I tell yow in sertayne;
To the harte he cowde hym smyte,
Thus was the Dowglas slayne.
57
The stonderdes stode styll on eke a syde,
Wyth many a grevous grone;
Ther the fowght the day, and all the nyght,
And many a dowghty man was slayne.
58
Ther was no freke that ther wolde flye,