He spayke mo wordes but ane,
That was, Fyghte ye, my myrry men, whyllys ye may,
For my lyff days ben gan.
The Persé leanyde on his brande,
And sawe the Doglas de;
He tooke the dede mane be the hande,
And sayd, Wo ys me for the!
To have savyde thy lyffe I wold have pertyde with
My landes for years thre;
For a better man of hart, nare of hande,