Gif I be haldin in heill, and thairto my hand,
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Sen that we haue na laiser at this tyme to ta."
In ane thourtour way,
Seir gaitis pas thay,
Baith to Paris in fay,
Thus partit thay twa.
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XLV.
The gentill Knicht, Schir Rolland, come rydand full sone,
And left the Coilȝear to cum, as he had vndertane;
And quhen he come to Paris, the hie Mes was done,
The King with mony cumly out of the Kirk is gane.
Of his harnes in hy he hynt withoutin hone,
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And in ane Rob him arrayit richest of ane;
In that worschipfull weid he went in at none,
As he was wont, with the wy that weildit the wane,
On fute ferly in feir, formest of all.
Richt weill payit was the King
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Of Schir Rollandis cumming;
To speir of his tything
Efter him gart call.
XLVI.
The King in counsall him callit: "cum hidder, Schir Knicht,
Hes thow my bidding done, as I the command?"
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"In faith," said Schir Rolland, "I raid on full richt,
To watche wyselie the wayis; that I sall warrand.
Thair wald na douchtie this day for Iornay be dicht;
Fairand ouir the feildis full few thair I fand;
Saif anerly ane man that semblit in my sicht,
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Thair was na leid on lyfe lent in this land."
"Quhat kin a fallow was that ane, Schir, I the pray?"
"Ane man in husband weid,
Buskit busteously on breid,
Leidand Coillis he ȝeid
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To Paris the way."
