‘Than at Beggar, quhar he left mony off his,
‘And als the feild; so sall he do with this,
‘Or de thar for, for all hys mekill mycht.505
‘We haiff nocht losyt in this feild bot a knycht:
‘And Scotland now in sic perell is stad,
‘To leyff it thus my selff mycht be full mad.’
“Wallace,” he said, “it prochys ner the nycht,
“Wald thow to morn, quhen that the day is lycht,510
“Or nyn off bell, meit me at this chapell,
“Be Dunypass, I wald haiff your consell.”