BOOK XX.

How Good King Robert the Bruce crowned his Young Son David and Dame Johann, his Spouse.

[Sidenote: 1327-28] _A Treaty of Peace_]

Soyne eftir that the Erll Thomas Fra Wardale thus reparit was, The King assemblit all his mycht, And left nane that wes worth to ficht. A gret host than assemblit he, 5 And delt his host in parties thre. A part to Norhame went but let, And thair ane strat assege was set, And held thame in, richt at thar dik. The tothir part on to Awnwyk 10 Is went, and thar ane sege set thai; And quhill at thir assegis lay At the castellis, I spak of ar, Apert assaltis maid thai thar: And mony fair gud chevelry 15 Eschevyt wes full douchtely. The king at thai castellis liand Left his folk, as I bare on hand, And with the thrid ost held his way Fra park to park, hym for to play, 20 Huntand as all his awn it war. And till thame that war with him thar The landis of Northumbirland, That next Scotland thar wes liand, In fe and heritage gaf he, 25 And thai payit for the selys fee. On this wis raid he distroyand, Quhill that the Kyng of Ingland, Throu consell of the Mortymer And his moder, at that tym wer 30 Ledaris of hym, that than yhoung wes, To Kyng Robert, till tret of pes Send messyngers, and swa sped thai That thai assentit on this way, Than a perpetuall pes to tak, 35 And thai a mariage suld mak Of King Robertis sone, Davy, That than bot fiff yheir had scarsly, And of dame Johane als of the Tour, That syne wes of full gret valour. 40 Sistir scho was to the yhoung King That Ingland had in governyng, That than of eild had sevin yher. And monymentis and lettrys ser, That thai off Ingland that time had, 45 That oucht agayn Scotland maid, In till that tretys up thai gaff; And all the clame that thai mycht haff In-till Scotland on ony maner. And King Robert, for scathes ser, 50 That he till thame of Ingland Had done of weir, with stalward hand, Full twenty thousand pund suld pay Of sylvir in-to gude monay. Quhen men thir thyngis forspokin had, 55 And, with selys and athis, maid Fesnyng of frendschip and of pes, That nevir for na chans suld ces; The maryage syne ordanit thai Till be at Berwyk, and the day 60 Thai have set quhen that it suld be; Syne went ilk man till his cuntre.

[16: E _war_. H _was_. C omits line. S reads _wes_ as more usual form.]

[41: E _yhing_.]

[44-49: In E only. C H omit.]

Thus maid wes pes quhar wer wes air, And syne the assegis rasit wair. The Kyng Robert ordanit till pay 65 The silvir, and, agane the day, He gert weill for the mangery Ordane, quhen that his sone Davy Suld weddit be; and Erll Thomas, And the gud lord als of Douglas, 70 In-till his stede ordanit he Devysouris of that fest till be; For ane male-es tuk hym so sare, That he on na wis mycht be thar. His mail-eis of ane fundyng 75 Begouth; for, throu his cald lying, Quhen in his gret myschef wes he, Him fell that herd perplexite. At Cardros all that tym he lay; And quhen neir cummyne wes the day 80 That ordanit for the wedding wes, The Erll and the lord Dowglas To Berwik come with mekill fair, And broucht yhoung Davy with thame thair. And the Queyne and Mortymer, 85 On othir party cummyn wer With gret affeir and rialte, The yhoung lady, of gret bewte, Thidder thai broucht with rich affeir. The wedding have thai maid richt ther 90 With gret fest and solempnite, Thair mycht men myrth and gladschip se: For full gret fest thai maid richt thar, And Inglis men and Scottis war To-gidder in joy and in solas: 95 Na felloune spek betuix thame was.

