¶ The actis and Deidis of the Illuster and VailÈeand Campioun Schir William Wallace Knicht of Ellerslie ☞ ✚ ☜ ¶ ¶ The First Buik OVR Antecessouris that we suld of reid And hald in mynd yair nobill douchtie deid We let ouir slyde throw verray sleuthfulnes And castis vs euer to vther besynes On vane gamming is set our haill Intent Quhilk hes bene sene in till thir tymis by went Our nixt nichtbouris cuÌ„min of Brutus blude That oftentymis to Scottis willit lytill gude Thocht now of lait God turnit yair mynd will That greit kyndnes yai haue schawin vs till The hartis of pepill the Lord hes in his hand He may yame reuâ— and gyde at his command And thocht all Leidis wald haue yis laÌ„d in thrall Oppone his power God can aganis thame all As we haue sene in our foirbearis afoir Bot of thir Parabillis as now I speik no moir ¶ We reid of ane richt famous of Renoun Of worthy blude that Regnit in this Regioun And hyne furth now I will my purpois hald Of William Wallace as Èe haue hard heir tald His Foirbearis quha lykis to vnderstand Of auld Lynnage and trew blude of Scotland Schir Rannald Craufurd richt Schiref of Air Swa in his tyme he had ane docher fair And Èoung Schir Rannald Schiref of yat toun His Sister fair of gude fame and Renoun Malcolme Wallace hir gat in mariage That Ellerslie than had in heritage Auchin bothy and mony ane vther place The secund Oye he was to gude Wallace The quhilk Wallace full hardely had wrocht Quhen Walter heir of Wallace to him socht Quha lykis to heir mair knawledge in yat part Ga reid the lyne of the first Stewart Bot Malcolme Wallace gat on this Lady bricht Malcolme Wallace ane full gude gentill Knicht And William al 's as Cronicklis beiris on hand Quhilk efter was the Reskewer of Scotland Quhen it was loist with tressoun and falsnes Ouir set with fais it fred throw Goddis grace King Alexander our worthy King forlorne Be auenture his lyfe had at Kingorne Thre Èeiris still ye Realme stude desolait Quhair throw yair rais ane full greuous debait Our Prince Dauid Erll of Huntingtoun Thre dochteris had of gude fame and Renoun Of ye quhilk thre come Bruce Balliol Haisting Twa of thir thre desyrit to be King The Ballioll clamit of ye first gre lynely And Bruce the first Maill of ye secund gre by To Edward sone vnto Ingland thay send Of this greit stryfe thocht yai suld mak ane end Foly it was forsuith it hapnit sa Succour to seik of thair auld mortall fa. Edward Langschankis had new begun his weir Vpon Gascone into ane awfull feir Thay landis quhilkis he clamit stude in sic cais He thocht fra hand to mak it haill conqueis To Norhame Kirk he come withouttin mair The counsall yan of Scotland met him thair Full subtellie he chargit thame in bandoun As thair Ouirlord to hald of him the Crown Bischop Robert in his tyme full worthy Of Glasgow Lord said that we do deny Ony Ouirlord bot the greit God abuif The King was wraith and hame he did remuif Èœit Iohne Ballioll followit on him sa fast To hald of him he grantit at the last And contrair richt ane King he maid him yair Quhair throw Scotland repentit it full sair To the Ballioll our Lordis wald nocht consent Edward furth with set doun ane Parliament He callit Ballioll to answer for Scotland The wyse Lordis gart him sone brek yat band Ane Abbot past and gaif ouir his alledgeance King Edward yan it tuik in greit greuance His Oist he raisit and come to Werk on Tweid Bot for to fecht as yan he had greit dreid To Corspatrik of Dunbar sone he send His counsall askit for he the countrie kend Fra he was brocht in presence of the King Be subtell band yai cordit on this thing ¶ The Wynning of Berwik Cap. ij ERll Patrik than to Berwik couth persew Ressauit he was and traistit verray trew The King followit with his men of Renoun â—ter mydnicht at rest was all the toun Corspatrik rais the keyis weill he knew Leit briggis doun and Portcuilleis thay knew Edward Enterit and gart sla haistely Of men and wyfis aucht thousand and fyfty And barnis al 's be this fals auenture Of trew Scottis chaipit na creature Ane Capitane thair this fals King hes maid Towart Dunbar without resting thay raid ¶ The Battell of Dunbar Cap. iij. QVhair gadderit was greit power of scotlaÌ„d Aganis Edward in Battell for to stand Thir four Erllis was enterit in that place Of Mat Menteith and Athoill vpon cace In the Castell the Erll gart hald thame in That to thair men without yai micht not win Nor Èit to thame suppleing for to ma The Battellis than togidder fast thay ga Full greit slauchter yat pietie was to se Of trew Scottis ouir set with subteltie Erll Patrik than quhen the fechting was fellaist To our fa turnit and harming did vs maist Is nane in warld yat skaithis may do mair Than weill traistit in borne familiar Our men ar slane without redemptioun Throw thir deidis haill tynt was this Regioun ¶ How King Edward and Corspatrik come to Sâ—one and put doun Iohne Ballioun and had with yame ye Aâ—ris of Scotland Cap. iiij ☞ ✚ ☜ KIng Edward past and Corspatrik to Scone And thair he gat homage of Scotland sone For nane was left ye Realme for to defend For Iohne Ballioll yan to Montros yat send And him depryuit for ay of his Kingrik Than Edward his self was callit ane Royall Rik The Crown he tuik vpon ye samin stane That Gathelus send with his Sone fra Spayne Quhen Yber Scot first in Scotland came That Canmore syne King Fergus had to Name Brocht it to Scone and gart it stabill thair Quhair Kingis war Crownit viij huÌ„dreth Èeir mair Befoir the tyme yat King Edward it fand Thir Iowellis he gart turs in Ingland In Londoun set in witnes of that thing Be conqueis yan of Scotland maid him King Quhair y t stane standis ScotlaÌ„d suld maister be God cheis ye tyme for Margaretis airis to se Aucht scoir thay led of greitest yat yai fand Of airis with thame and Bruce out of Scotland That office than he bruikit bot schort tyme I may not now put all ye deidis in ryme On Cronicklis quhy suld I tary lang To Wallace agane now breifly will I gang Scotland was loist quhen he was bot ane Chyld All haill ouir set with our enemeis wyld His Father Malcolme in the Lennox fled His eldest Sone thidder with him him he led His mother fled with him fra Ellerslie To Gowrie past and dwelt in Kilspindie The Knicht hir Father thidder thame sent Vnto his Vncle with ane gude Intent In Gowrie dwelt and had thair leuing thair Ane agit man
With him Tynto that douchtie was in deid And Dauid Sone to Schir Walter to leid Behind thame neir the fute men gart he be And bad thame byde quhill thay yair tyme micht se Èœe want wappinnis and harnes in this tyde The first counter Èe may nocht weill abyde Wallace gart sone the Chiftanis to him call This charge he gaif for chance that micht befall To tak na heid to geir nor Èit peillage For thay will fle as wod folk in ane rage Win first the men the gude syne Èe may haif And tak na tent of couetise to craif Throw couetise men loissis gude and lyfe I Èow command forbeir sic in our stryfe Luke Èe saif nane Lord Capitane nor Knicht For worschip wirk and for our Eldaris richt God blis vs all that we may in our veyage Put thir fals folk out of our heritage Than thay Inclynit all with ane gude will His plane command thay hecht it to fulfill On the greit Oist the parteis fast can draw CuÌ„mand to thame out of the South thay saw Thre hundreth men into thair Armour cleir The ganest way to thame approchit neir Wallace said sone thay at na Inglismen For by this Oist the gaitis weill thay ken Thom Halyday thay men he gydit richt From Annandaill he had led thame that nicht His twa gude Sonnis Iohnstoun Rutherfurd Wallace was blyith fra he had hard that word Sa was the laif of his gude Cheualry Iardane thair come into thair cumpany And Kirkpatrik befoir in Eskdaill was Ane wing thay war in Wallace Oist to pas The Inglis watche that nicht had bene on steir Drew to thair Oist richt as the day can peir Wallace knew weill for he befoir had sene The Kingis Pauillone quhair it was buskit bene Than with riche hors ye Scottis vpoÌ„ yame raid At the first counter sa greit abasing maid That all the Oist was stoneist of that sicht Full mony ane derfly to deith was dicht Feill of thame as than was out of array The mair awfull and haistie was the fray The noyis was hudge throw straikkis that thay dang The rumour rais sa rudely yame amang That all the Oist was than in point to fle The wyse Lordis fra thay the perrell se The felloun fray al 's rasit was about And how thair King stude in sa mekill dout To his Pauillone full mony thousand socht Him to reskew be ony way thay mocht The Erll of Kent that nicht walkand had bene With fyue thousand of men in armour kene About the King full suddandly thay gang