in the Mountaines 35 How King Robert was discomfist by Iohn of Lorne 38 Howe King Robert slew the three men that swore his death Fol. 41 How the Queene and the Erle of Athole departed fra the King to Kildromy 48 How the King past to Lochlowmound 50 Of the meeting of the Erle of Lennox with the King 52 How the King past to the sea 55 How the Erle of Lennox was chaist on the sea 56 How the King was receiued of Angus of the Iles and was gentâ—y entreated of him 58 How the Queene and her other Ladies were tane and prisoned and her men slaine 61 Of the siege of Kildromie and how it was betraised to the Englishmen 62 Of the death of King Edward of England 66 The illusion of the Deuill made to the mother of Ferrand Erle of Flanders and of the successe of the battell that followed thereafter 68 How Iames of Dowglas past in Arrane and gart vittall and armour there 71 How the King sent a spy in Carrik to spy wha were his friends there 76 Of the fire the King saw burning 79 Of the Kings hanselling at his first arriuing in Carrik 83 How Iames of Dowglas wan his Castell of Dowglas 97 How a man of Carrik with twa sonnes tooke in hand to slay the King Robert 97 How King Robert slew the three Traitours 101 How King Robert discomfist twa hundreth Galloway-men and slew fifteene of them 105 Howe Tydeus slewe fourtie nine men and their Captaine 108 How Iames of Dowglas slew Thriswall the Captaine of Dowglas 114 Howe sir Aymer and Iohn of Lorne searched the King with a sleuthhound 118 How King Robert slew yeâ— men that followed him 121 Howe the King was sairlie sought by the sleuthhound and how the sleuthhound was slaine 123 How the three Thieues came to the King and fainyied that they would bee his men 126 How the Kings Foster-brother was slaine and himselfe in great danger and how hee slew the three Thieues 128 How the King after his great troubles effrayed the English companie 133 How the King his hounds slew the 3 men in the wood 136 How the King discomfist sir Aymer in Glentroll 140 How sir Iames Dowglas discomfist sir Philip Mowbray with his companie at Ederfurd 143 How the King discomfist sir Aymer and his men vnder Lowdoun hill 147 How sir Iames Dowglas slew sir Iohn Webtoun and wâ— the Castell of Dowglas and syne cast it downe 156 How the King past ouer the Month and fell sick by the way 159 Howe the Kings men defended him during the time of his sicknesse 162 How the King discoÌ„fist the Erle of Buchane at Enrowry 165 Of the heirship of Buchane and howe the Castle of Forfare was tane 168 How the King wan sainct Iohnstoun and cast downe all the Tower thereof 169 Of the French Knight that was with King Robert at the winning of sainct Iohnstoun 171 How sir Edward Bruce discomfist sir Aymer and sir Ingrame Vmfrauile at the Water of Cree 174 How sir Edward Bruce with fiftie in company discomfist sir Aymer with fifteene hundreth 176 Howe sir Iames Dowglas tooke Thomas Randell and Alexander Stewart 180 How the King discomfist Iohn of Lornes meÌ„ at Creâ—labeÌ„ 182 Howe William Binny wanne the Peill of Linlithgowe through the bringing in of hay to it 182 How Thomas Randell was recounselled with the King and was made Erle of Murray 190 How Thomas Randel sieged the Castel of Edinburgh 191 How Sir Iames Dowglas by the conuoy of Sym of Lydhouse wan the Castell of Roxburgh 193 Howe Erle Thomas Randell wanne the Castell of Edinburgh by the conuoying of William Frances 198 Howe sir Edward Bruce wanne the Peill of Ruglyn and syne wanne Dundie 206 Howe sir Edward Bruce sieged Sttiuiling and of the â—rewes tane thereat 207 How King Edward gaddered a puissant armie to relieue Stâ—iuiling 208 Howe King Edward diuided his battels and tooke harbry in Edinburgh 213 How King Robert gaddered his folkes and ordered his battels to resist king Edward 216 Howe king Robert gart make deepe pots in the field ouercouered them with eâ—rd 218 How king Robert disseuered his vitaillers and carriage men fra his campe and set Erle Thomas Randell to keep the gaite beside the Kirke 220 How the Erle of Murray with an hundreth in company discomfist eight hundreth Englishmen 224 How king Robert slew sir Henrie Bowme in the face of â—aith the Oasts 228 Of the comfort giuen by king Robert to his folks 233 Of the battell of Bannocburne 242 How the Scottish vittallers and carriage men made them baners of sâ—eetes and presented theÌ„selues to the field 253 The valiantnes and death of sir Geiles de Argentie 255 How the Erle of Herfurd after the battell was receiued in Bothwell 258 Howe the king gart honourably bury the Erle of Glocester and the Castell of Striuiling was randered and sir Philip Mowbray became the kings man 262 Howe sir Iames Dowglas chased king Edward to Dumâ—ar and his company to Barwike 263 How the Castell of Bothwell the Erle of Herfurd were randred to sir Edward Bruce the Erle interchanged