandis hous, and thar 
Thai slew the wethir that thai bar 
And slew fyr for to rost thar mete, 
And askyt the king giff he wald ete 
155 And rest him till the mete war dycht. 
The king that hungry was, Ik hycht, 
Assentyt till thar spek in hy, 
Bot he said he wald anerly 
Betwix him and his fallow be 
160 At a fyr, and thai all thre 
In the end off the hous suld ma 
Ane other fyr, and thai did sua. 
Thai drew thaim in the hous end 
And halff the wethir till him send. 
165 And thai rostyt in hy thar mete 
And fell rycht freschly for till ete, 
For the king weill lang fastyt had 
And had rycht mekill travaill mad, 
Tharfor he eyt full egrely 
170 And quhen he had etyn hastily 
He had to slep sa mekill will 
That he mocht set na let thartill, 
For quhen the vanys fillyt ar 
Men worthys hevy evermar 
175 And to slepe drawys hevynes. 
The king that all fortravaillyt wes 
Saw that him worthyt slep nedwayis. 
Till his foser-broder he sayis, 
'May I traist in the me to waik 
180 Till Ik a litill sleping tak.' 
'Ya, schyr,' he said, 'till I may dre.' 
The kingbthen wynkyt a litill wey, 
And slepyt nocht full encrely 
Bot gliffnyt up oft sodanly, 
185 For he had dreid of thai thre men 
That at the tother fyr war then. 
That thai his fais war he wyst, 
Tharfor he slepyt as foule on twyst. 
The king slepyt bot a litill than 
190 Quhen sic slep fell on his man 
That he mycht nocht hald up his ey, 
Bot fell in slep and rowtyt hey. 
Now is the king in gret perile 
For slep he sua a litill quhile 
195 He sall be ded fotoutyn dreid, 
For the thre tratouris tuk gud heid 
that he on slep wes and his man. 
In full gret hy thai rais up than 
And drew thar swerdis hastily 
200 And went towart the king in hy 
Quhen that thai saw him sleip sua, 
And slepand thocht thai wald him sla. 
Till him thai yeid a full gret pas, 203* 
Bot in that tym throu Goddis grace 204* 
205 The king up blenkit hastily 203 
And saw his man slepand him by 
And saw cummand the tother thre. 
Deliverly on fut gat he 
And drew his swerd out and thaim mete, 
210 And as he yude his fute he set 208 
Apon his man weill hevily. 
He waknyt and rais disily, 
For the slep maistryt hym sway 
That or he gat up ane off thai 
215 That com for to sla the king 213 
Gaiff hym a strak in his rysing 
Sua that he mycht help him no mar. 
The king sa straitly stad wes thar 
That he wes never yeit sa stad, 
220 Ne war the armyng that he had 218 
He had bene dede foroutyn wer. 
Bot nocht-forthi on sic maner 
He helpyt him in that bargane 
That thai thre tratouris he has slan 
225 Throu Goddis grace and his manheid. 223 
Hys fostyr brother thar wes dede, 
Then wes he wondre will of wayn 
Quhen he saw him left allane. 
His foster broder meny he 
230 And waryit all the tother thre, 228 
And syne his way tuk him allane 
And rycht towart his tryst is gane. 

[The king goes to a house, where the goodwife gives him her two sons; 
he meets his companions and they take an enemy force in a 
village by surprise] 