And traistis weill ye assailÈe was richt strang All Wallace folk in vse of weir was gude Into the stour sone lichtit quhair yai stude Quhome euer yai hit na harnes micht yame stynt Fra thay on fute assemblit with swordis dyâ—t Of manheid thay in hartis cruell was Thay thocht to win or neuer hyne to pas Feill Inglismen befoir the King thay slew Schir Iohne ye Grahame come with his power new AmaÌ„g ye Oist with ye myddil ward he raid Greit martirdome on Sutheroun men yai maid The reirward than set ou sa hardely With Newbigging and all the Cheualry Pauillone raipis thay cuttit all in sunder Borne to the ground and mony smorit vnder The fute men come the quhilk I spak of air Qu frayit folkis set straikis sad and sair Thocht thay befoir wantit baith hors and geir Aneuch thay gat quhat yai wald waill to weir The Scottis power than all togidder war The Kingis Pauillone brymly doun thay bair The Erll of Keut with ane gude Axe in hand Into the stour full stoutly culd he stand Beâ—oir the King makand full greit debait Quha best did than had the hiest estait The felloun stour sa stalwart was and strang Thairto continewit meruellously and lang Wallace him self full sadly culd persew And at ane straik the cheif Chistane he flew The Sutheroun folk fled fast and durst not byde Horsit thair King and of the feild can ryde Aganis his will for he was laith to fle Into that tyme he rocht nocht for to de Of his best men thre thousand thair was deid Or he culd find to fle and leif that steid Twentie thousand fled with him in ane staill The Scottis gat hors and followit yat battaill Throw Culter hope or tyme thay wan the hicht Feill Sutheroun folk war marrit in thair micht Slane be the gait as thair King fled away Baith fair and bricht and richt cleir was the day The Sone rysin schynand ouir hill and daill Than Wallace kest quhat was his best auaill The fleand folk that of the feild first past In to thair King agane yai semblit fast Fra ather syde sa mony assemblit thair That Wallace wald lat follow thame na mair Befoir he raid gart his folk turne agane Of Inglismen seuin thousand thair was slane Than Wallace Oist agane to Bigar raid Quhair Inglismen greit purueyance had maid The Iowalry as thay war hidder led Pauillonis and all thay leifit quhen thay fled The Scotts gat gold gude geir and vther wage Releuit thay war that partit that peillage To meit thay went with myrth and plesance Thay spairit nocht King Edwardis purueyance With solace syne ane lytill sleip thay ta Ane priuat watche he gart amang thame ga Twa Cuikis fell thair lyfis for to saif With deid Crocis that lay vnput in graif Quhen thay saw weill the Scottis war at rest Out of the feild to steill thay thocht it best Full law thay crap quhill thay war out of sicht Efter the Oist syne ran in all thair micht Quhen yat ye Scottis had sleipit bot ane quhyle Than rais thay vp for Wallace dreidit gyle He said to thame the Sutheroun may persew Agane to vs for thay ar folk anew Quhair Inglismen prouisioun makis in weir It is full hard to do thame mekill deir On this plane feild we will thame nocht abyde To sum gude place my purpois is to ryde The purueyance thay left was into that steid To Roppis Bog he gart seruandis it leid With ordinance that Sutheroun brocht in thair He with the Oist to Dauidschaw can fair Quhair thay remanit ane greit space of the day Of Inglismen Èit sum thing will I say As King Edward throw Culter hopis socht Quhen he persauit the Scottis followit nocht In Iohnis Graif he gart his Oist byde still Feill fleand folk assemblit sone him till Quhen thay war met the King neir worthit mad For his deir kyn that he thair â—oâ—ssit had His twa Emis into the feild was slane His secund Sone that mekill was of mane His brother Hew was killit thair full cald The Erll of Kent that cruell berne and bald With greit worschip tuke deid befour the King For him he murnit sa lang as he micht Ring At this semblay as thay in sorrow stand The twa Cuâ—kis come sone in at his hand And
home Into Carlile to ane counsall he Èeid Quhairof the Scottis micht haue ful mekil dreid Mony Capitane that was of Ingland borne Hidder thair past semblit thair King beforne Na Scottis man to that counsall thay cald Bot Schir Aymer that tratour was of auld At him thay speirit how thay suld tak on hand The richteous blude to stroy out of Scotland Schir Aymer said thair Chiftane can weill do Richt wyse in weir and hes greit power to And now this trewis geuis thame sic hardiment That to Èour saith thay will nocht all consent Bot wald Èe do richt as I can Èow leir The peax to thame it suld be sauld full deir Than demit he the fals Sutheroun amang How thay best micht the Scottis Barrounis haÌ„g Four greit Bernis that tyme stude into Air Wrocht for the King quhen his bigging was yair Biggit about that na man enter micht Bot ane atanis nor haue of vther sicht Thair ordanit thay thir Lordis suld be slane Ane Iustice maid quhilk was of mekill mane To Lord Persee of this mater thay laid With sad auise agane to thame he said Thay men to me hes keipit treuth sa lang Dissaitfully I may nocht se thame hang. I am thair fa and warne will I thame nocht Sa I be quyte I rek nocht quhat Èe wrocht Fra thyne I will and toward Glasgow draw With our Bischop to heir of his new Law Than cheissit thay ane Iustice feirs and fell Quhilk Arnulf hecht as myne Author will tell Of South Hamptoun he hecht baith Air Lord He vnder tuke to pyne thame with ane cord Ane vther Air in Glasgow ordanit thay For Clyddisdaill men to stand the samin day Syne chargit thame in all wayis eirnestly Be na kyn meake Wallace suld eschaip yame by For weill thay wist thir men war ouirthrawin Thay micht at wil bruik Scotland as yair awin This band thay clois vnder thair Seillis fast Syne socht ouir mure agane King Edward past The new Iustice ressauit was in Air The Lord Persee can vnto Glasgow fair This Air was set in Iune the xviij day And planely cryit na fre man war away The Scottis meruellit and peax tane in the land Quhy Inglismen sic maistrie tuke on hand Schir Rannald set ane day befoir this Air At Monktoun Kirk his freindis to meit him yair Williame Wallace vnto that tryist culd pas For he as than Wardane of Scotland was This Maister Iohne ane worthie clerk was yair He chargit his kyn for to byde fra that Air. Richt weill he wist fra Persee left that land Greit perrell was to Scottis appeirand Wallace fra thame into the Kirk he Èeid Pater Noster he said and al 's ane Creid Syne to the Grece he lenit him soberly Vpon ane sleip he slaid full suddandly Cleland followit and saw him fallin on sleip He maid na noyis bot wisely culd him keip In that slummer cuÌ„mand him thocht he saw Ane stalwart man that toward him culd draw Sone be the hand he hint him haistelie I am he said in veyage chargit with the. Ane sword him gaif of burely burnist steill Gude Sone he said this sword thow sall bruik weill Of Topasion him thocht the plumat was Baith hilt and all glitterand as the glas Deir Sone he said we tary heir to lang Thow sall ga se quhair wrocht is mekill wrang Than he him led to ane montane on hicht The warld him thocht he micht se at ane sicht He left him thair syne sone he fra him went Thairof Wallace studyit in his Intent To se him thair he had full greit desyre Thair with he saw begyn ane felloun fyre Quhilk braithly brynt on breid out throw ye land Scotland attour fra Ros to Sulway sand Than sone to him descendit thair ane Quene Illuminat licht schinand full bricht and schene In hir presence appeirit sa mekill licht That all the fyre scho put out of his sicht Gaif him ane wand of cullour reid and grene With ane Saphir saynit his face and ene Welcum scho said I cheis the to my lufe Thow art grantit be the greit God abufe To help pepill that sufferis mekill wrang With the as now I may nocht tary lang Thow sall returne to thyne awin Oist agane Thy derrest kyn ar heir in mekill pane This richt Regioun thow mon redeme it all Thy last rewaird in eirth salbe bot small Let nocht thairfoir tak redres of this mis To thy rewaird thow sall haue heuinis blis Of hir richt hand scho betaucht him ane buik Humbly thus hir leif than scho tuik Vnto the Clud ascendit of his sicht Wallace brak vp the buik in all his micht In thre partis the buik weill writtin was The first letteris war gros letteris of bras The secund gold the thrid was siluer schene Wallace meruellit quhat this wryting suld mene To reid the buik he besyit him sa fast His Sprite agane to walkand mynd it past And vp he rais syne suddandly furth went This Clerk he fand and tauld him his Intent Of this visioun as I haue said befoir Compleitly furth quhat neidis wordis moir Deir Sone he said my