for the Queene and her Daughter that were prisoners 267 How king Robert rade in England and brunt Northumberland 268 Howe sir Edward Bruce with a great companie past in 〈◊〉 269 Of the first three battels sir Edward wan in Ireland 271 How the Irishmen treasonably leet our a Loâ—h on sir Edward and his company 279 Howe Erle Thomas Randell conqueissed the Irishmens vittailes 287 How Erle Thomas chased the Scurreours that came fra Cogneres 284 Of the fourth battell sir Edward wan in Ireland 286 Howe king Robert danted the Iles and tooke Iohn of Lorne 296 Howe sir Iames Dowglas reskewed the Pray tane by Englishmen and slewe sir Edmund Calhow Capitane of Barwike 296 How sir Iames Dowglas slew the Lord Newell 299 Howe king Robert past in Ireland to support his brother 303 How king Robert faught in Ireland against a great number of men and discomfist them 305 How sir Iames Dowglas in absenee of king Robert with a few company slew the Erle of Richmond 313 How sir Iames Dowglas slew Clerke Eleis and his company 317 How sir Iames Dowglas in absence of King Robert defended valiantly the Countrie 318 Howe the Bishop of Dunkeld and the Erle of Fife discomfist the Englishmen beside Dumfermeling 320 Of the returning of king Robert from Ireland 323 How Barwik was win by the moyen of Sim of Spaldin 327 Howe the King receiued the Castell of Barwike and made Walter Stewart Capitane thereof 330 How the King of England assembled his power to siege Barwike 333 Of the siege of Barwike 345 How Erle Thomas Randell and sir Iames Dowglas past and burnt in England to raise the siege from Barwike 340 Of the second assault of Barwike 343 How the siege of Barwike was skailled and the towne relieued 350 Of the death of sir Edward in Ireland and mony noble men with him 356 How King Edward againe inuaded Scotland and how sundrie of his men were slaine by sir Iames Dowglas 363 How Englishmen were discomfist at Byland 366 Of the conspiracie deuised against King Robert 370 Of the Trewes tane betwixt Scotland and England and of the death of walter Stewart 376 How the Erle of Murray and sir Iames Dowglas brunt in England till they came to Wardall Parke and of the death of King Edward of Carnauer and of his sonne Edward of Windesore 377 How Sir Iames Dowglas entred in the English Host and slew mony in their Tents 386 Howe the Scottish Host by the conuoy of Sir Iames Dowglas returned in Scotland without battell 391 How King Robert to relieue his â—olkes assembled his Host and entred into England in three parts 394 Of the peace tane and of the Mariage of Edwards sister with Dauid King Roberts sonne 395 How King Robert tooke sicknesse in Cardrosse sent for his Lords 398 How the Lord Dowglas was chosen to passe to the haly Land with the Bruces Heart and of the death of King Robert and how hee was buried in Dumfermling 401 How the Lord Dowglas past to the haly Land with the Kings heart 403 Of the great prowesse and valliantnesse done by the Lord Dowglas in Spaine 406 How the Lord Dowglas in relieuing Sir William Sinclar were both slaine by â—uge multitude of Saracenes 408 Of the noble vertues of the Lord Dowglas and a comparison betwixt him and the Romane Fabricius 410 Howe Sir William Keith brought the Lord Dowglas banes in Scotland and buried them in the Kirke of Dowglas 412 Of the death of sir Thomas Randell Gouernour of Scotland by poyson Fol eodem FINIS TABVLAE
and other moe That his partie were holdand Were tane and led into England Were put into felloun prisoun And how good Christall of Setoun Was slaine gréeting shée told the King That was sorrowfull of that tithhing And said when hée had thought a thraw The words that I shall to you shaw Alace hée said for loue of mee And for their méekle léele lawtie They Noble men and they worthie Are destroyed so villanouslie But if I liue in liege poustie Their death right soone shall venged bée Yea whether the King of England Thought that the Kinrike of Scotland Was all too litle for him and mée Therefore I will it mine all bee But of good Christall of Setoun That was so worthie of Renowne That hée should die were greit pitie Where ony worship might préeud bée THe King thus sighing made his mane And the Lady her leaue hes tane And syne went home to her winning And feill syes comfort shee the King Both with siluer and with meate Sik as shee in the land might get And hee oft ryoted the land And made all his that euer he fand And syne he drew him to the hight To stint better his foes might In that time was the Percie With a full simple companie In Turnâ—berise Castle yet lying For the King Robert sore dréeding That hee durst not ish foorth to fare Fra thyne to the Castle of Aire That was then full of Englishmen But lay lurking in a Den While the men of Northumberland Should come armed with strong hand And conduct him to his Countrie For to them