‘Gyff God grantis off ws ourhand till haiff,
‘I will bot fle myn awin selff for to saiff;
‘And Eduuard chaip, I pass with him agayn,
‘Bot I throu force be othir tane or slayn.
‘Brek he on me; quhen that my terme is out,615
‘I cum to the, may I chaip fra that dout.’
Off thair consaill I can tell yow no mar.
The Bruce tuk leyff, and can till Eduuard fayr,
Rycht sad in mynd for Scottis men that war lost.
Wallace in haist prouidyt son his ost.620