wit vnabill is To ratifie sic for dreid I say mys Èœit I sall deme thocht my cunning be small God grant na charge efter my wordis fall The stalwart man gaif the that sword in hand Fergus it is first winnar of Scotland That montane is quhair he the had on hicht Knawledge to haif of wrang yat thow mon richt That fyre salbe feill tythingis or Èe part Quhilk will be tauld in mony sindrie art I can nocht wit quhat Quene that that suld be Bot gif it be Fortoun ane Lady quhylis richt fre The pretty wand I trow be myne Intent Betaiknis reull and cruell chaistement The reid cullour quha graithly vnderstude Betaikinis all to greit battell and blude The grene curage that thow art now amang In trubill and weir thow sall continew lang The Saphir stane scho blissit the with all Is happy chance will God sall to the fall The thrynfald buik is bot this brokin land Thow mon redeme be worthynes of hand The bras letteris betaikinis bot to this The greit oppres in weir and mekill mys The quhilk thow sall bring to the richt agane Bot thow thairfoir mon suffer mekill pane The gold betaikinis honour and worthynes Victor in armis manheid and Nobilnes The siluer schawis clene lyfe and heuinnis blis To thy rewaird that myrth thow sall nocht mis. Dreid nocht thairfoir be out of all dispair Farther as now heirof I can na mair He thankit him and thus his leif hes tane To Corsbie syne with his Vnkill raid hame With myrthis thus all nicht soiornit thair Vpon the morne thay graithit thame to the Air. And furth thay raid quhill thay come to Kyncace With dreidfull hart thus speirit wicht
nycht Èœit feill thay slew in to the chace that day The Bischoppis self and guid men gat away Aymeir Wallange reskewit thaim in that place That Knicht full oft did greit harme to Wallace Wallace began that nycht at ten nouris in Air On day be ix in Glasgow semblit thair Be ane ouir none at Bothuell Èei he was Reprenit Wallange or he wald forthir pas Syne turnit agane as weill witnessis the buik To Dundaf raid and thair resting he tuik Cald guid Schir Iohne of thir tythingis in Air Greit mane he maid he was nocht with him thair Wallace soiornit in Dundaf at his will Fyue dayis out quhill tythingis come him till Out of the hicht quhair guid men war forlorne For Buchane rais Athole Menteith and Lorne Vpon Argyle ane fellone weir thay mak For Edwardis saik this thay can vndertak The Knicht Campbell in Argyle than was still With his guid men aganis King Eduardis will And keipit fre Lochaw his heritage Bot MakfadÈeane than did him greit outrage This MakfadÈeane to Inglismen was sworne Edward gaif him baith Argyle and Lorne Fals Iohne of Lorne to that gift can accord In Ingland than he was ane new maid Lord. Thus falsly he gaif out his heritage And tuke at London of Edward ane greit wage Duncane of Lorne Èit for the Landis straif Quhill MakfadÈeane ourset him with the laif Put him on force to guid Campbell the Knicht Quhilk in to weir was wyse wourthy and wicht This MakfadÈeane was enterit in Scotland And merualously that Tyran tuke on hand With his power the quhilk I spak of Air Thir thre Lordschippis all semblit to him thair Fyftene thowsand of curssit folk in deid Of all gadering in oist he had to leid And mony of thame was out of Irland brocht Barnis nor wyfe thay pepill sparit nocht Waistit the land al 's fer as thay micht ga Thay beiftly folk couth nocht bot byrne and sla In to Lochaw he enterit suddandly The guid Knicht CaÌ„pbell saw guid defence for thy To Crag Hummyr with thre hundreth he Èeid That strenth thay held for all thair cruell deid Syne brak the brig that thay mich nocht our pas Bot throw ane furd quhair narrow passage was Abandounly Campbell aganis thame baid Fast vpone Awfe that was baith deip and braid MakfadÈeane was vpone the tothir syde And thair on force behufit him for to byde For at the Furd he durst not enter out For guid Campbell micht set him than in dout MakfadÈeane socht and ane small passage fand Had he layser thay micht pas of that land Betuix ane Roche and the greit Watter syde Bot four in front thay micht nane gang nor ryde In to Lochaw was beistis greit plente And quhill he thocht thair with his oist to be And vthir stuf that thay had with thame brocht Bot all his cost auailit him richt nocht Duncane of Lorne has sene this suddand cace Fra guid Campbell he went to seik Wallace Sum help to get of thair torment and tene Togidder befoir in Dunde thay had bene Lernand at Scole in to thair tender age He thocht to slaik MakfadÈeanis hie curage Gâ—michell than with Duncane furth him dicht Ane gyde he was and fute man wounder wicht Sone gat thay with quhair Wallace lugir was With thair complaynt to his presence thay pas Erll Malcolme al 's the Lennox held at peis With his guid men to Wallace can he preis To him thair come guid Richard of Lundy In to Dundaf he wald na langar ly Schir Iohne the Grahame al 's bounit him to ryde MakfadÈeanis weir sa greuit him that tyde ¶ How Wallace slew MakfadÈean Ca. ij THan Wallace thocht his greit power to so In quhat array he reullit that cuntre The Rukbie than keipit with greit wrang Striueling Castell that staluart was and strang Quhen Wallace come be south it in ane vaill To Erll Malcolme he said he wald it saill In diuers partis he gart disseuer his men Of thair power that Suthroun suld nocht ken Erll Malcolme baid in buschment out of sicht Wallace with him tuk guid Schir Iohn ye Knicht And ane hundreth of wyse weir men but dout Throw Striueling raid gif ony wald Ische out Towart the Brig the ganest way thay pas Quhen Rukbie saw quhair that thair power was He tuk seuin scoir of Archearis that war thair Vpone Wallace thay followit wounder sair That feill bikker did tham mekill deir Wallace in hand grippit ane nobill speir Agane returnit and hes the formast slane Schir Iohn the Grahame that mekil was of mane Amang thame raid with ane guid speir in hand The first he slew that he befoir him fand Vpone ane vthir his speir in so under Èeid Ane swerd he drew quhilk helpit him in neid Inglis Archearis vpone thame can renew That his guid Hors with arowis sone thay slew On fute he was quhen Wallace has it sene He lichtit sone with men of Armes kene Amang the rout fechtand full wounder fast The Inglismen returnit at the last At the Castell thay wald haue bene full fane Bot Erll Malcolme with men of mekill mane Betuix the Suthroun and the Èettis Èeid Mony thay flew that douchty was in deid In the greit preis Wallace and Rukbie met With his guid sword ane straik vpone him set Derfly to deid the auld Rukbie he draif His tua sonnis eschaipit amang the laif In the Castell be auenture thay Èeid With threttie men na ma chaipit that dreid The Lennox men with thair guid Lord that was Fra the Castell thay said thay wald nocht pas For weill thay wist it micht nocht haldin be For na lang tyme for thy thus ordanit he Erll Malcolme tuke the hous to keip that tyde Wallace wald nocht fra his first purpose byde Instance he maid to this guid Lord and wyse Fra thyne to pas he suld on na kyn wyse Quhill that he had Striueling the Castell strang Trew men him tauld thay micht nocht hald it lang Than Wallace thocht was maist on MakfadÈeane Of Scottis men he had slain mony ane Wallace auowit that he suld wrokkin be On that Rebald or ellis thairfoir de Of tyranny King Edward thocht him guid Law borne he was and al 's of sympill bluid Thus Wallace was sair greuit in his entent To this iourney richt ernestfully he went At Striueling Brig assemblit to him richt Twa thowsand men that wourthy war and wicht Towart Argyle he bounit for to ryde Duncane of Lorne was thair trew sicker gyde Of auld Rukbie the quhilk we spak of Air Twa sonnis on lyfe in Striueling leuit thair Quhen thai Brethir consauit all at richt This hous to hald that thay na langar micht For cause quhy thay wantit men and meit With Erll Malcolme thay maid thame for to treit Grace of thair lyfis and thay that with thame was
