Dunkan off Lorne Gilmychall fra thaim send, A spy to be, for he the contré kend. Be our party was passit Straithfulan, The small fute folk began to irk ilkane; And horss, off fors, behuffyt for to faill. 765 Than Wallace thocht that cumpany to waill. “Gud men,” he said, “this is nocht meit for ws; “In brokyn ray and we cum on thaim thus, “We may tak scaith, and harme our fayis bot small; “To thaim in lik we may nocht semble all. 770 “Tary we lang, a playne feild thai will get; “Apon thaim sone sa weill we may nocht set. “Part we mon leiff ws folowand for to be; “With me sall pass our power in to thre.” A hundyr fyrst till him selff he has tayne, 775 Off westland men, was worthi knawin ilkane. To Schyr Jhon Grayme als mony ordand he, And fyve hundreth to Rychard off Lundye In that part was Wallace off Ricardtoun; In all gud deid he was ay redy boun. 780 Fyve hundreth left, that mycht nocht with thaim ga, Supposs at thai to byd was wondyr wa. Thus Wallace ost began to tak the hicht; Our a montayne sone passit off thar sicht. In Glendowchar thair spy met thaim agayn, 785 With lord Cambell; than was our folk rycht fayn. At that metyng gret blithnes mycht be seyne; Thre hundreth he led that cruell was and keyne. He comford thaim, and bad thaim haiff no dreid: “Yon bestly folk wantis wapynnys and weid; 790 “Swne thai will fle, scharply and we persew.” Be Louchdouchyr full sodeynly thaim drew. Than Wallace said; “A lyff all sall we ta; “For her nayne will fra his falow ga.” The spy he send, the entré for to se; 795 Apon the moss a scurrour sone fand he. To scour the land Makfadyane had him send; Fol. 52 a Out off Cragmor that day he thocht to wend. Gylmychall fast apon him folowed thar, With a gud suerd, that weill and scharply schar; 800 Maid quyt off him, at tithandis tald he nane: The out spy thus was lost fra Makfadyhane. Than Wallace ost apon thair fute thai lycht; Thar horss thai left, thocht thai war neuir so wicht; For moss and crag thai mycht no langar dre. 805 Than Wallace said; “Quha gangis best lat se.” Throuch out the moss delyuerly thai yeid; Syne tuk the hals, quharoff thai had most dreid. Endlang the schoir ay four in frownt thai past, Quhill thai with in assemblit at the last. 810 Lord Cambell said; “We haiff chewyss this hauld; “I trow to God thair wakynning sall be cauld. “Her is na gait to fle yone peple can, “Bot rochis heich, and wattir depe and wan.” Auchtene hundreth off douchty men in deid 815 On the gret ost, but mar process, thai yeid, Fechtand in frount, and mekill maistry maid; On the frayt folk buskyt with outyn baid. Rudly till ray thai ruschit thaim agayne; Gret part off thaim wes men off mekill mayne. 820 Gud Wallace men sa stowtly can thaim ster, The battaill on bak fyve akyr breid thai ber; In to the stour feill tyrandis gert thai kneill. Wallace in hand had a gud staff off steyll; Quhom euir he hyt to ground brymly thaim bar; 825 Romde him about a large rude and mar. Schir Jhon the Grayme in deid was rycht worthy; Gud Cambell als, and Rychard off Lundy, Adam Wallace, and Robert Boid in feyr, Amang thair fayis, quhar deidis was sald full der. 830 The felloun stour was awfull for to se; Macfadyane than so gret debait maid he, With Yrage men, hardy and curageous, The stalwart stryff rycht hard and peralous; Boundance of blud fra woundis wid and wan; 835 Stekit to deid on ground lay mony man. The ferfast thar ynewch off fechtyn fand; Twa houris large into the stour thai stand, At Jop him selff weill wyst nocht quha suld wyn. Bot Wallace men wald nocht in sowndyr twyn; 840 Till help thaim selff thai war off hardy will; Off Yrage blud full hardely thai spill; With feyll fechtyn maid sloppys throuch the thrang. On the fals part our wicht wer men sa dang, Fol. 52 b That thai to byd mycht haiff no langar mycht. 845 The Irland folk than maid thaim for the flycht; On craggis clam, and sum in wattir flett: Twa thousand thar drownyt with outyn lett. Born Scottis men baid still in to the feild; Kest wappynys [fra] thaim, and on thar kneis kneild: 850 With petouss woice thai cryt apon Wallace, For Goddis saik to tak thaim in his grace. Grewyt he was; bot rewth off thaim he had, Resauit thaim fair with contenance full sad. “Off our awne blud we suld haiff gret peté; 855 “Luk yhe sla nane off Scottis will yoldyn be. “Off outland men lat nane chaip with the liff.” Makfadyane fled, for all his felloun stryff, On till a cave, within a clyfft off stayne, Wndyr Cragmor, with fyftene is he gayne. 860 Dunkan off Lorn his leyff at Wallace ast; On Makfadyane with worthi men he past. He grantyt him to put thaim all to ded: Thai left nane quyk, syne brocht Wallace his hed; Apon a sper throuch out the feild it bar.