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In to gret scorn with outyn wordis mayr,
The taillis all off thai four horss thai schayr.
The gud wyff cryede, and petuously couth gret.
So Wallace come, and couth the captayne mete.755
A woman tald how thai his horss had schent,
For propyr ire he grew in matelent.
He folowid fast, and said; “Gud freynd, abid,
“Seruice to tak for thi craft in this tyde.
“Marschell thou art with out commaund off me;760