leif and speik furth of our men The Knicht Campbell maid him to that veyage Of Lochow cheif that was his heritage The gude Ramsay furth to that Iourney went Schir Iohne the Grahame fordwart in his Intent Wallace Cousing Adam full worthy was And Robert Boyd furth blyithly can yai pas Baith Auchinlek and Richard of Lundy Lawder and Hay and Setoun full worthy THis Royall Oist but resting furth thay raid To Brokis feild yair ane quhyle yai baid ThaÌ„ Wallace tuik with him fourty but leis To Roxburgh Èet raid sone or he wald ceis Sutheroun meruellit gif it suld be Wallace Without assouerance come to persew that place Of Schir Rauf Gray sone presence couth he as And warnit him thus farther or he wald pas Our purpois is in Ingland for to ryde Na tyme we haif of Seissing now to byde Tak tent and heir of our cuÌ„ming agane Gif ouir this hous send me the keyis in plane Thus I command befoir thir witnes large Gif thow will nocht remane with all the charge Bot this be done throw force and I tak the Out ouir this wall thow sall be hangit hie With that he turnit and to his Oist can wend This ilk command to Berwik sone he send With gude Ramsay yat was ane worthy Knicht The Oist but mair full awfully he dicht Began at Tweid and spairit nocht thay fand Bot brynt be force all haill Northumberland All Durame toun thay brynt vp in ane gleid Abbayis thay spairit Kirkis quhair yat yai Èeid To Èœork thay raid but baid or thay wald blyn To byrne and slay of thame he thocht na syn Na sin thay thocht the samin to lat vs feill Bot Williame Wallace quit our querrell weill Forthis thay wan and small Castellis kest doun With asper wappinnis payit thair ransoun Of presoneris thay lykit nocht to keip Quhome yai ouir tuik thay maid thair freindis to weip Na sutherouÌ„sauit for all yair greit riches All sic trustrie he callit bot wretchitnes Vnto the Èettis and Subuerbis of the toun Braithly yai brynt and brak yair biggingis doun At the wallis assailÈeit fyftene dayis Quhil King Edward scud to yame in this wayis Ane Knicht ane Clerk and ane Squyar of peis And prayit him fair of byrning for to ceis And hecht battell or fyftene dayis war past Souerance sa lang gif him lykit he ast And al 's he speirit quhy Wallace tuik on hand The felloun stryfe in defence of Scotland And said he meruellit in his wit for thy Aganis Ingland was of sa greit party Sen Èe haue maid mekill of Scotland fre It war gude tyme for to lat malice be Wallace hes hard the message say thair will With manly voce richt thus he said thame â—il Èœe may knaw weill that richt aneuch we haif Of his Souerance I keip nocht for to craif Becaus I am ane natiue Scottis man It is my det to do all that I can To fend our Kingrik out of dangering To his desyre we will grant in sum thing Our Oist sall ceis for chance that may betyde Thir fyftene dayis bargane for to abyde And sall do nocht les than it mufe in Èow In his respite my self couth neuer trow King Edwardis writ vnder his Seill yai gaif Be fourtie dayis that thay suld battelll hait Wallace than gaif this credence to thair King Thair leif thay tuik syne passit but resting And tald him haill how Wallace leit thame feill Of yair Souerance he keipit nocht adeill Sic reullit men sa awfull in effeir Ar nocht Cristinit as he leidis in weir The King answerit and said it suld be kend It cuÌ„mis of wit enemeis to commend Thay ar to dreid richt greitly in certane Sadly thay think of harmis that thay haue tane Leif I thame thus at counsall with thair King And of the Scottis agane to speik sum thing VAllace tranoyntit vpon the secund day Fra Èœork yai past richt in ane gude array North west yai went in battell buskit boun Thair ludgeing tuik besyde Northallartoun And cryit his peax thair mercatis for to stand Thay fourtie dayis for pepill of Ingland Quha that lykit ony vittall to sell Of all thair schoir war mekill for to tell Schir Rauf Rymont Capitane of Miltoun was With greit power be nicht ordanit to pas On Wallace Oist to mak sum Ieopardie Feill Scottis men that dwelt in that countrie Wist of this thing and gadderit to Wallace Thay maid him wyse of all this felloun cace Gude Lundy than to him he callit thair And Hew ye Hay of Lochorquhart was Air. With thre thousand yat worthely had wrocht Syne priuatly on fra the Oist thay socht The men he tuik that come to him of new Gydis to be for thay the cuntrie knew The Oist he maid in gude quyet to be Ane space fra thame he buskit priuatlie Schir Rauf RymoÌ„t with seuin thousand come in On Wallace Oist ane Ieopardie to begin The buschment brak or thay the Oist come neir On Sutheroun men ye worthy Scottis caÌ„ sâ—eir Thre thousand hail war braithly brocht to grouÌ„d Iourney thay socht and sickerly hes found Schir Rauf Rymont was stikkit on ane speir Thre thousand slane that worthy war in weir The Sutheroun wist quhen thair Chiftane was slane To Miltoun fast yai fled in all thair mane Wallace followit with his gude Cheualry Amang Sutheroun thay enterit suddanly Scottis and Inglis into the toun atanis Sutheroun men schot braithly kest doun stanis Of thair awin men richt feill thair haue yai slane The Scottis about that war of mekill mane Vp Greissis ran and seisit all the toun Derfly to deith the Sutheroun dang thay doun Wallace thair hes fundin full greit riches Iowellis and gold wappinnis and harnes SpulÈeit the toun of wyne and of vittaill To his Oist send with cariage of greit waill Thre dayis still within the toun he baid Syne brak doun werk that worthely was maid Wyfis and barnis thay put out of the toun Na man he sauit that was of that Natioun Quhen Scottis had tane and tursit thair desyre Wallis thay brak and set the laif in fyre The tymmer werk thay brynt vp all in plane On the feird day to his Oist raid agane Gart cast ane dyke that micht sum strenthing be To keip the Oist fra suddand Ieopardie Than Inglismen was richt greitly agast Fra North and South vnto thair King yai past At Punfrayt lay and held ane Parliament To gif battell the Lordis couth nocht consent Bot Wallace war of Scotland crownit King Thair counsall fand it was ane perrillous thing For thocht thay wan thay wan bot as thay wair And gif thay tynt loist Ingland euer mair In cace it war put in the Scottis hand And this decreit thair wit amang thame fand Gif Wallace wald vpon him tak the Crown To gif battaill thay suld be reddy boun The samin
hes bene Into the handis of Èour fals King I wene We ask heir al 's be vertew of this band Our awin ÈouÌ„g King be wrang led fra ScotlaÌ„d We sall thame haue withouttin wordis mair To his desyre the Lordis grantit thair Richt at his will thay haue consentit haill For na kyn thing the peice thay wald nocht faill The Èoung Randall that than in Londoun was The Lord of Lorne in this band he can as The Erll of Buchane bot than in tender age Efter he grew ane man of greit vassalage Cumyng and Foullis he gart delyuer al 's Quhilk efter was to King Robert full fals Wallange fled ouir durst nocht byde yat mute In Picardy to ask him was na bute Bot he wald erar haue had that fals Knicht Than ane thousand of fynest gold sa bricht The Bruce he askit bot he was had away Befoir that tyme to Calice mony ane day King Edward preuit yat yai micht nocht him get Of Glocester his Vncle had him fet That Calice had haill into his keiping Wallace that tyme gat nocht his richteous King The Erll Patrik al 's fra Londoun thay send With Wallace to gang as weill befoir is kend Of this mater ane finall gouernance To King Edward he gaif vp his legeance And tuik to hald of Scotland euer mair With full glaid hait Wallace ressauit him yair Thay honourit him richt reuerently as Lord The Scottis was all reioysit of that concord Ane hundreth hors with Èoung Lordis of RenouÌ„ To Wallace come all fred of that presoun Vnder his Seill King Edward yan gart send For to gif ouir and mak ane finall end Roxburgh Berwik quhilk war of mekill vaill To Scottis men and all the boundis haill For syne Èeir trewis thay promeist be yair band Than Wallace said we will pas neir Scotland Or ocht be Seillit and thairfoir mak vs boun Agane we will besyde Northallartoun Quhair King Edward first battell hecht to me As we began thair sall it endit be Greit weill the Quene he chargit the Message It is for hir that we leif our veyage Ane day he set quhen thay suld meit him thair And seill the peice withouttin proces mair Vpon the morne the Oist but mair auyse Tranoyutit north vpon ane gudly wyse To the set tryst that Wallace had thame maid The Inglis message come but mair abaid Thay seillit the peice without langer delay The message than vpon the Secund day To Londoun went in all the haist thay can The worthy Scottis with mony gudly man To Bamburgh come with all thair power haill Sextie thousand all Scottis of greit vaill Ten dayis befoir Alhallowis euin thay fure On Lammes day thay lichtit on Carhame mure Thair ludgeit thay with plesance as thay mocht Quhill on the morne that Preistis to yame brocht In Carhame Kirk and seissit in his hand Roxburgh keyis as thay had maid cuÌ„naâ—d And Berwik al 's quhilk Inglismen had lang Thay fred the folk in Ingland for to gang For thair lyfis Ischit of ather place Thay durst nocht weill byde rekning of Wallace Capitane he maid in Berwik of Renoun That worthy was gude Cristall of Setoun Keiper he maid to Roxburgh Castell wicht Schir Iohn Ramsay ane wyse worthy Knicht Syne Wallace self with Erll Patrik in plane To Dunbar raid and restorit him