send his Poist hath hée And they in hy assembled then Passing attour a thousand men And asked counsell them amang Whether that they should dwell or gang But they were stonisht wonder saire So far in Scotland for to fare For a Knight Sir Gawter de Lile Said it was too greit perill So néere these Souldiers to goe His spéech discomforted them so That they had left all the voyage Were not a Knight of greit courage That Sir Roger of Sainct Iohn hight That them comforted with his might And sic words can to them say That they together held their way To Turnebery where the Percy Lap on and went with them in hy In England his owne Castle till Without distroublance or more ill Now in England is Percy Where I trow he a while shall ly Or that hée shape him for to fare To weirray Carrik ony mare For hee wist that he had no right And al 's hee dred the Kings might That in Carrik was dwelland In the most strengths of that Land ¶ Where Iames of Dowglas on a day Came to the King and can him say Sir with your leaue I would goe sée How that they doe in my Countrie And how my men demained are For it annoyes mee wonder sare That the Cliffurde so peaceably Brookes and holds the Senyeory That should be mine with all kin right But while I liue if I haue might To lead a Yeaman or a swane Hée shall not brooke it but bargaine The King said Certes I cannot see How that yee yet may sikker bee Into that Countrie for to fare While Englishmen so mightie are And thou wat not who is thy friend Hee said Sir needlesse I will wend And take the auenture God will giue Whether it bee to die or liue The King said Sen that thou wilt so And sik a yarning hes to goe Thou shalt passe foorth with my blessing And if thee happens ony thing That annoyous or skaithfull bee I pray thee speed thee soone to mee Take wee together what euer may fall I grant hee said and therewithall He louted and his leaue hes tane And is toward the Countrie gane The first winning of the Castle of Dowglas NOw takes Iames his voyage Toward Dowglas his heritage With two men withoutten ma This was a simple store to ta Castle or land of wéere to win But fast he yarned to begin To bring his purpose to ending And good helpe lies in beginning For good beginning and hardie Gif it be followed wittilie May gar oft syes vnliklie thing Come to right good and fair ending So did he here for he was wise And saw he might not on no wise Wearie his foe with euen might Therefore he thought to worke with slight In Dowglasdaill his owne Countrie Upon an Euening entred he And then a man winned thereby That was of frends right mighty And rich of monie and of Cattell And had bene to his father léell And to himselfe in his Youthhead Had done mony a thankfull déed Thomas Diksoun was his name perfay To him he send and can him pray That he would come allanerlie For to speake with him priuilie And but danger to him he gaes But when he told him what he was He grat for ioy and for pitie And him right to his house had he Where in a chamber priuilie He held him and his companie That none of him had perceiuing And meat and drinke and other thing That might them ease they had plentie So wrought they with their subtiltie That all the leele men of the land That with his Father were dwelland This good man gart come one and one And make him manâ—ent euerilkone And he himselfe first homage made Dowglas in heart great gladnesse had That the good men of his Countrie Would this wise to him bounden be He spéered the conuéene of the land And who the Castle had in hand And they him told all haillelie And syne among them priuilie They ordainde that he still sould be In hiddles and in priuitie Till Palmesunday that was néere hand The third day after followand For then the folke of that Countrie Assembled at the Kirk would be And they that in the Castle were Wold al 's be there their Palmes to beare As folke that had no dréed of ill For they thought all was at their will Then sould he come with his two men Before that folke sould not him ken He sould a mantle haue old and bare And a flaile as he a Taâ—ker were Under the mantle not for thy He sould be armed priuilie And when the men of his Countrie That sould all boun before him be His Ensenyie might heare him crie Then sould they all right enforcedly Right in mids the Kirke assaill The Englishmen with hard battaill So that none might escape them fra For therethrough trowed they to ta The Castle that beside was néere And when this that I tell you here Was deuised and vndertane Ilkone home to his house is gane And held this speake in priuitie Untill the day of their assemblie How Dowglas in Sanct Brydes Kirke With the Englishmen can wirke THE folke vpon the Palmesunday Held to Saint Brydes Kirk their way And they that in the Castle were Ished out both lesse and maire And went their Palmes for to beare Except a Cooke and a Porter Iames of Dowglas of their comming And what they were had good witting And sped him to
