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THE GREAT BATTELL
I will neidlingis that it fa be,
The maydinnes kneled and thankit him fone,
And faid zour will lord falbe done.
With that the men hes brocht hame Poitus,
the maydinnes of the chalmer Venus,
Halfit him and he hard thame weill,
Zeild thame thair halfmg ilka deill.
THE maydinnis hes done Porrus,
Be brocht into chalmer Venus,
Couerit in ane coueratour,
Fefonas changit of colour,
Quhen that thay faw him fa bludy,
Ane leich thay brocht him haiftely,
That was borne into mekill Ind,
He was the beft that men micht find,
He faw his woundis and tentit all.
And faid gif God will he fall,
Into feuin dayes be haill and feir.
the King to paleis lupiteir
With that is went quhair mony ane man,
Weill arrayit him kepit than.
The madinnis with Porrus left allane,
to fhort him fra the King is gane.
And to him maid fik cumpany.
As behuifis to fa worthy.
Gaudefeir and Betys his brother,
And thair men baith ane and vther,
Cummin zit fra the feild war nocht,
Caflamus thairin thay focht.
With forroufull hart full weill thay wift,
That he of deid had tholit the thrift.
426 thay

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