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HTHE FORRAY
To ftryke great ftraikis at hard aflay.
VITH that ane battell of nuby,
Seuin thoufand In ane cumpany.
That ihot with arrowls barblit bare,
Of fyde come Ihutand on thame thair,
Thair ihot was great and greauit thame fare,
Sa that full few vnwoundit ware.
And quhan Emynedus the wicht.
Saw how fers into the ficht.
War fkalit with thair Ihot of far.
He thocht for to affailze nar.
Than maflidone he cryit in hy,
Thairwith his feiris haiftelly,
Aflemblit in ane fop him till,
To venge thame than thay had gude will.
The fone fhyne cleir on armouris bricht,
Quhill all the land lemit on licht.
And Alexanderis baner braid,
Quhairin his awin figure was maid.
And his enfigne that thay hard cry.
Sa comfort all that cumpany.
That thay thocht vengeange for to talk.
And na perrell nor pane forfaik.
THE Kingis folk as I faid air,
Febillit with fhot richt felly wair.
Foroutin wound I trow was nane,
The blude that fra thame ran gude wane,
Euill hewit and pale in hy thame maid,
For the Turkis with arrowis braid,
Schott thikker weill than haill or fnaw.
And quhan Emynedus that faw.
With all thame of his cumpany,
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