wise was the vittaile tane And of the Irish men mony slane The Erle syne wiâ—h his companie Prisoners and vittaile haillelie They brought all to Sir Edward swyth And he was of their comming blyth That night they made them merie cheare For they euen at their ease now were They were all watched ay sickerlie Their foes vpon the other partie When they heard how their men were slaine And how their vittaile al 's was tane They tooke the counsell that they would Their wayes toward Cogneres hold And harbrie in the Citie ta And in great hy they haue done sa And rode by night to the Citie They found their vittaile great plentie And made them merie and good cheare For in the towne all traist they were Upon the morne they sent to spy Where Scottishmen had tane harbry But they were met with and all tane And brought vnto the Oast ilkane The Erle of Murray right meekelie Speered at one of their companie Where their Oast lay what they thought To doe and said gif that he mought Find that the sooth to him said he He sould gang home but ransome frée He said forsooth I sall you say They thinke the morne when it is day To séeke you with all their Menyie Gif they may get wit where ye be They haue gart through the Citie cry On paine of life full fellounly That all the men of this Countrie The morne into the Citie be And truely they sall be so feill That ye sall no wise with them deale How Thomas Randell chased hame The Scurreours that fra Cogners came DE Pardew said he it may well be To Sir Edward with that yéed he And told him vtterly this tale Then haue they tane for counsell haill That they will ride to the Citie That same night so that they may be Betwixt the toun with all their rout And they that were the toun without As they deuised so haue they done Before the toun they came all soone And but halfe deill a mile of way Fra the toun arest tooke they And when the day was dawning light Fiftie on Hobines that were wight Came to a litle hill that was From the toun a litle space And saw Sir Edwards harbrie And of that sight had great ferlie That so wheene vpon ony wise Durst vndertake so hie emprise As for to come so hardilie Upon all the great Cheualrie Of Ireland to bide battaile And so it was withoutten faile For against them were gaddered there With the Wardane Richard of Clare The Butlers and the Erles twa Of Desmound and Kyldar alswa Brunhame Wedoun and Sir Waryne And Sir Plastayne a Florentyne That was a Knight of Lombardie And was of full great Cheualrie And Maundewell was there alswa Bissatris Loganes and other ma. The Sauages al 's and yet was ane That heght Sir Michel of Kylcalaue And with thir Lords so feill was then That against one of the Scottishmen I wate well they were fiue or ma. When their Discurreours hes séene sa The Scottish Dast they went in hy And told their Lords openly How they to them were comming néere To séeke them far was no mystéere And when the Erle Thomas had séene That tha men at the hill had béene He tooke with him a great Menyie On horse an hundreth they might be And to the hill they tooke their way And in a Slak enbushed they And in short time fra the Citie They saw come ryding a Menyie For to discouer to the hill They were blyth and held them still UUhile they were commen to them neere Then in a rush all that they were They set vpon them hardelie And they that saw so suddenlie Tha folke come on them abased were Yet notthelesse some of them there Abade stoutlie to make debate And other some are fled their gaite And in short time were all tha That made arest disrayed sa That they fled hastelie their gaite And they them chased to the yait And one part of them hes slaine And syne went to their Oast againe The feird battell made in Ireland That Sir Edward wan with strang hand WHen they within hes séene so slaine Their men chased home againe They were all wa and in great hy To armes highly can they cry They armed them all that they were And â—or the battell mad them yare And ished out all well arrayed In haill battell with Baner displayed Boun on their wayes for to assaile Their foes into fell battaile And when Sir Philip the Mowbray Saw them ishe in so good array To Sir Edward the Bruce went he And said Sir it is good that we Shape for some slight that may auaile To help vs in this great battaile Our men are good but they haue will To doe more than they may fulfill Therefore I réede our Cariage Withoutten ony man or page By themselues arrayed bee And they shall séeme far moe than wée Set wee before them our Baner Yone folke that commeth out of Cogners When that out Baners they shall see Shall trow traisâ—lie that they are wée And hidder in greit hy shall ride Come wee then on them at a side And wee shall bée at a vantage For fra they