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Upon a broad moor a battle ſhall be,
Beſide a ſtob croſs of ſtone,
Which on the moor ſtands hie,
It ſhall be clearly clad over with corps of Knights,
That the crow may not find where the croſs ſtood!
Many a wife ſhall weep, and ye ſhall under:
The dead ſhall riſe, and that shall be wonder,
And rax him rudly in his ſhire ſhield,
For the great comfort of a new king.
Now hie Powoke, with thy proud ſhow,
Take thy part of the pelf when the pack opens:
It ſhall be Gladſmoore by the ſea,
It ſhall be Gladſmoore where ever it be:
And the little lown that ſhall be,
Is betwixt the Lowmand and the ſea:
And well is the man in all his life,
That hath a Cot-houſe in Fife;
And yet once ſhall come the day,
He would the Cot-houſe were away.
And there ſhall come a hound out of the ſouth,
With him a rayment of ratches ruled right;
And actor for the keinly ſhall he come:
And in Fife ſhall fight, and the field win:
Yet ſhall a northern flaw fail him for ever,
And kill him to confuſion, and return never.
An eagle then ſhall come out of the north,
With a flock of birds fair at the flight:
Which ſhall make many foot founder and fall,
Then ſhall a ghoſt come out of the weſt,
With him a fair Menye;
Upon the eagle make him bowne.
But he ſo nigh then ſhall he flee.
I cannot tell you what he height:
A baſtard trow I boaſt he be.
His name ſhall not be expremed as now,
For he was gotten with a lady in privity,
His doughty deed without all doubt,
Shall comfort all his company.
However it happened for to fall,
The lion ſhall be Lord of all.
The French wife ſhall bear a ſon,
Shall weild all Britain to the ſea:
And from the Bruces blood ſhall come,
As near as the ninth degree,