agane In his Castell and al 's his heritage With the consent of all the haill barnage Quhen Wallace was aggreit and this Lord To reull the Realme he maid him gudly ford Scotland atouir fra Ros to Sulway sand He raid it thryis and statute all the land In the Lennox ane quhyle he maid repair Schir Iohn Menteith ane quhyle was Capitane thair Al 's twyis befoir he had his Gossop bene Bot na freindschip betuix thame syne was sene Twa monethis still he dwelt in Dunbartane Ane hous he foundit vpon ane Roch of stane Men left he thair to big it to the hicht Syne to the Marche agane he rydis richt Into Roxburgh thay cheissit him ane place Ane gude Towr thair he gart big in schort space â–ª The Kingrik stude in gude worschip and eis Was nane sa greit durst his nichtbour displeis The abill ground gart laubour thriftely Vittall and frute thair grew aboundantly Was neuer befoir sen this was callit Scotland Sic welth and peice atanis in the land He send Iop twyis to Bruce in Huntingtoun Beseikand him to cum and tak his Crown Counsall he tuik at fals Saxonis allace He had neuer hap in lyfe to get Wallace Thre Èeir as thus the Realme stude in gude peis Of this saying me wourthis for to ceis And farther furth of Wallace will I tell Into his lyfe quhat auenture Èit befell ¶ Heir endis the first Conqueis of Scotland ☞ ✚ ☜ ₠¶ The Nynt part of this buik declairis how Wallace past in France Cap. j. ANe Royall King that Regnit into France Greit worschip hard of Wallace gouernance The proues price and of his worthy deid Al 's Furthwart fair commendit of manheid Baith humbill trew and pruifit weill of pryce Of honour treuth and voyd of couetyce That Nobill King Regnand in Royaltie Had greit delyte this Wallace for to se And knew richt weill schortly to vnderstand The greit suppryse and â—uirset of Ingland He meruellit al 's of Wallace small power That but ane King tuik sic a Realme to steir Aganis Ingland and gart thair malice ceis Quhill thay desyrit with gude will to tak peis And richt anone ane Herald gart he call In schort termis he hes reheirsit all Of his Intent compleitly to ane end Syue in Scotland he bad him he suld wend. And he wrait richt with verray greit honour To William Wallace as ane Conquerour O Louit leid with worschip wyse and wicht Thow verray help in halding of thy richt Thow richt reskewar of thy natiue land With Goddis grace aganis thy fais to stand In defence helpar of thy richteous blude O worthy birth and blissit be thy fude. As it is red of Prophecy beforne In happy tyme for Scotland thow was borne I the beseik with all humilitie My clois letter thow wald consaif and se As Èour brother I cristynit King of France To the beirar Èe heir and gif credance The Herald him bownit and to ye Schip is gane In Scotland sone he cuÌ„mis into ane Bot Herald lyke he seikis his presence On land he went and maid na residence In euerie steid quhair he presumit thair Sa on ane day he fand him into Air. In gude effeir and manlyke cumpany The Herald than with honour reuerently Hes salust him vpon ane gudely maneir And he agane with humbill hamely cheir Ressauit him into richt gudly wyse The Herald than with worschip to deuyse Be tuik to him the Kingis write of France Wallace on kne with lawly obeysance Richt reuerently for worschip of Scotland Quhen he it red
lappit it about Quhen Mortoun saw that he was in yat dout He askit leif with thair for lyfis to ga Wallace denyis and sayis it beis nocht swa The last Capitane of Ingland yat heir was I gaif him leif haill with his men to pas Thow sall forthink sic maistrie for to mak All Ingland sall of the exempill tak Sic men I weind fra thyne for to haue worne Thow salbe hangit suppois thy King had sworne â–ª He gart command na Scottis suld to yame speik Confermit the seige and said we sall vs wreik On Inglismen as skill will of Dundie Skrymgeour he maid thair Constabill to be Ane Ballingair of Ingland that was thair Past out of Tay and come to Quhitbie fair To Londoun send and tald of all this cace To hyng Mortoun sa vowit had Wallace Befoir this tyme Edward with power Èeid To weir on France for than he had na dreid Befoir he trowit Scotland to be his a win Quhen thay him warnit how his men was ouirthrawin Agane he tuik to Ingland haistely And left his deid all fiklit in foly Gascoun he clamit all in heritage He left it thus with all his hie barnage And Flanderis al 's he thocht to tak on hand All thir he left and come to reif Scotland QuheÌ„ yat this King in InglaÌ„d was cuÌ„min hame SuÌ„moundis yai maid chargit Bruce be name And vther ma that leuit vnder his Crown Bischop Barroun to cum at his Summoun QuheÌ„ Wallace twyis throw grace had fred Scotland This tyran King tuik planely vpon hand For sic desyre that he micht haue na rest He thocht to him to mak it plane conquest In couetise he had rungin sa lang Chiftanis he maid yat thay suld nocht pas wrang Gydis thay theis fra strenthis thame to gy Thay thocht na mair to byde at Ieopardy In plane battell and thay micht Wallace wyn He trowit of weir thay wald na mair begyn Leif I this King makand his Ordinance My purpois is to speik sum thing of France The Inglismen than Guyan held of weir To Frenche folk yai did full mekill deir King and counsall sone in thair wittis kest To get Wallace thame thocht it was the best For Guyan land the Inglismen had thay Than schuip thay thus in all the haist thay may For thay traistit gif Scotland war weill stad Wallace wald cum as he thame promeist had The samyn Herald befoir in Scotland was Thay him commandit and ordanit he suld pas Into Scotland without langer delay Out of the Sluce al 's gudly as he may Reddy he was in Schip he past on cais In Tayis mouth but baid the hauin he tais Quhair Wallace than was at ye sailÈe still And he ressauit the Herald with gude will Thair writ he red and said thame on this wyse Ane answer sone he couth thame nocht deuyse To honest Iunis the Herald than he send On Wallace coist richt baldly for to spend Quhill tyme he saw how vther materis Èeid Than answer he suld haue withouttin dreid The wit of France thocht Wallace to commend Into Scotland with his Herald thay send Praise of his deid and al 's the descriptioun Of him tane thair be men of discretioun Clerkis Knichtis Heraldis that him saw Bot I heirof can nocht reheirs at aw Wallace stature of greitnes and of hicht Was Iudgit thus be discretioun of sicht That saw him baith on Cheuall and in weid Nyne quarteris large of hicht he was in deid Thrid part that lenth in schulderis braid was he Richt semely strang and richt lustie to se In lymmis greit with stalwart pais and sound His braunis hard with armis lang and round His handis maid richt lyke to ane Palmeir Of manlyke mak with naillis lang and cleir Proportionat fair and lang was his visage Richt sad of speiche and abill of curage Braid breistit heich with sturdy craig and greit His lippis round his neis was squair and treit Broundant broun hair on browis and breis licht Cleir asper ene lyke Dyamantis bricht Vnder his chyn on his left syde was sene Be hurt ane wen his cullour was sanguene Woundis he had in mony diuers place Bot fair and haill weill keipit was his face Of riches al 's he keipit na propir thing Gaif yat he wan lyke Alexander the King In tyme of peis meik as ane mayd suld be Quhair weir approchit the richt Hector was he To Scottis men richt gude credence he gaif Bot knawin enemyis yai couth him nocht dissaif Thir properteis war Iudgit into France Of him to be ane gudly remembrance Maister Iohn Blair this Patroun couth ressaiâ— In Wallace buik he breuit it with the laif Bot he heirof as than tuik lytill heid His lauborous mynd was all of vther deid At Dundie Seige this ernest as he lay Tythingis to him Iop brocht vpon ane day How Edward King with lyklie men to waill Ane hundreth thousand come for to assaill Than Scotland ground thay had tane vpon cace Into sum part it greuit gude Wallace He maid Skrymgeour at the hous to ly With twa thousand and chargit him for thy That nane suld chaip with lyfe out of that steid That Sutheroun war bot put yame all to deid Skryâ—geour grantit richt faithfully to byde With aucht thousand Wallace can fra him ryde To Sanct Iohnstoun thre dayis he graithit yair With sad auyse towart the south can fair For King Edward that tyme ordanit had Ten thousand haill to pas that was full glaid With Èoung Wodstok ane Lord of mekill micht Aâ— Striuiling brig he ordanit thame full richt And thair to byde the entrie for to weir Of Wallace than he trowit to haue na deir Thair leif thay tuik and past on but delay Richt Royally into ane gude array To Striuiling come and thair wald nocht abyde To se the North beÈond Forth can thay ryde Sic new curage sa fell in his Intent Quhilk maid Sutheroun full â—air for to repent ☞ ✚ ☜ ¶ The Elleuint Buik declairis the Battell of the Fawkirk Cap. j. THis Wodstok raid into ye North gude speid Of Scottis as than he had bot lytill dreid For weill thay trowit for to reskew Dundie Thair Schippis come to Tay in be the se His gydis said that thay suld leid him by Sanct Iohnstoun quhair passage lay planely The hicht thay tuik and luikit thame about Sa war thay war of Wallace and his rout Than in sumpart he remordit his thocht The Kingis command becaus he keipit nocht Bot fra he saw thay fewar was nor he He wald thame byde and outher do or de Schir Iohne Ramsay formest this power saw Said Èone ar thay that Èe se hidder draw Outher Sutheroun that cuÌ„mis sa cruellie Or Erll Malcolme to seik Èow for supplie Than Wallace smylit said Inglismen thay ar Èœe may thame ken riche weill quhair yat yai fair On Sehiref mure Waallce
