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BANNATYNE MS.
Ane bent a bow sic sturt cowd steir him
grit skayth wesd to haif skard him
He chesit a flane as did affeir him
The toder said dirdum dardum
Throw* baith the cheilds he tho* to cheir him
or throw pe erfc haif chard him
Bot be ane akerbraid it come no* neir him
I can no* tell quhat mard him / Thair
At etc.
W* that a freynd of his cryd fy
and vp ane arrow drew
He forgit it so fowriously
The bow in flenderis flew
Sa wes the will of god trow I
For had the tre bene trew
men said that kend his archery
That he had slane anew / That day
At chrystis kirk on pe grene
Ane haisty hensure callit hary
quha wes ane archer heynd
Titt vp a talkie w*owttin tary
That torment so him teynd
I wait no* quhiddir his hand cowd wary
Or the man wes his freynd
ffor he eschaipit throw michtis of mary
as man pat no ill meynd / bot gud
At etc.
Than lowry as ane lyon lap
And sone a flane cowd fedder
Page 261 He hecht to perft him at the pap fol,
Thair on to wed a weddir
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