LXX.
That berne raid on ane blonk, of ane ble quhite,
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Blyndit all with bright gold and beriallis bright;
To tell of his deir weid war doutles delite,
And alse ter for to tell the travalis war tight.
His name and his nobillay wes noght for to nyte;
Thair wes na hathill sa heich, be half ane fute hicht.
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He lansit out our ane land, and drew noght ane lyte,
Quhair he suld frastyn his force, and fangin his fight.
Be that schir Gawyne the gay wes graithit in his gere;
Cummyng on the ta syde,
Hovand battale to abyde,
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All reddy samyne to ryde,
With schelde and with spere.
LXXI.
Thir lufly ledis on the land left be thame allane,
Tuke nowthir fremmyt nor freyndis, bot found thame fra;
Twa rynnyng renkis raith the riolyse has tane,
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Ilk freik to his feir, to frestin his fa.
Thai gird one tva grete horse, on grund quhil thai grane;
The trew helmys and traist in tathis thai ta;
The rochis reirdit vith the rasch, quhen thai samyne rane;
Thair speris in the feild in flendris gart ga.
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The stedis stakerit in the stour, for streking on stray;
The bernys bowit abak,
Sa woundir rude wes the rak;
Quhilk that happynnit the lak,
Couth na leid say!
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LXXII.
Thai brayd fra thair blonkis, besely and bane,
Syne laught out suerdis, lang and lufly;
And hewit on hard steill, wondir hawtane,
