Nor whos men that we be;
But we will hount hear in this chays
In the spyt of thyne and of the.
The fattiste hartes in all Chyviat
We have kyld, and cast to carry them away.
Be my troth, sayd the doughté ‘Dogglas’ agayn,
Ther for the ton of us shall de this day.
Then sayd the doughté Dogglas,
Unto the lord Persé:
To kyll all these giltles men,