as scho past How Wallace eschaipit syne on thair wayis Èeid Schir Rannald Èit was in ane felloun dreid Quhill he him saw in hart he thocht full lang Than suddandly in armis he him thrang He micht nocht speik bot kissit him tenderly His trubillit spreit was in ane extasy Thy blyith teiris thay brist fra his Ene twa Or that he spak ane lang tyme held him sa And at the last richt freindfully said he Welcum Neuoy welcum deir Sone to me Thankit be he that all the warld hes wrocht Thus fairlie the hes out of presoun brocht His Mother come and vther freindis anew With full glaid will to se thir tythingis new Gude Robert Boyd that worthy was and wicht Wald not yame trow quhil he saw him with sicht Fra sindrie partis thay socht to Ricardtoun Feill worthy folkis that war of greit Renoun Thus leif I thame in mirth blyithnes and plesaÌ„ce Thankand greit God of his hie happy chance ¶ The Thrid Buik IN Ioyus Iulij quhen the flouris is sweit Digestabill Engendering with the heir Baith flour and fruit buskis bewis braid Aboundantly in euerie slonk and flaid All bestiall thair richt cours to Indure Weill helpit ar be wirking of Nature On fuit ascendand to the heuinis hicht Conseruit weill be the maker of micht Fische in the flude refectit Really To mannis fude ye warld to occupy Bot Scotland sa was waistit mony day Throw weir sic skaith that laubour was away Vittall worthit scant or August culd appeir Throw all the land the fude hapnit full deir Bot Inglismen that riches wantit nane Be Cariage brocht yair vittall in gude wane Stuffit housis with wyne and gude vernage Enioyit this land as thair awin heritage This Kingrik haill yai reullit at thair will Messingeris than sic tythingis tald yame till And tauld the Peirse yat Wallace leuand wes And fra thair presoun in Air eschaipit hes Thay trowit it weill that Wallace past yat steid For Longcastell and his thre men war deid Thay waryit the chance yat Wallace was sa past In euerilk part yai war full greitly agast Throw Prophecie yat yai had hard befoir Lord Peirse said quhat neidis wordis moir Bot he be fast he sall do greit meruall It war the best for King Edwardis auaill Micht he him get to be his steidfast man For gold or land his conqueis micht stand yan We think be force he may nocht gottin be Wyse men forsuith be his eschaip may se Thus deme thay him in mony diuers cace We leif yame thus and speik of gude Wallace In Ricardtoun he wald na langer byde For freindis counsall nor nocht that may beâ—yde And quhen thay saw that it auaillit nocht His purpois was to venge him gif he mocht On Sutheroun blude that hes his Elderis slane Thay leit him wirk his awin will into plane Schir Richart had thre Sonnis as I Èow tald Adam Richart and Symon that was bald Adam Eldest was growin into curage Fordwart richt fair and xviij Èeiris of age Large of persoun baith wyse worthy and wicht Gude King Robert in his tyme maid him Knicht Lang tyme efter in Brucis weiris abaid On Inglismen mony gude Iourney maid This guid Squyar with Wallace bownit to ryde And Robert boyd quhilk wald na langer byde Vnder thirllage of Seigis of Ingland To the fals King he had neuer maid band Cleland was thair neir Cousing to Wallace Syne baid with him in mony perrillous place â–ª And Edward lytill his Sister Sone sa deir Full weill graithit into thair armour cleir With thair seruandis to Ricardtoun thay raid To Mauchline mure ane schort tyme thair abaid For freindis thame tald was bundin in thirâ—lage That Fenwik sent was for the Peirseis Cariage Within schort tyme he will bring it to Air Out of Carleill thay haue ressauit it yair That pleisit Wallace in hart richt greitumly Wit Èe thay war ane gudly cumpany Towart Lowdoun yai bownit thame to ryde And in ane Schaw ane lytill thair besyde Thay ludgit thame for it was neir the nicht To wache the way al 's gudly as thay micht Ane gude trew Scot quhilk Oistlair hous held thair Vnder Lowdoun my Author can declair He saw yame cum he went to yame in hy Baith meit and drink he brocht thame priuely And to thame tald the Cariage men in plane â—hair â—oir Rydar to Air was past agane Left thame to cum with power of greit vaill Thay trowit be than thay war in Annandaill Wallace than said we will nocht Soiorne heir Nor change na weid bot our Ilk dayis geir At Crossintoun the way was spilt that tyde For that same way behouit thay to ryde And fra the tyme that he of presoun â—ure Gude Somer weid â–ª daylie on him he bure Gude licht harnes fra that tyme vsit he euer For suddand stryfe fra it he wald nocht seuer Ane HaberÈoun vnder his gown he bair Ane gude steill cap in his bonnet but mair Twa gluiffis of plait with claith was couerit weil In his Doublet ane clois Collair of steill His face he keipit for it was euer bair With his twa haÌ„dis ye quhilkis full worthy wair Into his weid and he come in ane thrang Was na man than on fuit micht with him gang Sa growin of pith of power stark and sture His terribill dyntis was feirfull to Indure Thay traistit mair of Wallace him allane Than ane hundreth of Ingland micht be tane Thir worthy Scottis maid thair na tarying To Lowdoun hill past in the gray dawing Deuysit the place and put thair hors away And thocht to wyn or neuer hyne to ga Twa Scurriouris send to vesy weill the plane Bot thay richt sone returnit in agane To Wallace tald that thay war cuÌ„mand fast Than to the ground all kneilland at the last With humbill hartis prayit with all thair micht To God abuif to help thame in thair richt Thay graithit thame to harnes haistely Thair sonÈeit nane of that gude cumpany Than Wallace said heir was my Father slane My brether al 's quhilk dois vs mekill pane Sa sall my self or vengit be but dreid The tratour is heir is causer of the deid Than hecht thay all to byde with hartly will Be that the power was takand Lowdoun hill The Knicht Fenwik conuoyit the cariage He had on Scottis maid mony schrewit veyage The sone was rissin lemand ouir landis licht The Inglismen saw yat thay come to the hicht Neir him thay raid and sone the Scottis saw He tald his men and said to thame on raw Èœone is Wallace that eschaipit our presoun He sall agane be drawin throw the toun His heid I wait micht better pleis the King Than gold or land or ony eirdly thing He gart his seruandis byde with ye Cariage still Thocht to demane the Scottis at thair
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
Deuillê brâ—kis our laÌ„d And I with force may nocht aganis yame stand To tak this toun my power is to small Greit perrell al 's of my self may beâ—all Set it in fyre it will vndo my sell Or lois my men thair is na mair to tell The Èettis ar cloisit the dykis ar deip with all Thocht I wald swoâ—ne forsuith yai can nocht all This mater heir thairfoir I will lat slyde For in this tyme I may na langer byde Al 's men him tauld the Capitane was to paâ— Hame to Kincleuin quhairof richt glaid he was His leif he tuik aâ— Heiris of the toun To Methuen wod richt glaidly maid him boun His horile he hynt and blyithlie bownit to blaw His men him hard and thair sone can yai draw Richt blyith he was for yai war haill and feir Mony at him for tythingis wald nocht speir He thame commandit for to mak reddy fast In gude array out of the wod thay past Towart Kincleuin thay bownit yame yat tyde Syne in ane vaill yat neir was thame besyde Fast vpon Tay his buschement he can draw In ane derne wod he stellit thame on raw Set Scurriouris furth the countrie to espy Bot sone or none yair come foir Rydaris by The wache turnit to se quhat was his will He yame commandit in couert hald thame still And we skaill furth the hous wil knawledge haif And that may sone be warning to the laif All force in weir dois nocht bot greuance Wallace was few bot happy was his chance