in our Cariage Bée entered they shall cumbred bée And then with all our might may wée Lay on and doe all that wée may And as hée ordainde done haue they And they that came out of Cogners Addressed them to the Baners And strooke the Horse with spurres in hy And rushed among them suddenly The barrell ferrars that were there Cumbred them fast that ryding were And then the Erle and his battaile Came on and sadlie can assaile And Sir Edward a litle by Assembled with his company That mony a fey fell vnder féete The field with blood woxt soone all wéete With so greit fellony there they faught And so greit routes to other raught That it was hiddeous for to see How they maintained that greit melle So kéenelie they faught on either side Giuing and taking routes red That prime was past or men might sée What part soonest abone should bée But soone efter that Prime was past The Scottishmen dang on so fast They set vpon them at aboundoun As ilke man were a Scorpioun That all their foes tooke the flight Was none of them that was so wight That euer durst abide his feere But ilke man fled his wayes seere To the towne fled the most partie And the Erle Thomas so egerlie And his men chased with swords bare That among them they mingled were And all togidder came in the toun Then was the slaughter so felloun That all the rewes ran of the blood Whom euer they gote to death he yood So that there were al 's feill dead Well néere as in the battell steed The Swaryne was taken there And so feared was Richard of Clare That hee held to the South Countrie All that Moneth I trow that hee Shall haue no greit will for to fight Sir Iohn Steward a Noble
that he venged of him were Sir Ingramâ— made to him answere And said he dealt so courteously With me that on no wise sould I Gaue counsell to his hurting Thou behooues néedwise said the King To this thing say thine auise Sir said hee sen your will it is That I say wit yée sikkerlie For all your greit Cheualrie To deale with them yee haue no might His men so worthie are and wight For long vsage of feghting That haue beene nourished in sik thing That ilke Yeman is so wight Of his that hée is worth a Knight But if yée thinke your wéere to bring To good purpose at your liking Long trewes with him take yee Then shall the most part of his MenÈie That are but simple Yemanrie Bee strenyied all commonlie To win their meat with their trauill And some of them of néed mon call With pleugh and Borrow for to get And other féere Craftes their daylie meat So that their arming shall worth old And bee rousted destroyed and sold And feill that now of wéere are slée Into these long trewes shall die And others in their stead shall rise That shall ken litle of sik maistries And when they thus diffused are Then may yée mooue on them were To this assented they ilkane And efter soone were trewes tane Betwixt the two Kings that were Taken to last for threttéene yéere And on the Marches gart them cry The Scottishmen keeped them leelely But Englishmen vpon the sea Destroyed through greit crueltie Marchant shippes that sailling were From Scotland to Flanders with waire And destroyed the men ilkane And to their vse the goods hes tane The King sent oft to haue redresse But nought thereof redresse there was And hee abade all time askand The trewes on his halfe gart hée stand Upon the Marches stabilly And gart men keepe them léelely Walter Stewart here died hee At Paslay eirded syne was hee IN this time that the trewes were Lesting on Marches as I said aire Walter Stewart that worthie was At Bathcat a greit sicknesse taes His euill woxt ay more and more While men perceiued by his sore That hée of néed must pay the det That no man for to pay may let Shriuen and al 's repenting well When all was done to him ilke deill That Christen men ought for to haue As good Christen the Gaist hée gaue Then might men heare folk wéepe and cry And mony a Knight and faire Lady Murning and making full euill chere So did they all that euer were there All men him méened commonlie For of his eild hée was worthie When long tim they their dule had made The Corps to Paslay haue they had And there with greit solemnitie And with greit dule eirded was hée GOD for his might his soule mot bring Where Ioy aye lasteth but ending The Erle of Murray and Dowglas With their Host commen to Wardel was AFter his death as I said aire The trewes that so taken were For to haue lasted threttéene yéere When two of them were passed néere And an hailfe I trow alswa King Robert saw men would not ma Redresse of shippes that were tane And of the men al 's that were slaine But ay continued their prauitie Where euer they met vpon the sea Hee sent and quit him all plainely And gaue the trewes vp openly And in vengeance of this trespasse The Erle of Murray Sir Thomas And Donald Erle of Mar alswa And Iames of Dowglas