‘Apon a day to Burdeous I yeid.200
‘Ane Ingliss schip so gat I on a nycht,
‘For sey lawbour that ernystfully was dycht.
‘To me thar semblyt misdoaris, and weill mo;
‘And in schort tym we multiplyit so,
‘That thar wes few our power mycht withstand.205
‘In tyranry thus haiff we rongyn lang.
‘This sexten yer I haiff beyn on the se,
‘And doyn gret harm; tharfor full wa is me.
‘I savit nayn, for gold nor gret ransoun,