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 CLXXXIV. The Original Chronicle of Andrew of Wyntoun |  |
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CHAPTER CLXXXIV.
How þe Lord of Gordoun fauchtWith þe Lilburne and all his maucht.
Sone eftir þat þe Inglismen,
That on þe est Marche wonnyt þen,
Be nythterdaill attour Tweid raid,
And catall, þat þai spyit had,
Off Schir Iohne of Gordonis tuke þai,
And wiþ þaim hyit on hame þar way.
And quhen þat he herd how þat his fe
Wes tane, a cumpany gat he,
And raid in Ingland for to ta
A poynd, and sone it happinnit sa
That he of catall gat a pray,
And held hamewart þarwith his way.
That on þe est Marche wonnyt þen,
Be nythterdaill attour Tweid raid,
And catall, þat þai spyit had,
Off Schir Iohne of Gordonis tuke þai,
And wiþ þaim hyit on hame þar way.
And quhen þat he herd how þat his fe
Wes tane, a cumpany gat he,
And raid in Ingland for to ta
A poynd, and sone it happinnit sa
That he of catall gat a pray,
And held hamewart þarwith his way.
Bot Schir Iohne of Lilburne, þat was
A marcheare nere by, gaderit has
All þe gud men þat he mycht get,
And forouth him þe way with set,
And come syne to þe fechting neire.
Gordoune saw þat his fais were
Fere ma þan he; bot nocht forþi
His men he comfort sa stoutly,
And sa gud wordis spak þaim till
That all his folk to fecht had will,
And by Carrame assemblit þai;
Thare wes hard fechting, as I herd say.
Bot throu Gordonis gret bounte
The oure hand had his men and he.
Bot he þat day wes stad straitly;
For he wes woundit wickitly,
And fyve syse wes at gret myscheif;
Bot ay he gat help and releif.
Lilburne wes, and his broþer, tane,
And of his folk were mony slane,
That in a lwmp togidder lay;
The nomer of þaim I can nocht say;
And þe laif of his folkis ilkane,
That mycht nocht fle, in handis were tane.
Gordoune come hame þan wiþ his pray;
Bot he wes ill woundit, þai say;
Ȝit þan he couerit weill eftir sone.
And of þis deid, þat he had done,
Thare rakit of him gret renovne;
For prisit hiely wes þe Gordoun.
A marcheare nere by, gaderit has
All þe gud men þat he mycht get,
And forouth him þe way with set,
And come syne to þe fechting neire.
Gordoune saw þat his fais were
Fere ma þan he; bot nocht forþi
His men he comfort sa stoutly,
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That all his folk to fecht had will,
And by Carrame assemblit þai;
Thare wes hard fechting, as I herd say.
Bot throu Gordonis gret bounte
The oure hand had his men and he.
Bot he þat day wes stad straitly;
For he wes woundit wickitly,
And fyve syse wes at gret myscheif;
Bot ay he gat help and releif.
Lilburne wes, and his broþer, tane,
And of his folk were mony slane,
That in a lwmp togidder lay;
The nomer of þaim I can nocht say;
And þe laif of his folkis ilkane,
That mycht nocht fle, in handis were tane.
Gordoune come hame þan wiþ his pray;
Bot he wes ill woundit, þai say;
Ȝit þan he couerit weill eftir sone.
And of þis deid, þat he had done,
Thare rakit of him gret renovne;
For prisit hiely wes þe Gordoun.
The Lord Persy þare at weill tyte
Tuke in till hert rycht gret dispite,
And at þe Erll George vpgevin had
The trewis, and alsua for he maid
At Roxburght sic martyr of men.
He gaderit quhill at he had þen
Off gudmen ma þan vii. thousand,
And in till þe Erll Georgis land
He enterit, in entent to ma
All waist quhare euer he mycht ourta.
Tuke in till hert rycht gret dispite,
And at þe Erll George vpgevin had
The trewis, and alsua for he maid
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He gaderit quhill at he had þen
Off gudmen ma þan vii. thousand,
And in till þe Erll Georgis land
He enterit, in entent to ma
All waist quhare euer he mycht ourta.
At Dunss he tuke his herbery,
And schupe him þare all nycht to ly.
Bot quhen þe nycht weill falling wes,
A gret effray amang þaim raiss,
Sa þat þe gretest of þare rout
Stude armyt all þat nycht þarout,
Rycht as þai suld ga to þe assay.
Thare wes amangis þaim sic affray
That of [þar horss] brak lowss mony,
And held on hame in weill gret hy
Attour þe watter of Tweid agane.
And quhen þe Persy in sic pane
Had standing all þat nycht till day,
And saw þare horss were fleit away,
He left þe purposs þat he had tane,
And till Ingland agane is gane;
And þai þat on þar fut left ware
Hame on þar bakkis þe harnes baire.
Sa fell it at þe chevalry
Scathit nocht þe cuntre gretly.
And schupe him þare all nycht to ly.
Bot quhen þe nycht weill falling wes,
A gret effray amang þaim raiss,
Sa þat þe gretest of þare rout
Stude armyt all þat nycht þarout,
Rycht as þai suld ga to þe assay.
Thare wes amangis þaim sic affray
That of [þar horss] brak lowss mony,
And held on hame in weill gret hy
Attour þe watter of Tweid agane.
And quhen þe Persy in sic pane
Had standing all þat nycht till day,
And saw þare horss were fleit away,
He left þe purposs þat he had tane,
And till Ingland agane is gane;
And þai þat on þar fut left ware
Hame on þar bakkis þe harnes baire.
Sa fell it at þe chevalry
Scathit nocht þe cuntre gretly.
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Wist at þe Lord Persy wald ryde;
Than with all þe folkis of Berwik
That worthy ware, baith pure and ryke,
To Dunss he tuke his way to faire.
Bot Gordoun, at we spak of aire,
With his gudmen in cumpany,
Met him in þe way sodanely,
And sa abaisit maid Musgrave
That he, and his, and all þe laif,
Off þat sicht were abaisit sa
That þai haly þe flicht can ta.
Thare wes bot few slane in þe chace;
Schire Thomas Musgrave takin was,
And of his folkis þe mast party,
And mony eschapit; nocht forthy
The trewis þan nere endit were,
That takin were for xiiii. ȝere.
Apone þe west Marche als þan fell
Seire iuperdyis, as I herd tell.
For at þe watter of Sulway
Schire Iohne of Iohnestoun on a day
Discomfit of Inglismen gret deill.
He baire him in all tyme sa weill
That he, and þe Lord of Gordoun,
Had a richt hie souerane renovne
Off ony oþer of þare degre,
Thai were so full of gret bounte.
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