[Sidenote: JULY 12, 1328] _The Marriage of Prince David_]

The fest a weill lang tyme held thai; And quhen thai buskit till fair away, The queyn hes left hir douchter thar With gret riches and ryall far. 100 I trow that lang quhill no lady To hous wes gevin so richly. The Erll and the Lord Dowglas, Hir in dante resavit has, As it wes worthy, sekyrly; 105 For scho wes syne the best lady And the farest, that men mycht se. Eftir this gret solempnite, Quhen on bath halfis levis wes tane, The queyne till Ingland hame is gane, 110 And had with hir the Mortymer. The Erll and thai that levit wer, Quhen thai a quhile hir convoyit had, Toward Berwik agane thai raid, And syne, with all thar cumpany, 115 Toward the King thai went in hy, And had with thame the yhoung Davy, And als dame Johane the yhoung lady. The Kyng maid thame fair welcummyng, And eftir, but lang delaying, 120 He has gert set ane parliament, And thiddir with mony men is went. For he thoucht he wald, in his liff, Croune his yhoung sone and his wif At that parliament, and swa did he; 125 With gret fair and solempnite, The kyng Davy wes crownyt thar, And all the lordis at thar war, *127 *And als of the comminite, *Maid hym manrent and fewte. And forouth that thai crownit war, *130 The King Robert gert ordane thar, Gif it fell that his sone Davy Deit, but air male of his body 130 Gottyn, Robert Stewart suld be Kyng, and bruk all the rialte That his douchter bar, Marjory. And at this tailyhe suld lelely Be haldin, all the lordis swar, 135 And it with selys affermyt thar. And gif it hapnyt Robert the Kyng To pass till God, quhill thai war yhyng, The gud Erle of Murref, Thomas, With the lord alsua of Dowglas, 140 Suld have thame in-to governyng, Quhill thai had wit to steir thar thing; And than the lordschip suld thai ta. Heir-till thar athis can thai ma. And all the lordis that wes thar 145 To thir twa wardanys athes swar Till obeis thame in-to lawte, Gif thame hapnyt wardanys to be.

[*127-*130: Found in C, E, H, but omitted by Pinkerton.]

[131: C _Robert Stiward_ (S).]

[134: C _tale_ (S). H _tailyie_.]

[Sidenote: MAY-JUNE, 1329] _The Mission of the King’s Heart_]

Quhen all this thing thus tretit wes, And affermyt with sekirnes, 150 The king till Cardross went in hy; And thar hym tuk sa felonly The seknes, and him travalyt swa, That he wist him behufit ma Of all this liff the commoune end, 155 That is the ded, quhen God will send. Tharfor his lettres soyne send he For the lordis of his cuntre, And thai com as he biddyn had. His testament than has he maid, 160 Befor bath lordis and prelatis; And till religioune of seir statis, For heill of his saull, gaf he Silvir in-to gret quantite. He ordanit for his saull richt weill. 165 And quhen at this wes done ilk deill, “Lordingis,” he said, “swa is it gane “With me, that thar is nocht bot ane “That is, the ded, withouten dreid, “That ilk man mon thole on neid. 170 “And I thank God that has me sent “Spas in this liff me till repent. “For throu me and my warraying “Of blud thar has beyne gret spilling, “Quhar mony sakles men wes slayne; 175 “Tharfor this seknes and this payne “I tak in thank for my trespas. “And my hert fyschit fermly was, “Quhen I wes in prosperite, “Of my synnys till savit be 180 “To travell apon Goddis fayis. “And sen he now me till hym tais, “That the body may on na wis “Fulfill that the hert can devis, “I wald the hert war thiddir sent, 185 “Quhar-in consavit wes that entent. “Tharfor I pray yhow evir-ilkane, “That yhe emang yhow cheis me ane “That be honest, wis, and wicht, “And of his hand ane nobill knycht, 190 “On Goddis fayis myne hert to bere “Quhen saull and cors disseverit er. “For I wald it war worthely “Broucht thar, sen God will nocht that I “Have power thiddirward till ga.” 195 Than war thair hertis all so wa, That nayne mycht hald hym fra greting. He bad thame leiff thair sorowyng; For it, he said, mycht nocht releif, And mycht thaimself gretly engreif. 200 And prayit thame in hy till do The thyng that thai war chargit to. Than went thai furth with drery mude. And emang thame thai thoucht it gude That the worthy lord Dowglas 205 Quham in bath wit and worschip was *206 *Suld tak this travaill apon hand; *Heir-till thai war an accordand. *Syne till the Kyng that went in hy *And tald hym at thai thoucht trewly, That the douchty lord Dowglas *211 Best schapen for that travell was. And quhen the King hard at thai swa Had ordanit hym his hert till ta, That he mast yharnit suld it haf, He said, “Sa God him-self me saff! 210 “I hald me richt weill payit that yhe “Has chosyn hym; for his bounte, “And his worschip set my yharnyng, “Ay sen I thoucht till do this thyng, “That he it with hym thar suld ber. 215 “And sen yhe all assentit er, “It is the mar likand till me. “Lat se now quhat thar-till sayis he.” And quhen the gud lord of Dowglas Wist at the Kyng thus spokyn has, 220 He com and knelit to the Kyng, And on this wis maid him thanking. ‘I thank yhow gretly, lorde,’ said he, ‘Of mony large and gret bounte, ‘That yhe haf done till me feill sis 225 ‘Sen fyrst I come to yhour servis. ‘Bot our all thing I mak thanking, ‘That yhe so digne and worthy thing ‘As yhour hert, that illumynyt wes ‘Of all bounte and worthynes, 230 ‘Will that I in my yheemsell tak. ‘For yhow, Schir, will I blithly mak ‘This travell, gif God will me gif ‘Laser and space so lange till liff.’ The Kyng him thankit tendirly. 235 Than wes nane in that cumpany That thai ne wepit for pite; Thair cher anoyus wes to se.