Maid him feill syse his aduersaris to win Be that the Court of Inglismen come in Four scoir and ten weill graithit in thair geir Harnest on hors as lyklie men of weir Wallace saw weill thair number was na ma He thankit God and syne the feild can â—a The Inglis meruellit greitly quhat yai suld be Bot fra yai saw yai maid thame for melle In reist thay kest schairp speiris in that tyde In ouir yai thocht outouir the Scottis to ryde Wallace and his went cruelly thame agane At the first rusche feill Sutheroun men war slane Wallace straik ane with his speir of gude steill Throw out the coist ye schaft fruschit Ilk deill Ane burneist brand in haist yan hynt he out Thryse vpon fuit he thrang throw all the rout Sterne hors thay stikkit suld men of armis beir Fâ—y vnder fuit was fuilÈeit men of weir Buttellar lychtit him self for to defend With men of armis quhilk full worthy war kend On ather syde feill freikis war fechtaâ—d fast The Capitane baid thocht he was sair agast Part of Scoâ—tis be worthynes thay slew Wallace was wa and towart him he drew His men than dred the Buttellar bald and kene On him he socht with Ire and proper tene Vpon the heid him straik in matalent The burneist blaid throw out his basnet went Baith bane and braue he brystit throw his weid Thus Wallace hand deliuerit yame of that dreid Èœit feill on fold was fechtand fellounly Steuin of Ireland and all the Cheualry Into that stour did worthely and weill And Keirly al 's with his gude staâ— of steill The Inglismen fra thair Chiftane was slane Thay left the feild and fled in all thair mane Thre scoir war slane or thay wald leif that steid The fleand folk that wist of na remeid Bot tak the hous thay fled in all thair micht The Scottis followit yat worthy war and wicht Few men of fence war left that place to keip Wemen and Preistis vpon the wall can weip For weill yai wenit the flearis war thair Lord To tak thame in thay maid thame reddy ford Leit doun the brig kest vp the Èettis wyde The frayit folk enterit yat durst nocht byde Gude Wallace euer he followit thame sa fast Quhill in the hous he enterit at the last The Èet he wore quhill cuÌ„mit was all the rout Of Inglis and Scottis he held na man yair out The Inglismen that wynnit in that steid Withouttin grace thay bryttinit thame to deid The Capitanis wyfe wemen and Preistis twa And Èoung Chylder forsuith thay sauit na ma. Held thame in clois efter this suddand cace Or Sutheroun men suld seige yame in yat place Tuik vp the brig and cloisit Èettis fast The deid bodyis out of sicht yai gart cast Within the hous and outwith that war deid Fyue of his awin to bury he gart leid In that Castell seuin dayis still baid be And euerilk nicht thay spuil Èeit besylie To Schort wod schawis led wyne vittal bricht Houshald and geir baith gold and siluer bricht Wemen and thay quham to he grantit grace Quhen he thocht tyme thay put out of the place Quhen thay had tane quhat lykit thame to haif Straik doun the Èet and set in fyre the laif Out of wyndois stanchouâ—is all yai drew Full greit Irne werk into the watter threw Buirdin durris and lokkis in thair Ire All werk of tre thay brynt in to the fyre Spilt that yai micht brak brig and Bulwerk douÌ„ To schort wod schaw in haist yai maid yame bouÌ„ Cheissit ane strenth quhair yai yair lugeing maid In gude effeir ane quhyle yair still he baid Èœit in the toun of this na wit had thay The countrie folk quhen it was lycht of day Greit reik saw ryse and to Kincleuin thay socht Bot wallis and stane mair gude fand thay nocht The Capitanis wyfe to Sanct Iohnstoun scho Èeid And to Schir Gerard tauld yis fellouÌ„ deid Al 's to hir Sone quhat hapnit was be cace Than demit thay all yat it was wicht Wallace Befoir tyme thair he spyit had the toun Than chargit thay all thay suld be reddy boun Harnest on hors into thair armour cleir To seik Wallace thay went all furth in feir Ane thousand men weill garneist for the weir Towart the wod richt awfull in effeir ¶ Schortwod Schawis Cap. iij. TO Schortwod schaw and set it all about With fyue staillis yat stalwart war stout The sext yai maid ane fellouÌ„ Raynge to leid Quhair Wallace was full worthy ay in deid The strenth he tuik and bad thame hald it still On euerie syde assailÈe quha sa will Schir Iohne Buttellar into the Forest went With twa hundreth fair muifit in his Intent His Fatheris deith to venge him gif he mocht To Wallace sone with men of armis he socht Ane cleuch thair was quhair of ane strenth thay maid With thortour treis baldly thair abaid Fra the tane syde thay micht Ische to ane plane Syne throw the wod to the strenth pas agane Twentie he had yat Nobill Archearis wair Aganis seuin scoir of Inglis bowmen sair Thre scoir of speiris neir hand yame baid full richt Gif Scottis Ischit to help yame at thair micht On Wallace set ane bikker bald and kene Ane bow he bair was big and weill besene And
his deir worthy hand Fell famen he left fey vpon the land Èœit Wallace loist fyftene into that steid And fourtie men of Sutheroun thair war deid The Butellaris folk sa fruschit war in deid The hardy scottis to the strenthis throw yai Èeid Vpon Tay syde thay haistit thame full fast In will thay war the watter to haue past Better him thocht in perrell for to be Vpon the land than wilfully to se His men to drowne quhair reskew mycht be nane Agane in Ire to the feild ar thay gane Butellar be than had put his men in array On thame he set with awfull hardy assay On ather syde with wappnis stif of steill Wallace agane na freindschip leit thame feill Bot do or de thay wist na mair succour Thus fend thay lang into that stalwart stour The Scottis Chiftane was Èoung in ane rage Vsit in weir and fechtis with curage â–ª He saw his men of Sutheroun tak sic wrang Thame to Reuenge all dreidles can he gang For mony of thame war bleidand wounder sair He couâ—h nocht se na help appeirand thair Bot gif thair Chiftane war put out of his gait The brym Butellar sa bauldly maid debait Throw the greit preis Wallace to him socht His awfull deid he eschewit as he mocht Vnder ane Aik with men about him set Wallace micht nocht ane graith straik on him get Èœit sched he thame ane full rude sâ—op hes maid â–ª The Scottis went out na langer thair yai baid Steuin of Ireland quhilk hardy was and wicht To help Wallace he did greit preis and micht With trew Keirly douchtâ—e in mony deid Vpon the ground fell Sutheroun gart yai bleid Sextie war slane of Inglismen in that place And nyne of scottis yair tynt war throw yat cace Butellaris men sa distroyit war that tyde Into the stour he wald na langer abyde To get supple he went vnto the staill Thus loist he yair ane hundreth of greit vaill As thay war best arrayand Buttellaris rout Betuiâ— parteis than Wallace Ischit out Sextene with him thay graithit thame to ga Of all his men he had leuit na ma. The Inglismen hes missit him in hy The hound thay tuke and followit him haistely At the Gask wod full â—ane he wald haue bene Bot this sluth Ratche quhilk cruel was and kene On Wallace fute followit wounder fast Quhill in thair sicht thay approchit at the last Thair hors was wicht had soiornit weill lang To the nixt wod twa myle thay had to gang Of vpwith eird thay Èeid with all thair micht Gude hope thay had for it was neir the nicht Faudoun he tyrit and said he micht nocht gang Wallace was wa to leif him in that thrang He bad him ga and said the strenth was neir Bot he thairfoir wald nocht the faster steir Wallace in Ire on the craig can him ta With his gude sword and straik the heid him fra Dreidles to ground he duschit to the deid Fra him he lap and left him in that steid Sum demis it to Ill and sum to gude And I say heir into thir termis rude Better it was he did as thinkis me First to the hound it micht greit stopping be Al 's Faudoun was haldin at greit suspisioun For he was knawin of brukill complexioun Richt stark he was and had bot lytill gane Thus Wallace wist had he bene left allane And he war fals to enemeis wald he ga Gif he war trew the Sutheroun wald him sla Micht he do ocht bot tyne him as it was Fra this questioun now schortly will I pas Deme as Èe list Èe that can best and may Bot I reheirs as myne Author will say Sternis as than began for to appeir The Inglismen waâ— cuÌ„mand wounder neir Fyue hundreth haill war in that Cheualry To the nixt strenth than Wallace can him hy Steuin of Ireland vnwittand of Wallace And gude Keirlie baid still neir hand that place At the mure syde into ane scrogy slaid Be eist Duplin quhair thay this tary maid Faudoun was left besyde thame on the land The power come and suddanly him fand For thair sluith hound the graith way to him Èeid Of vther tred as than scho tuik na