with them twa And Iames Stewart that leader was Efter his good brothers decease Of all his brethers men in wéere Hée gart vpon their best maneere With mony men boun them to ga In England for to to burne and sla And they held foorth soone to England They were of good men ten thousand And brunt and slew into their way Their foes fast destroyed they And thusegaite fordward can they fare To Wardall Parke while they commen are That time Edward of Carnauerane The King was dead and laide in Lame And Edward his sonne that was ying In England crowned then was King And surname had of Windsore Hee had in France béene before With his mother Dame Issobell And was wedded as I heard tell To a young Ladie faire of face That the Erles Doughter was Of Henault and of that Countrie Brought with him men of greit bountie That was right wise and wight in wéere Sir Iohn de Henault was leader And in that time the Scots men were At Wardall Parke as I said aire Into Yorke was hée new made King And heard tell of the destroying That Scottishmen made in his Countrie A greit Host to him gaddered hée Hée was well neere fiftie thousand Then held hée Northward in the land In haill battell with that MenÈie Eighteene yéere old that time was hée The Scots men they had all Cokdaill From end to end they haryed haill And Wardall againe they rade Their Discurreours that sight hes hed Of comming of the Englishmen To their Lords they told it then Then the Lord Dowglas in a ling Ride foorth for to sée their comming And saw that seuen battels were they That came riding in good array When he the folke beholden had Toward his Oast againe he rade The Erle spéered gif he had séene The Oast yea Sir he said but wéene What folke are they Sir mony men The Erle his aith hes made euen then We sall fight with them yea though they were Full mo by far then they now are Sir loued be GOD he said againe That we haue sik a Capitane That so great thing dar vnderta Bot by Sanct Bryde it bées not sa Gif my counsell may trowed be For fight on no maner sall we But it be at our auantage For me thinke it were no outrage To fewer folkes against ma A vantage when they may to ta As they were on this wise speaking On an high rig they saw streiking Toward them euen in battel brade Baners anew displayed they had And another comming efter néere And right vpon the same manéere They came while seuen battels brade Out ouer that high Rig passed had The Scottishmen were then lyand On North halfe néere toward Scotland The daile was streiked well I hight On ather side there was an hight And to the water downe somedeill stay The Scottishmen in good array On their best wise busked ilkane Stood in their strength that they had tane And that was far fra the Water of Wéere A quarter of a mile well néere Their stood they battell to abide The Englishmen there on ather side Came ryding downward while they were To Wéeres Water comming néere And on the other halfe their foes were Then haue they made a rest right there And sent out Archers a thousand With Hounds and Bowes in their hand And gart them well drinke of the wyne And bade them gang to bycker syne The Scottish Oast in a randoun And looke gif they might ding them doun For might they gar them breake array To haue them at
right well refraine his will Either through vertue or through skill And to the contrare turne it all As hath béene mony time séene fall That men kyndlie to ill giuen Through their greit wit away haue driuen Their ill and worthen of renowne Magre the constellatioun As Aristotle if as men réedes Hée had followed his kindly deedes Hée had beene false and couetous But his wit made him vertuous And syne that man may on this wise Worke against the course that is Principall cause of their deeming Mée thinke they déeme no certaine thing Negromancie another is That kens men on sundrie wise Through stalwart Conjuration And al 's through Exhortation To gar Sprites to them appeare And giue them answere on seir maner As whylum did the Pithonesse That when Saul abased was Of the Philistimes might Raised through her meekle sâ—ight Samuels Spreit al 's tite Or in his stead the euill spreit That gaue right graith answere her to But of her selfe right noght wist sho And man is into dreeding ay Of things that he hes heard say Namely that are to come while he Know of the end the certainetie And sen they are in sik wening Withoutten certen witting Me think who sayes he knowes things To come he makes great gabings But whidder she that told the King How his purpose sould haue ending Weind or wist it vtterlie It fell after all hollelie As she said for syne King was he And reigned into frée poustie Of the Kings Hansaling in Carrik at his first arriuing THis was in Ver when Winter tide With his blasts hideous to bide Was ouerdriuen and birds small As Turtle and the Nightingale Began right