[*206-*211: E omits, apparently on account of double termination _Douglas_. In C H.]

Death of Robert Bruce, King of Scotland.

[Sidenote: JUNE, 1329] _The Sorrow for the King’s Death_]

Quhen the Lord Dowglas, on this wis, Had undirtane so hye empris, 240 As the gud Kyngis hert till ber On Goddis fayis apon wer, Prisit for his enpris wes he. And the Kingis infermite Woxe mair and mair, quhill at the last 245 The dulfull dede approchit fast. And quhen he had gert till hym do All that gud Cristin man fell to, With werray repentans he gaf The gast, that God till hevin couth haf, 250 Emang his chosyn folk till be In joy, solace, and angell gle. And fra his folk wist he wes ded, The sorow rais fra sted to sted. Thair mycht men se men rif thar hare, 255 And cumly knychtis gret full sar, And thar nevis oft sammyn driff, And as wode men thair clathes rif, Regratand his worthy bounte, His wit, strynth, and his honeste; 260 And, our all, the gret cumpany That he oft maid thame curtesly. “All our defens,” thai said, “allas! “And he that all our confort was, “Our wit, and all our governyng, 265 “Is brought, allas! heir till ending. “His worschip and his mekill mycht “Maid all that war with him so wicht, “That thai mycht nevir abaysit be, “Quhill forouth thame thai mycht him se. 270 “Allas! quhat sall we do or say? “For in liff quhill he lestit ay, “With all our fais dred war we: “And in-till mony fer cuntre “Of our worschip ran the renoune: 275 “And that wes all for his persoune.” With sic wordis thai maid thair mayne; And sekirly wonder wes nane: For better governour than he Mycht in na cuntre fundyn be. 280 I hop that nane that is on lif The lamentacioune suld discrif That thai folk for thair lord maid. And quhen thai lang thus sorowit had, And he debowalit wes clenly, [293] 285 And bawlmyt eyne full richly, And the worthy lord Dowglas [295] His hert, as it forspokyn was, Has resavit in gret dantee, With gret fair and solempnite [298] 290 Thai have him had till Dunfermlyne, [285] And hym solempnly erdit syne, And in a fair towne in the queyr. Bischoppes and prelatis that thar weir Assolyheit hym, quhen the servis 295 Wes done as thai couth best devis; [290] And syne, apon the toder day, Sary and wa ar went thar way. [292]

[273: E _our nychtbowris_. H _faes_.]

[285-298: The arrangement here is from C H. E sets differently and illogically. The numbers in brackets follow Pinkerton.]