The king went furth way and angri 
Menand his man full tenderly 
235 And held his way all him allane, 233 
And rycht towart the hous is gan 
Quhar he set tryst to meit his men. 
It wes weill inwyth nycht be then, 
He come sone in the hous and fand 
240 The houswyff on the benk sittand 238 
That askit him quhat he was 
And quhen he come and quethir he gais. 
'A travailland man, dame,' said he, 
'That travaillys throu the contre.' 
245 Scho said, 'All that travailland er 243 
For ane his sak ar welcum her.' 
The king said, 'Gud dame, quhat is he 
That gerris you haiff sik specialte 
To men that travaillis?' 'Schyr, perfay,' 
250 Quod the gud-wyff, 'Isall you say, 248 
The King Robert the Bruys is he, 
That is rycht lord off this countre. 
His fayis now haldis him in thrang, 
Bot I think to se or ocht lang 
255 Him lord and king our all the land 253 
That na fayis sall him withstand.' 
'Dame, luffis thou him sa weil,' said he. 
'Ya, schyr,' said scho, 'sa God me se.' 
'Dame,' said he, 'hym her the by, 
260 For Ik am he, I say the soithly, 258 
Yha certis, dame.' 'And quhar ar gane 
Your men quhen ye ar thus allane?' 
'At this tyme, dame, Ik haiff no ma.' 
Scho said, 'It may na wys be swa. 
265 Ik haiff twa sonnys wycht and hardy, 263 
Thai sall becum your men in hy.' 
As scho divisyt thai haiff done, 
His sworn men become thai sone. 
The wyff syn gert him syt and ete, 
270 Bot he has schort quhile at the mete 268 
Syttyn quhen he hard gret stamping 
About the hous, then but letting 
Thai stert up the hous for to defende, 
Bot sone eftre the king has kend 
275 James off Douglas. Than wes he blyth 273 
And bad oppyn the durris swyth 
And thai come in all that thar war. 
Schyr Edward the Bruce wes thar, 
And James alsua off Douglas 
280 That wes eschapyt fra the chace 278 
And with the kingis brother met, 
Syn to the tryst that thaim wes set 
Thai sped thaim with thar cumpany 
That wer ane hunder and weile fyfty. 
285 And quhen that thai haiff sene the king 283 
Thai war joyfull of thar meting 
And askyt how that he eschapyt was, 
And he thaim tauld all hale the cas. 
How the fyve men him pressyt fast, 
290 And how he throu the water past, 288 
And how he met the thevis thre 
And how he slepand slane suld be 
Quhen he waknyt throu Goddis grace 
And how his foster brodyr was 
295 Slayne he tauld thaim all haly. 293 
Than lovyt thai God commounly 
That tthar lord wes eschapyt sua, 
Than spak thai wordis to and fra 
Till at the last the king gan say 
300 'Fortoun us travaillyt fast today 298 
That scalyt us sa sodanly. 
Our fayis tonycht sall ly traistly 
For thai trow we so scalit ar *301 
And fled to-waverand her and thar *302 
305 That we sall nocht thir dayis thre *303 
All togiddir assemblit be. *304 
Tharfor this nycht thai sall trastly *305 
But wachys tak thar ese and ly. 301 
Quharfor quha knew thar herbery 
310 And wald cum on thaim sodanly 303 
With few mengye mycht thaim scaith 
And eschape foroutyn waith.' 
'Perfay,' quod James of Douglas, 
'As I come hyddyrwart per cas 
315 I come sa ner thar herbery 308 
That I can bring you quhar thai ly, 
And wald ye speid you yeit or day 
It may sua happin that we may 
Do thaim a gretar scaith weile sone 
320 Than thai us all day has done, 313 
For thai ly scalyt as thaim lest.' 
Than thocht thaim all it wes the best 
To sped thaim to thaim hastily, 
And thai did sua in full gret hy 
325 And come on thaim in the dawing 318 
Rycht as the day begouth to spryng. 
Sa fell it that a cumpany 
Had in a toun tane thar herbery 
Weile fra the ost a myle or mar, 
330 Men said that thai twa hunder war. 323 
Thar assemblyt the nobill king, 
And sone eftre thar assembling 
Thai that slepand assaylyt war 
Rycht hidwysly gan cry and rar, 
335 And other sum that herd the cry 328 
Ras sa rycht effrayitly 
That sum of thaim nakit war 
Fleand to warand her and thar, 
and sum his armys with him drew, 
340 And thai foroutyn mercy thaim slew 333 
And sa evyll vengeance can ta 
That the twa partis of thaim and ma 
War slayn rycht in that ilk sted, 
Till thar oist the remanand fled. 
345 The oyst that hard the noyis and cry 338 
And saw thar men sua wrechytly 
Sum nakit fleand her and thar, 
Sum all hale, sum woundyt sar, 
Into full gret effray thai rais 
350 And ilk man till his baner gays 343 
Sua that tthe oyst wes all on ster. 
The king and thai that with him wer 
Quhen on ster the oyst saw sua 
Towart thar warand gan thai ga, 
355 And thar in savete com thai 348 
And quhen Schyr Aymer herd say 
How that the king thar men had slayn 
And how that thai turnyt war agayn 
He said, 'Now may we clerly se 
360 That nobill hart quharever it be 353 
It is hard till ourcum throu maystri, 
For quhar ane hart is rycht worthy 
Agayne stoutnes it is ay stoute, 
Na as I trow thar may na doute 
365 Ger it all-out dis cumfyt be 358 
Quhill body levand is and fre, 
As be this melle may be sene. 
We wend Robert the Bruce had bene 
Sua discomfyt that be gud skill 
370 He suld nother haiff haid hart ne will 363 
Swilk juperty till undreta 
For he put was at undre sua 
That he wes left all him allane 
And all his folk war fra him gayn, 
375 And he sagat fortravaillyt 368 
To put thaim off that him assaylit 
That he suld haiff yarnyt resting 
This nycht atour all other thing. 
Bot his hart fillyt is off bounte 
380 Sua that it vencusyt may nocht be.' 373 

