Bot gif ye wirk as wise, you worthis that wrang."
The king and his knihtis, cumly and cleir,
In armour dewly hym dight, be the day sprang;
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Than wes schir Kay wondir wo, wit ye but weir,
In defalt of ane freik the feghting to fang.
That gome gudely furth gais, and graithit his geir;
Evin to the castell he raid,
Huvit in ane dern slaid;
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Sa come ane knight as he baid,
Anairmit of weir.
LXVI.
That knight buskit to schir Kay one ane steid broune,
Braissit in birneis and basnet full bene;
He cryis his ensenye and conteris hym full soune,
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And maid ane course curagiouse, cruell and kene;
Thair lufly lancis thai loissit, and lightit baith doune,
And girdit out suerdis on the grund grene,
And hewit on hard steill, hartlie but houne;
Rude reknyng raise thair renkis betuene.
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Thair mailyeis with melle thay merkit in the medis;
The blude of thair bodeis
Throw breist-plait and birneis,
As roise ragit on rise,
Our ran thair riche vedis.
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LXVII.
Thus thai faught vpone fute, without fenyeing;
The sparkis flaw in the feild, as fyre out of flynt;
Thai lufly ledis in lyke, thai layid on in ane ling,
Delis thair full doughtely mony derf dynt;
Duschand on deir wedis, dourly thai dyng,
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Hidwise hurtis and huge haistely thai hynt.
That knight carpit to schir Kay, of discomforting:
"Of this stonay and stour I rede that ye stynt.