[Sidenote: JULY-AUG., 1330] _Douglas reaches Spain_]

Quhen at the gud King beriit was, The Erll of Murreff, Schir Thomas, 300 Tuk all the lande in governyng; All obeysit till his bidding. And the gud lord of Dowglas syne Gert mak ane cas of silvir fyne Anamalyt throu subtilite: 305 Thar-in the Kyngis hert did he, And ay about his hals it bare, And fast him bownyt for his fare. His testament devisit he, And ordanit how his land suld be 310 Governit, quhill his agane-cummyng, Of frendis; and all othir thing, That till him partenit ony wis, With sa gude forsicht and sa wis, Or his furth-passyng, ordanit he, 315 That na thing mycht amendit be. And quhen that he his leif has tane, To schip till Berwik is he gane; And with ane nobill cumpany Of knychtis and of squyary, 320 He put him thar in-to the se. A lang way furthwarde salyt he; Betuyx Cornwale and Bretanyhe He salit, and left the Grunye of Spanyhe On north half hym; and held thar way 325 Quhill till Savill the Graunt com thai. Bot gretly war his men and he Travaled with tempest on the se; Bot, thouch thai gretly travalit war, Haill and feir thai cummyn ar. 330 Thai arivit at gret Savill; And eftir, in a litill quhill, Thar hors to land thai drew ilkane, And in the toune has herbery tane.

[324: C _grund_ (S).]

[326: C _Sebell_ (S).]

[331: C _at Graunt Sebell_. H _the great Sebell_.]

He hym contenyt richt richly; 335 For he had a fayr cumpany, And gold eneuch for till despend. The Kyng all soyne eftir hym send, And him richt weill resavit he, And profferit hym in gret plente 340 Gold and tresour, hors and armyng; Bot he wald tak thar-of na thyng; For, he said, he tuk that viage To pass in-till his pilgrimage On Goddis fais, that his travale 345 Micht eftir till his saull avale. And sen he wist that he had were With Sarazenis, he wald dwell ther, And help him at his mycht lely. The King him thankit curtesly, 350 And betaucht him gud men that were Weill knawin of that landis wer, And the maner thar-of alsua. Syne till his innys can he ga.

Quhen that the King him levit had, 355 A weill gret sojourne thar he mad. Knychtis that com of fer cuntre Com in gret rowtis hym to se, And honorit him full gretumly. And our all men mast soveranly, 360 The Inglis knychtis that war thar Honour and cumpany him bar.

[356: C _sudiorne_ (S).]

Emang thame wes ane strange knycht, That wes haldyn so woundir wicht, That for ane of the gude wes he 365 Prisit of all the Cristianite. Sa fast till-hewyn wes all his face That it our all neir wemmyt was. Or he the lord Dowglas had seyne, He wend his face had wemmyt beyne, 370 Bot nevir ane hurt in it had he. Quhen he unwemmyt can it se, He said that he had gret ferly That sic a knycht and sa worthy, And prisit of sa gret bounte, 375 Mycht in the face unwemmyt be. And he ansuerd thar-till mekly, And said, “Love God, all tym had I “Handis myne hede for till were.” Quha wald tak tent to this ansuer 380 Suld se in it undirstanding, That, and he that maid askyng, Had had handis to wer, his face, That, for defalt of fens so was To-fruschit into placis ser, 385 Suld haf, may fall, left haill and fer. The gud knychtis, that than war by, Prisit this ansuer gretumly; For it wes maid with meke speking, And had richt hye undirstanding. 390

[378-386: For these lines H gives:

_And said, “God lent me hands to beare, Wherewith I might my head weere.” Thus maid he courteous answering, With a right hie understanding: That for default of fence it was, That sa evill hewen was his fall._ ]

[380: E _tak kep_.]

[Sidenote: AUG. 25, 1330] _A Battle with the Saracens_]

Apon this maner still thai lay, Quhill throu the cuntre thai herd say That the hey King of Balmeryne, With mony a mudy Sarasyne, Wes enterit in the land off Spanyhe 395 All haill the cuntre till demanyhe. The Kyng of Spanyhe, on othir party, Gaderit his host delyverly, And delt thame in-to battellis thre. And to the lord Dowglas gaf he 400 The vaward for to leid and steir; All haill the strangeris with him weir, And the gret mastir of Saint Jak The tothir battell gert he tak. The reirward maid him-selvyn thar. 405 Thusgat devisit, furth thai war To mete thair fayis, that in battale Arayit, reddy to assale, Com agane thame full sturdely. The Dowglas than, that wes worthy, 410 Quhen he to thame of his ledyng Had maid ane fair amonestyng Till do weill and na dede to dreid, For hevynnis blis suld be thair meid, Gif that thai deit in Goddis servis; 415 Than, as gud werriours and wis, With thame stoutly assemblit he. Thar mycht men felloune fechting se; For thai war all wicht and hardy That war on the Cristyn party; 420 So fast thai faucht, with all thar mayne, That of Sarasenys war mony slayne; The-quhethir, with mony fell fachoune, Mony Cristyn thai dang thar doune.