[The king goes hunting and is attacked by three men beside a wood] 

On this wys spak Schyr Aymery, 
And quhen thai off his cumpany 
Saw how thai travaillit had in vayn 
And how the king thar men had slayn 
385 And that his wes gane all fre, 378 
Thaim thocht it wes a nycete 
For to mak thar langer dwelling 
Sen thai mycht nocht anoy the king, 
And said that to Schyr Amery, 
390 That umbethocht him hastily 383 
That he to Carlele wald ga 
And a quhill tharin sojourn ma 
And haff his spyis on the king 
To knaw alwayis his contenyng, 
395 And quhen that he his poynt mycht se 388 
He thocht that with a gret menye 
He suld schute apon him sudanly. 
Tharfor with all his cumpany 
Till Ingland he the way has tane, 
400 And ilk man till his hous is gane. 393 
In hy till Carlele wesnt is he 
And tharin thinkys for till be 
Till he his poynt saw off the king, 
That then with all his gaderring 
405 Wes in Carryk quhar umbestount 398 
He wald went with his men til hunt. 
Sa happynyt that on a day 
He went till hunt for till assay 
Quhat gamyn was in that countre, 
410 And sua hapnyt that day that he 403 
By a woud-syd to sett is gane 
With his twa hundys him allane, 
Bot his swerd ay with him bar. 
He had bot schort quhile syttyn thar 
415 Quhen he saw fra the woud cummand 408 
Thre men with bowys in thar hand 
That towart him come spedely, 
And he that persayvyt in hy 
Be thar affer and thar having 
420 That thai luffyt him nakyn thing, 413 
He rais and his leysche till him drew he 
And leyte hys hundis gang all fre. 
God help the king now for his mycht, 
For bot he now be wys and wycht 
425 He sall be set in mekill pres, 418 
For thai thre men foroutyn les 
War his fayis all utrely, 
And wachyt him sa bysyly 
To se quhen thai vengeance mycht tak 
430 Off the king for Jhon Comyn his sak 423 
That thai thocht than thai layser had. 
And sen he hym allane wes stad 
In hy thai thocht thai suld him sla, 
And gyff that thai mycht chevys sua 
435 Fra that thai the king had slayn 428 
THat thai mycht wyn the woud agayn, 
His men thaim thocht thai suld nocht dred. 
In hy towart the king thai yeid 
and bent thar bowys quhen thai war ner, 
440 And he that dred on gret maner 433 
thar arowys, for he nakyt was, 
In hy a speking to thaim mais 
And said, 'You aucht to schame perde 
Sen ik am ane and ye ar thre 
445 For to schute at me apon fer. 438 
Bot had ye hardyment to cum ner 
And with your swerdis till assay, 
Wyn me apon sic wys giff ye may, 
Ye sall wele oute mar prisyt be.' 
450 'Perfay,' quod ane than off the thre 443 
'Sall na man say we dred the sua 
That we with arowys sall the sla.' 
With that thar bowys away thai kest 
And come on fast but langer frest. 
455 The king thaim met full hardyly 448 
And smate the fyrst sa vygorusly 
that he fell dede doun on the gren. 
And quhen the kingis hund has sene 
Thai men assailye his maister sua 
460 He lap till ane and gan him ta 453 
Rycht be the nek full sturdyly. 
Till top our tale he gert him ly, 
And the king that his swerd out had 
Saw he sa fayr succour him maid. 
465 Or he that fallyn wes mycht rys 458 
He him assayllyt on sic wys 
That he the bak strak evyn in twa. 
The thrid that saw his falowis sua 
Foroutyn recoveryng be slayne 
470 Tok to the wod his way agane, 463 
Bot the king folowit spedyly, 
And als the hund that wes him by 
Wquhen he the man saw fle him fra 
Schot till him sone and gan him ta 
475 Rycht be the nek and till him dreuch 468 
And the king that wes ner yneucht 
In his ryssing sik rowt him gaff 
That stane-dede to the erd he draff. 
The kingis men that wer than ner 
480 Quhen that thai saw on sic maner 473 
The king assailyt sa sodanly 
Thai sped towart him in hy 
And askyt how that cas befell, 
And he all haly gan thaim tell 
485 How thai assaillyt him all thre 478 
'Perfay,' quod thai, 'we may wele se 
That it is hard till undretak 
Sic melling with you to mak 
That sua smertly has slayn tthir thre 
490 Foroutyn hurt.' 'Perfay,' said he, 483 
I slew bot ane forouten ma 
God and my hund has slayn the twa. 
Thar tresoun combryt thaim perfay 
For rycht wycht men all thre war thai.' 

