I tolde it the beforne,
That I wolde never yeldyde be
To no man of a woman born.
With that ther cam an arrowe hastely
Forthe off a myghtté wane,
Hit hathe strekene the yerle Doglas
In at the brest bane.
Thoroue lyvar and longs bathe
The sharpe arrowe ys gane,
That never after in all his lyffe days