‘Her is twenty, with this power, to day,
‘Wald him assay, supposs I war away.
‘Mony thai ar, for Goddis luff be we strang;205
‘Yon Sotheron folk in stour will nocht bid lang.’
The brym battaill, braithly on athir sid,
Gret rerd thar raiss all sammyn quhar thai ryd.
The sayr semblé, quhen thai to gidder met,
Feill strakis thar sadly on athir set.210
Punyeand speris throuch plattis persit fast;
Mony off hors to the ground doun thai cast;