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The yse-shoklis that fra his hair doun hang
Was wonder greit, and as ane speir als lang.
Atour his belt his lyart lokkis lay
Felterit unfair, ourfret with froistis hoir;
His garmound and his †gyte full gay of gray;
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His widderit weid fra him the wind out woir.
Ane busteous bow within his hand he boir;
Under his gyrdil ane flash of felloun flanis