KL. be bownyt till a batall, and the beld wan, Dur [et all the fathanas fyde Sarazenís mycht: Syne followit falt on the chace, quhen thaj file can, full ferly feile has he feld, and flane in the flicht. as he televit I wis, ſo was he war than, DE ane wy him allane, worthy and wicht, Circulit with Sarazenis, mony a' ſad man, That trauoyntit with a trayne apon that trewe knycht. Thow fall nocht de the allane, quoth the Dowglas ! Sen 3 fe the our set, To fecht for the faith fete, J fall devoid the of det, Dr de in the place. XLI. be ruſchit in the gret rowte, the knycht to reſkewe, Feile of the fals folk, that fled of befor, Relevit in on thir twa, for to tell trewe, That thaj war famyn outlet ; tharfor 3 murn fore. Thus in defence of the faith, as fermes ynewe, And pite of the prys knycht that was in thore, The douchty Dowglas is deid and adewe, With los and with lyking, that leftis evit mor. bis hardy men tuke the hart lyne vpon hand : Duhen thaj had beryit thar lord, With mekle mane to remord, Thaj maid it hame be reſtord In to Scotland.