[The king goes to Glen Trool; Valence follows him there] 

495 Quhen that the king throu Goddis grace 488 
On this maner eschapyt was 
He blew his horn and then in hy 
His gud men till him gan rely, 
tthen hamwartis buskyt he to far 
500 For that day wald he hunt no mar. 493 
In Glentruell all a quhile he lay, 
And went weyle oft to hunt and play 
For to purches thaim venesoun, 
For than der war in sesoun. 
505 In all that tyme Schyr Aymery 498 
With nobill men in cumpany 
Lay in Carlele hys poynt to se, 
And quhen he hard the certante 
That in Glentrewle wes the king 
510 And went till hunt and till playing, 503 
He thocht with hys chevalry 
To cum apon him sodanly 
And fra Carlele on nychtys ryd 
And in covert on dayis bid, 
515 And swagate with sic tranonting 508 
He thocht he suld suppris the king. 
He assemblyt a gret mengne 
Off folk off full gud renomme 
Bath off Scottis and Inglis-men. 
520 Thar way all samyn held thai then 513 
And raid on nycht sa prevely 
Till thai come in a wod ner by 
Glentruele, quhar logyt wes the king 
That wyst rycht nocht off thar cummyng. 
525 Into gret perile now is he, 518 
For bot God throu his gret powste 
Save him he sall be slayne or tane, 
For thai war sex quhar he wes ane. 

[Valence sends a woman ahead to spy, but she is discovered; 
Valence attacks and is discumfitted; his captains quarrel] 

