“Ingland has doyne sa gret harmys till ws,
“We may nocht pass, and lychtly leiff it thus.”1290
‘Yeiss,’ said the queyne, ‘for crystyn folk we ar.
‘For Goddis saik, sen we desyr no mar,
‘We awcht pess.’ “Madeym, that I deny.
“The perfyt causs I sall yow schaw for quhy;
“Ye seke na pess bot for your awn awaill.1295
“Quhen your fals king had Scotland grippyt haill,
“For nakyn thing that he befor him fand,
“He wald nocht thoill the rycht blud in our land;