[393: _Hey_ from E. C H omit.]

[*421:

_But ere they joyned in battell, *421 What Dowglas did, I sall you tell. The Bruce’s Heart, that on his brest Was hinging, in the field he kest, Upon a stane-cast and well more: *425 And said, “Now passe thou foorth before, As thou wast wont in field to be, And I sall follow, or els die.” And sa he did withoutten ho, He faught even while he came it to, *430 And tooke it up in great daintie; And ever in field this used he._ *432

*421-*432. In H only; not in C E. See Appendix D. ]

[Sidenote: AUG. 25, 1330] _The Death of Douglas_]

Bot at the last the lord Douglas, 425 And the gret rout that with hym was, Pressit fast the Sarasenys swa That thai haly the bak can ta. And thai chassit with all thar mayn, And mony in the chas has slayn. 430 So fer chassit the lord Dowglas, With few folk, that he passit wes All the folk that wes chassand then. He had nocht with him atour ten Of all men that war with him thar. 435 Quhen he saw all reparit war Toward his host than turnit he. And quhen the Saryzynys gan se That the chasseris turnyt agane, Thai relyit with mekill mayne. 440 And as the gud lorde Dowglas, As I said air, reparand was, So saw he, richt besyd him ner, Quhar that Schir Willyhame de Sancler With a gret rout enveremyt was. 445 He wes anoyit, and said; “Allas! “Yhone worthy knycht will soyn be ded, “Bot he haf help throu our manhed. “God biddis us help him in gret hy, “Sen that we ar so neir him by. 450 “And God wat weill our entent is “Till lif and de in his servis; “His will in all thing do sall we, “Sall na perell eschevit be “Quhill he be put out of yhone payne, 455 “Or than we all be with hym slayn.” With that with spurris spedely Thai strak the hors, and in gret hy Amang the Saracenys soyne thai raid, And rowme about thame haf thai maid. 460 Thai dang on fast with all thair mycht, And feill of thame to ded has dicht. Gretar defens maid nevir sa quhoyne Agane so feill, as thai have doyne. Quhill thai mycht lest to gif battale. 465 Bot mycht no worschip thar avale That tym, for ilkan war slayn thar; For Sarasynys sa mony war That thai war tuenty neir for ane. The gud lord Douglas thar wes slane, 470 And Wilyhame Sancler syne alsua; And other worthy knychtis twa, Schir Robert Logan hat the tane, And the tothir Walter Logane; Quhar our Lord, for his mekill mycht, 475 Thar saulys have to hevynnis hycht!

[438: C H _And as he turnit, he can weill se_ (S). Text from E.]

[440: C _And thai_ (S).]

[476: C _licht_ (S). H as E.]

The gud lord Douglas thus wes ded; And the Sarasenys in that sted Abaid no mair, bot held thar way; Thai knychtis ded thar levit thai. 480 Sum of the lord Douglassis men, That thar lord ded had fundyn then, Yheid weill neir wood for dule and wa. Lang quhile our hym thai sorowit swa, And with gret dule syne hame him bar. 485 The Kyngis hert have thai fundyn thar, And that haym with thame have thai tane, And ar toward thair innys gane With greting and with evill cher; Thair sorow angyr wes to her. 490 And quhen of Keth gud Schir Wilyhame, That all that day had beyn at hame-- For at sa gret myschef wes he, That he come nocht to the journee, For his arme wes brokyne in twa-- 495 Quhen he that folk sic dule saw ma, He askyt quhat it wes in hy. And thai him tauld all opynly, How that thair douchty lord wes slayn With Sarazynys that releyt agayn. 500 And quhen he wyst that it was sua, Atour all other he wes mast wa, And maid so woundir evill cher That all wounderit that by him wer. Bot till tell of thair sorowyng 505 Anoyis, and helpis litill thing. Men may weill wit, thouch nane thaim tell, How angry, sorowfull, and how fell Is till tyne sic ane lord as he Till thame that war of his menyhe. 510 For he wes swete, and debonar, And weill couth tret his frendis far, And his fais richt felonly Stonay, throu his gret chevelry. The-quhethir of litill effer wes he, 515 Bot our all thing he lufit lawte; At tresoune growyt he so gretly, That na tratour mycht be hym by, That he mycht wit, na he suld be Weill punyst of his cruelte. 520

[496-501: From E H. Not in C, owing to _cher_ twice.]