Quhen Schyr Amery, as Ik haiff tauld 
530 With his men that war stout and bauld 523 
Wes cummyn sa ner the king that thai 
War bot a myle fra him away 
He tuk avisement with his menm 
On quhat maner thai suld do then. 
535 For he said thaim that the king was 528 
Logyt into sa strayt a place 
That horsmen mycht nocht him assaile 
And giff futemen gaiff him bataile 
He suld be hard to wyn giff he 
540 Off thar cummyng may wytteryt be. 533 
'Tharfor I rede all prevely 
We send a woman him to spy 
That pouerly arrayit be. 
Scho may ask mete per cherite 
545 And se thar convyn halily 538 
And apon quhat maner thai ly, 
The quhilis we and our menye 
Cumand out-throu the wode may be 
On fute all armyt as we ar. 
550 May we do sua that we cum thar 543 
On thaim or thai wyt our cummyng 
We sall fynd in thaim na sturting.' 
This consaill thocht thaim wes to best, 
Then send thai furth but langer frest 
555 The woman that suld be thar spy, 548 
And scho hyr way gan hald in hy 
Rycht to the logis quhar the king 
That had na drede of supprising 
Yheid unarmyt mery and blyth. 
560 The woman has he sene alswyth, 553 
He saw hyr uncouth and forthi 
He beheld hyr mar encrely, 
And be hyr ccontenance him thocht 
That for gud cummyn was scho nocht. 
565 Then gert he men in hy hyr ta, 558 
And scho that dred men suld hyr sla 
Tauld how that Schyr Amery 
With the Cliffurd in cumpany 
With the flour off Northummyrland 
570 War cummand on thaim at thar hand. 563 
Quhen that the king herd that tithing 
He armyt him but mar dwelling, 
Sa did thai all that ever wes thar, 
Syne in a sop assemblyt ar, 
575 I trow thai war thre hunder ner. 568 
And quhen thai all assemblit wer 
The king his baner gert display 
And set his men in gud aray, 
Bot thai had standyn bot a thraw 
580 Rycht at thar hand quhen that thai saw 573 
Thar fayis throu the wod cummand 
Armyt on fute with sper in hand 
That sped thaim full enforcely. 
The noyis begouth sone and the cry, 
585 For the gud king that formast was 578 
Stoutly towart his fayis gays, 
And hynt out off a mannys hand 
That ner besyd him wes gangand 
A bow and a braid arow als, 
590 And hyt the formast in the hals 583 
Till thropill and wesand yeid in twa 
And doun till the erd gan ga. 
The laiff with that maid a stopping, 
Than but mar bad the nobill king 
595 Hynt fra his baneour his banar 588 
And said, 'Apon thaim, for thai ar 
Discumfyt all.' With that word 
He swappyt swiftly out his sword 
And on thaim ran sa hardely 
600 That all thai off his cumpany 593 
Tuk hardyment off his gud deid, 
For sum that fryst thar wayis yeid 
Agayne come to the fycht in hy 
And met thair fayis vigorusly 
605 That all the formast ruschyt war, 598 
And quhen thai that war hendermar 
Saw that the formast left the sted 
Thai tornyt sone the bak and fled 
And out off the wod thaim withdrew. 
610 The king a few men off thaim slew 603 
For thai rycht sone thar gat gan ga. 
It discomfortyt thaim all sua 
That the king with his mengne was 
All armyt to defend that place 
615 that thai wend throu thar tranonting 608 
Till haiff wonnyn foroutyn fechtin 
That thai effrayit war sodanly, 
And he thaim soucht sa angyrly 
That thai in full gret hy agane 
620 Out off the wod rane to the plane 613 
For thaim faillyt off thar entent. 
Thai war that tyme sa foully schent 
That fyften hunder men and ma 
With a few mengne war reboytyt sua 
625 That thai withdrew thaim schamfully. 618 
Tharfor amang thaim sodanly 
Thar rais debate and gret distance, 
Ilkan wytt other off thar myschance. 
Cliffurd and Waus maid a melle 
630 Quhar Cliffurd raucht him a cole 623 
And athir syne drew till partys, 
Bot Schyr Aymer that wes wys 
Departyt thaim with mekill payn, 
And went till Ingland hame again. 
635 He wyst fra stryff ras thaim amang 628 
He suld thaim nocht hals samyn lang 
Foroutyn debate or melle, 
Tharfor till Ingland turnyt he 
Eith mar schame then he went of ton, 
640 Quhen sa mony off sic renone 633 
Saw sa few men bid thaim battaill 
Quhair thai ne war hardy till assaile. 
John Barbour

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