The Original Chronicle of Andrew of Wyntoun printed on parallel pages from the Cottonian and Wemyss mss., with the variants of the other texts: Edited with introduction, notes, and glossary by F. J. Amours |
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 | CHAPTER CLXXXII. The Original Chronicle of Andrew of Wyntoun |  |
CHAPTER CLXXXII.
How King Dauid wes ransoundFor a hundreth thousand pound.
A thousand iiic. and fyfty ȝere
And sex þarto withoutin weire,
That ȝere þe noble King Iohne of France
Wes tane at Poyters apon chance.
And sex þarto withoutin weire,
That ȝere þe noble King Iohne of France
Wes tane at Poyters apon chance.
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In presoun ȝit wes King Davy.
And quhen sa langtyme wes gane by,
Out of Lundone brocht wes he
To Berwik Castell, for to se
Gif þai mycht trete of his ransoun
With þe Erll of Northamptoun.
The lordis of Scotland come þare,
And prelatis all þat wisest ware.
Foure dais or five þare tretit þai;
Bot þai concord couth be na way,
For þe Inglis all angry ware,
And spak ay outwart mare and mare,
Till at þe last þe Scottis party,
That dred þe mekle fellony,
All prevely went hame þar way,
And at þat tyme na mare did þai.
The king to Lundone agane wes had,
And þare a langtyme eftir baid.
And quhen sa langtyme wes gane by,
Out of Lundone brocht wes he
To Berwik Castell, for to se
Gif þai mycht trete of his ransoun
With þe Erll of Northamptoun.
The lordis of Scotland come þare,
And prelatis all þat wisest ware.
Foure dais or five þare tretit þai;
Bot þai concord couth be na way,
For þe Inglis all angry ware,
And spak ay outwart mare and mare,
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That dred þe mekle fellony,
All prevely went hame þar way,
And at þat tyme na mare did þai.
The king to Lundone agane wes had,
And þare a langtyme eftir baid.
Bot ȝit throu mediatioun
Off message þan for his ransoun
Wes tretit, till at a set day
To Berwik him agane brocht þai.
And þan wes tretit þare þat he
Suld of presoun deliuerit be,
And frely till his cuntre found,
To pay ane hundreth thousand pound
Off siluer and gold in xiiii. ȝere.
And at þat payment at termes seire
To mak sa lang trewis tuke þai,
And it affermyt with seillis and fay.
And þarwith gret ostage left he
That on þar avne expensis suld be.
Forthy, quhill þai in ostage ware,
Expensis but nomer maid þai þare.
The king wes þan deliuerit fre,
And come on hame in his cuntre.
With him of Ingland brocht he nane,
Bot a chalmer child allane.
And sa apon þe morne, quhen he
Suld pass till his counsall preve,
The folk, as þai were wont to do,
Pressit rycht rudly þarto;
Bot smertly þare he can araiss
Out of a masaris hand a mass,
And said rudly: “How do we now?
Stand still, or þe prowdest of ȝow
Sall on þe heid haif wiþ þis maiss.”
Than wes þare neuer ane in þat place,
That þai na gaif him rovme in hy;
Durst na man press forthire; forthy
His counsall dure mycht opin stand,
That nane durst be þarto pressand.
Off message þan for his ransoun
Wes tretit, till at a set day
To Berwik him agane brocht þai.
And þan wes tretit þare þat he
Suld of presoun deliuerit be,
And frely till his cuntre found,
To pay ane hundreth thousand pound
Off siluer and gold in xiiii. ȝere.
And at þat payment at termes seire
To mak sa lang trewis tuke þai,
And it affermyt with seillis and fay.
And þarwith gret ostage left he
That on þar avne expensis suld be.
Forthy, quhill þai in ostage ware,
Expensis but nomer maid þai þare.
The king wes þan deliuerit fre,
And come on hame in his cuntre.
With him of Ingland brocht he nane,
Bot a chalmer child allane.
And sa apon þe morne, quhen he
Suld pass till his counsall preve,
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Pressit rycht rudly þarto;
Bot smertly þare he can araiss
Out of a masaris hand a mass,
And said rudly: “How do we now?
Stand still, or þe prowdest of ȝow
Sall on þe heid haif wiþ þis maiss.”
Than wes þare neuer ane in þat place,
That þai na gaif him rovme in hy;
Durst na man press forthire; forthy
His counsall dure mycht opin stand,
That nane durst be þarto pressand.
