‘God grant ye wald off our nessis to speid.1240
‘Suffyr we mon, supposs it lik ws ill;
‘Bot trastis weyll, it is contrar our will.’
“Ye sall remayn, with this lord I mon gang;
“Fra your presens we sall nocht tary lang.”
The erll and he on to the palzyon yeid,1245
With gud awyss to deym mar off this deid.
Till consell son Wallace gart call thaim to:
“Lordys,” he said, “ye wait quhat is ado.
“Off thar cummyng my selff has na plesance;