[Sidenote: 1330] _How Fabricius punished a Traitor_]

I trow, the leill Fabricius, That fra Rome to warray Pirrus Wes send with a gret menyhe, Hatit tresoune na les than he. The-quhethir quhen the Pirrus had 525 On him and on his menyhe, mayd Ane outrageous discumfitour, Quhar he eschapit throu aventour, And mony of his men war slane, And he gaderit ane host againe, 530 A gret mastir of medicyne, That Pirrus had in governyne, Profferit to this Fabricius In tresoune for to slay Pirrus; For, in his first potacioune, 535 He suld him gif dedly poysoune. Fabricius than, that wondir had That he sic proffer till hym maid Said; “Certis, Rome is wele of mycht “Throu strynth of armys in-to ficht, 540 “Till vencus weill thar fais, thouch thai “Consent to tresoune be na way. “And for thou wald do sic tresoune, “Thou sall, to get thi warisoune, “Ga to Pirrus, and lat hym do 545 “Quhat evir in hert hym lyis the to.” Than till Pirrus he sende in hy This mastir, and gert him oppenly Fra end till end tell all this tale. Quhen Pirrus had it herd all hale, 550 He said; ‘Wes nevir man that swa ‘For laute bar hym till his fa, ‘As heir Fabricius dois till me; ‘It is als ill to ger hym be ‘Turnyt fra way of richtwisnes, 555 ‘Or to consent till wikidnes, ‘As at mydday to turne agane ‘The sone that rynnis his cours all playn.’ Thus said he of Fabricius, That syne vencust this ilk Pirrus 560 In playne battell throu hard fechting. His honest lawte gert me bryng In this ensampell her, for he Had soverane pris of his lawte. And richt sua had the lord Douglas, 565 That honest, leill, and worthy was; That ded wes, as befor said we; All menyt hym, strange and preve.

Quhen his men lang had maid murnyng, The debowellit hyme, and syne 570 Gert seth him, swa that mycht be tane The flesche all haly fra the bane. The carioune thair in haly plas Erdit with richt gret worschip was. The banys have thai with thame tane, 575 And syne ar till thair schippes gane. Quhen thai war levit of the Kyng, That dule had of thar sorowyng. Till se thai went, gud wynd thai had, Thair cours till Ingland haf thai maid, 580 And thair saufly arivit thai; Syne toward Scotland held thar way, And thar ar cummyne in full gret hy. And the banys richt honorabilly In-till the kirk of Dowglas war 585 Erdit, with dule and mekill car. Schir Archibald his sone gert syne Of alabast bath fair and fyne Ordane a towme full richly, As it behufit till swa worthy. 590

[Sidenote: JULY 20, 1332] _Death of the Earl of Murray_]

Qwhen that on this wis Schir Wilyhame Of Keyth had broucht his banis hame, And the gud Kyngis hert alsua, And men had richly gert ma With fair affeir his sepulture, 595 The Erle of Murreff, that the cure That tyme of Scotland had haly, With gret worschip has gert bery The Kyngis hert at the abbay Of Melros, quhar men prayis ay 600 That he and his haffe paradis. Quhen this wes done that I devis, The gud Erll governit the land, And held the pure weill to warand. The law sa weill mantemyt he, 605 And held in pes swa the cuntre, That it wes nevir led or his day So weill, as I herd ald men say. Bot syne, allas! poysonyt wes he; To se his ded wes gret pite. 610

The lordis deit apon this wis. He, that hye Lord of all thing is, Up till his mekill blis thame bryng, And grant his grace, that thar ofspryng Leid weill the land, and ententif 615 Be to folow, in all thair liff, Thair nobill elderis gret bounte! The afald God in Trinite Bring us hye up till hevynnis blis, Quhar all-wayis lestand liking is!--AMEN. 620

[610: In H _By a false Monk full traiterously_.]

NOTES

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