heid The sluith stoppit at Faudoun still scho stude Na forther wald fra tyme scho fand the blude The Inglismen demit for vther yai couth not tell Bot yat ye Scottis had fochtin amang yame sell Richt wa thay war for loissit was thair sent Wallace twa men amang the Oist in went Dissimulit weill that na man suld thame ken Richt in affeir as thay war Inglismen Keirlie beheld vnto the bauld Heroun Vpon Faudoun as he was luikand doun Ane subtill straik vpwart him tuik that tyde Vnder the cloik the grundin sword can glyde By the gude maiâ—Èe baith craig and hals bane In sunder straik thus endit that Chiftane To ground he fell feill folk about him thrang Tressoun thay cryit ane tratour vs amang Keirly with that slaid out at ane syde His fellow Steuin than thocht na tyme to byde The fray was greit and fast away thay Èeid Baith toward Erne thus chaipit yai that dreid Butellar was wa of weiping micht nocht stynt Thus reklesly this gude Knycht haue thay tynt Thay demit all that it was Wallace men Or ellis him self thocht thay culd nocht him ken He is richt neir we sall him haue but â—aill The fâ—â—ill wod may lytill him auaill Fourtie thair past agane to Sanct Iohnstoun With this deid Corps to burying maid it boun Partit thair men and diuers wayis raid Ane greit power at Duplin still thair baid To Danrich the Butellar past but let At sundrie furdis the gaitis vmbeset To keip the wod quhill it was day thay thocht As Wallace thus in the thick Forest socht For his twa men in mynde he had greit pane He wist nocht weill gif thay war tane or slane Or chaipit haill be ony Iepardie Threttene war left with him na ma had he In the Gask hall thair ludgeing haue thay tane Fyre gat thay sone bot meit than had thay nane Twa scheip thay tuik besyde thame in ane fald Ordanit the Supper into that semely hald Graithit in haist sum meit for thame to dicht Sa hard thay blaw rude hornis vpon hicht Twa send he furth to luik quhat it micht be Thay baid richt lang and na tythingis hard he Bot busteous noyis sa brymlie blawand fast Sa vther twa in to the wod furth past Nane come agane bot busteously can blaw Into greit Ire he fend thame furth on raw Quhen that allane Wallace was left thair The awfull blast aboundit mekill mair Than trowit he weill thay had his ludging sene His sword he drew of Nobill mettell kene Syne furth he went quhair yat he hard ye horne Without the dur Faudoun was him beforne As to his sicht his heid into his hand Ane
scho suld find ane hors sone in hir gait He bad thame se gif that place stude in stait Thairof to heir he had full greit desyre Because he thocht it was all into fyre Thay passit furth withouttin tary mair Him for to rest Wallace remainit thair Refreschit he was with meit drink and heit Quhilk causit him throw naturall cours to sleip Quhair he suld sleip at that woman he speirit The wedow had thre sonnis that war leirit First twa of thame scho send to keip Wallace He gart the thrid ga sone to Donypace And tald his Eme that he was hapnit thair The Persoun come to se of his weilfair Wallace to sleip was laid in the wod syde The twa ÈouÌ„g men without him neir couth byde The Persoun come neir hand thair maner saw Thay bekynnit him to quhat stede he suld draw The Rone was thick that Wallace sleipit in About he Èeid and maid bot lytill dyn Sa at the last of him he had ane sycht Full priuatly quhair that his bed was dicht He him beheld syne said vnto him sell Heir is meruell quha lykis it for to tell This is ane Persoun be worthines of hand Trowis to stop the power of Ingland Now fals Fortoun the miswirkar of all Be auenture hes geuin him ane fall That he is left without supple of ma Ane cruell wyfe with wapins micht him â—la Wallace him hard with yat the sleip ouer past Feirfly he rais and said to him al 's fast Thow leis fals Preist war thow ane fa to me I wald not dreid sic vther ten as the. I haue had mair sen Èisterday at morne Than sic sextie war assemblit me beforne His Eme him tuke and weÌ„t furth with Wallace He tauld to him of all his panefull cace This nicht he said I was left myne allane In fell debait with Enemeis mony ane God at his will hes ay my lyfe to keip Ouer Forth I swame that awfull is and deip Quhat I haue had in weir befoir this day Presoun and pane to this nicht was bot play Sa bet I am with straikis sad and sair The schill watter brynt me mekill mair Efter greit blude throw heit and cald was wrocht That of my lyfe almaist nathing I rocht I mene far mair the tynsall of my men Nor for my self micht I suffer sic ten The Persoun said deir sone thow may se weill Langer to stryfe it helpis nocht adeill Thy men ar loist and â—ane will with the ryse For Goddis saik mak as I sall deuyse Tak ane Lordschip quhair on that thow may leif King Edward will greit landis to the geif Vnkill he said of sic wordis na mair This is na thing bot â—iking of my cair I lyke better to se the Suthroun de Than gold or land that thay can gif to me Traist thow richt weill of weir I sall not ceis Vntill the tyme I bring Scotland to peis Or de thairfoir in plane to vnderstand Sa come Keirlie and gude Steuin of Ireland The Wedowis Sone to Wallace he yame brocht Fra thay him saw of na sadnes thay rocht For perfite Ioy thay weipit with thair Ene To ground thay fell and thankit heuinis Quene Al 's he was glaid for reskew of thame twa Of thair feris leuand war left na ma Thay tauld him that Schir Gerard was deid How thay had weill eschapit of that steid Throw the Oichell thay had gane all that nicht To Erth ferry quhen that the day was licht How ane trew Scot throw kyndnes of Wallace Brocht thame â—one ouer syne kend thame to that placâ— Al 's Keâ—â—y wist gif Wallace leuand war Neir Doâ—ypais that he suld find him thair The Persoun gart gude purueyaÌ„ce for yame dicht In the Torwod thay ludgit all that nicht Quhill the woman that Wallace north had send Returnit agane and tauld him to ane end Quhat Inglismen in the way scho fand deid Fell was fallin fey in mony sindrie steid The hors scho saw that Wallace had be reft And the Gask hall standand as it was left Withouttin harme not steirit of it ane stane Bot of his men gude tythingis scho gat nane Thairfoir he greuit greitly in that â—yde In the Forest he wald na langer abyde The wedow him gaif part of siluer bricht Twa of hir Sonnis that worthie war wicht The thrid scho left because he laikit age In weir as than micht nocht wyn vassalage The Persoun than gat thame gude hors and geir Bot wa he was his mynd was sa in weir Thus tuke he leif without langer abaid In Dundaf mure the samin nicht he raid Schir Iohne ye Grahame quhilk lord was of yat land Ane agit Knicht had maid nane vther baÌ„d Bot purchest peax in rest he micht byde still Tribute he payit full sair aganis his will A Sone he had baith wise worthie and wicht Alexander the feirs at Berwik maid him Knicht Quhair schawin was of battell to haue bene Betuix Scottis and the bauld Persee kene This ÈouÌ„g schir Iohne richt nobill was in weir On ane braid sword his father gart him sweir He suld be trew to Wallace in all thing And he to him quhill lyfe in thame micht Ring Thre nychtis thair Wallace was out of dreid Restit him weill sa hes he mekle neid On the feird day he wald na langer abyde Schir Iohne ye Grahame bownit w t him to ryde And he said nay as than it sulde not be Ane plane part Èit I will not tak on me I haue tynt men throw my ouir reckles deid Ane brynt chylde al 's mair sair the fyre suld dreid Freindis sumpart I haue in Cliddisdaill I will ga se quhat thay may me auaill Schir Iohne answerit I will Èour counsall do Quhen Èe think tyme send priuatly me to Than I sall cum with my power in haist He him betaucht vnto the haly Gaist Sanct Iohne to borgh yai suld meit hail sound Out of Dundaf he and his four couth found In Bothwell mure that nicht remanit he With ane Craufurd yat ludgit him priuie Vpon the morne to the Gilbank he went Ressauit he was of mony with glaid Intent For his deir Eme Èoung Anchinlek dwelt thair Brother he was to the Schiref of Air. Quhen auld Schir RaÌ„nald to his deid was dicht Than Anchinlek weddit that Lady bricht And Chylder gat as storyis will record Of Lesmahago for he held of that Lord. Bot he was slane that pietie was the mair With Perseis men into the towne of Air. His Sone dwelt still than nyntene Èeir of age And bruikit haill his Fathers heritage Tribute he payit for all his landis braid To Lord Persee as his brother had maid I leif Wallace with his deir Vnkill still Of Inglismen Èit sum thing speik I will Ane messinger sone throw the countrie Èeid To Lord Persee and tauld this felloun deid Kincleuin was brynt brokin
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.