swéetlie for to sing And for to make their solacing Swéet notes and sounds séere And melodies pleasant to heare And trées begouth breaking to ma Burgeons and blyth bloomes alswa To win the hewing of their head That wicked Winter hath them made And all gersse begouth to spring In that swéet time the Noble King With his flote and a few menyie Four hunder I trow they might be Went to the sea out of Arrane A litle before the Euen was gane They rowed fast with all their might While that vpon them fell the night That woxt mirke on great maner So that they wist not where they were For they no needle had nor stane But rowed alwayes foorth in ane Stéering alwayes vpon the fire That they saw burning light and shire It was but auentour them led And they in short time so them sped That at the fire arriued they And went to land but more delay And Cuthbert that hath séene the fire Was full of anger and of ire For he durst not doe it away And he was also doubting ay That his Lord sould passe to the sea Therefore their comming waited he And met them at their arriuing He was right soone brought to the King That spéered at him how he had done And he with sore heart told him soone How there was none there well willand But all were foes that euer he fand And that Sir Henry the Percy With néere thrée hunder in companie Was in the Castle there beside Filled full of despite and pride But more then two parts of his rout Were harbred in the townes about And despises you more Sir King Then men may despise any thing Then said the King in full great ire Traitour why made thou then the fire Ah Sir he said so God me sée The fire was neuer made through me Nor ere this night I wist it noght But fra I wist it well I thought That ye and whollie your Menyie In hy sould put you to the sea For thy come I to méete you here To tell perills that may appeare The King was at his spéech angry And asked his priuie men him by What that they thoght was best to doe Sir Edward answered first thereto His brother that was so hardie And said I say you sikkerlie There sall no perill that may be Driue me againe vnto the sea Mine auenture here take will I Whether it be easefull or angrie Brother he said sen ye will sa It is good we the â—amine ta Disease or ease or paine or play After as GOD will vs puruay And sen men sayes that the Percy Mine heritage will occupy And his Menyie so néere vs lies That vs despises mony wayes So we venge some of the despite And that may we haue done full tyte For they lie traistlie but dréeding Of vs or of our here comming And thought we sléeping slay them all Reprooue vs thereof no man sall For werrayour no force should mo Whether he might ouercome his fo Through strength or great subtiltie But at good faith ay holden be When this was said they went their way And to the towne soone commen are they So priuilie but noise making That none perceiued their comming They skailled through the toun in hie And broke vp doores sturdelie And slew all that they might ouertake And they that no defence might make Full piteouslie can raire and the crie And they slew them without mercie As they that were in full great will To venge the anger and the ill That they theirs to them had wrought With so felloun a will them sought That they slew them vp euerilkone Except Makdowell him alone That escaped through méekle slight And through the mirkenes of the night In the Castle the Lord Percie Heard well the noise and the crie And so did the men with him were And full infrainly got their geire But of them none was so hardie And durst ishe foorth to crie In sik affray baide they that night While on the morne that day was light And then ceased into partie The noise the slaughter and the crie The King gart then departed bée All haill the spraith to his Menyie And dwelt there syne dayes thrée Sik hansell to these folke gaue he Right in the first beginning Newlings at his Incomming WHen that the King and his folke were Arriued as I tould you aire A while in Carrik leinded hee To sée who friend or foe would bee And hée found litle tendernesse But not for thy the people was Inclined to him in party But Englishmen so angerlie Led them with danger and with aw That they no friendship durst him shaw But a Ladie of that Countrie That was to him in neere degree In Cosinage was wonder blyth Of his arriuing and al 's swyth Sped her to him in full greit hy With fourtie men in companie And betaught all vnto the King To helpe him in his warraying And he receiued them in daintie And her full greitlie thanked hee And speered tithings of the Quéene And of his friendes all bedéene That hee had left in that Countrie When that hee put him to the sea And shée him told sighing full saire How that his brether token were In the Castle of Kildromy And syne destroyed villanously And the Erle of Atholl also And how the Quéene