Quhat euir he be, reskewis off that kyn
Fra the rede fyr, him selff sall pass tharin.
The lemand low sone lanssyt apon hycht.
“Forsuth,” he said, “this is a plessand sycht;430
“Till our hartis it suld be sum radress:
“War thir away, thar power war the less.”
On to the justice him selff loud can caw;
“Lat ws to borch our men fra your fals law,
“At leyffand ar, that chapyt fra your ayr.435
“Deyll nocht thar land, the wnlaw is our sayr.