Raddour in prince is worthy thing;
For but raddour all gouernyng
Sall wyle worth and dispisit be;
And quhare þat men may raddour se,
Men will dreid to trespas, and sa
A king peceable his land may ma.
Lo, how raddour gert him dred be,
And bot a boy wiþ him brocht he;
Ȝit þan for his stout gouernyng
He gert his folk haif sic dreding
Off him, þat nane durst nyth him nere,
Bot gif he specially callit were.
He led wiþ raddour sa his land,
In all þe tyme he wes regnand,
That nane durst weill wiþstand his will;
All worth þar obeyand him till.
For but raddour all gouernyng
Sall wyle worth and dispisit be;
And quhare þat men may raddour se,
Men will dreid to trespas, and sa
A king peceable his land may ma.
Lo, how raddour gert him dred be,
And bot a boy wiþ him brocht he;
Ȝit þan for his stout gouernyng
He gert his folk haif sic dreding
Off him, þat nane durst nyth him nere,
Bot gif he specially callit were.
He led wiþ raddour sa his land,
In all þe tyme he wes regnand,
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All worth þar obeyand him till.
Mysdoaris ay chasty he wald.
The trewis he gert keip and hald;
Ȝit þan oft ryot wald þai ma,
Preke and tak poyndis to and fra;
Bot at þe dayis of redress
The mast forss ay redressit wes.
The king at Melross oft wald ly,
Quhen ony gret of þe toþer party
Come dais of trewis for till hald.
Enfors his marche sa he wald.
He wald ryde oft in Ingland
With semely court and weill farand,
And at Lundone play him wald he;
For þare wes rycht gret specialte
Betuix him and þe King Edwart.
A tyme, as he fure þidderwart,
The Quene Iohne with him had he,
Hir moder and hir broþer to se,
And scho wes blith þidder to faire.
Bot in schort tyme scho deit þare,
And with hir elderis entyrit was.
Till Paradiss hir saull mot pas,
For scho wes sueit and debonare,
Plesand, curtas, heynd and faire;
And quhill scho liffit in oure cuntre
Till all folkis scho wes large and fre.
A weill lang tyme þe King Davy
The trewis he gert keip and hald;
Ȝit þan oft ryot wald þai ma,
Preke and tak poyndis to and fra;
Bot at þe dayis of redress
The mast forss ay redressit wes.
The king at Melross oft wald ly,
Quhen ony gret of þe toþer party
Come dais of trewis for till hald.
Enfors his marche sa he wald.
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With semely court and weill farand,
And at Lundone play him wald he;
For þare wes rycht gret specialte
Betuix him and þe King Edwart.
A tyme, as he fure þidderwart,
The Quene Iohne with him had he,
Hir moder and hir broþer to se,
And scho wes blith þidder to faire.
Bot in schort tyme scho deit þare,
And with hir elderis entyrit was.
Till Paradiss hir saull mot pas,
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Plesand, curtas, heynd and faire;
And quhill scho liffit in oure cuntre
Till all folkis scho wes large and fre.
Gouernyt þe kinrik stoutly.
Aganis stoutnes he wes stout;
To meik men he wes meik, but dout,
And gaif to gentillis largely.
That wald he do sa prewely
That he wald lat nane oþer wit,
Bot him to quham he wald do it.
Vnaskit he wald gif oftsyss
And þat all out were þan to priss.
Throu his giftis and largite
His liegis hertis till him drew he.
He wes chevalrouss and worthy;
Forthy he schupe him halely
On Goddis fais to travale,
And for þat way he can him taill,
Had he nocht beyne prevenyt wiþ deid,
That all his folk maid will of reid,
And lattit him of þat purpos.
O þov fell wedand Antropos,
That throu þi fellony forberis nane,
Bot or þar tyme takis mony ane,
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He had bot sevin ȝeris and fourty
Off eild quhen [he] of warld can pass.
At Edinburgh he deit and beryit was,
Fra þe byrth of our Lord deire
A thousand and thre hundreth ȝere
And syne thre score and five þartill.
Lord Ihesu, gif it were þi will,
Thow bring his saull to Paradiss,
To ring with þe quhen all sall ryss.
| CHAPTER CLXXXII. The Original Chronicle of Andrew of Wyntoun | |