王去卡里克,他谴责卡斯伯特]Thys wes in ver quhen wynter tid With his blastis hidwys to bid Was ourdryvyn and byrdis smale As turturis and the nychtyngale 5 Begouth rycht sariely to syng And for to mak in thar singyng Swete notis and sounys ser And melodys plesand to her And the treis begouth to ma 10 Burgeans and brycht blomys alsua To wyn the helynd of thar hevid That wykkyt wynter had thaim revid, And all gressys beguth to spryng. Into that tyme the nobill king 15 With his flote and a few mengye Thre hunder I trow thai mycht be, Is to the se oute off Arane A litill forouth evyn gane. Thai rowit fast with all thar mycht 20 Till that apon thaim fell the nycht That woux myrk apon gret maner Sua that thai wyst nocht quhar thai wer For thai na nedill had na stane, Bot rowyt alwayis intill ane 25 Sterand all tyme apon the fyr That thai saw brynnand lycht and schyr. It wes bot aventur thaim led And thai in schort tyme sa thaim sped That at the fyr aryvyt thai 30 And went to land but mair delay. And Cuthbert that has sene the fyr Was full of angyr and off ire, For he durst nocht do it away And wes alsua doutand ay 35 That his lord suld pas to se. Tharfor thar cummyng waytit he And met thaim at thar aryving. He wes wele sone brocht to the kimg That speryt at him how he had done, 40 And he with sar hart tauld him sone How that he fand nane weill luffand Bot all war fayis that he fand, And that the lord the Persy With ner thre hunder in cumpany 45 Was in the castell thar besid Fullfillyt of dispyt and prid Bot ma than twa partis off his rowt War herberyt in the toune without, 'And dyspytyt you mar, schyr king, 50 Than men may dispyt ony thing.' Than said the king in full gret ire, 'Tratour, quhy maid thou than the fyr?' 'A schyr,' said he, 'Sa God me se The fyr wes nevyr maid for me, 55 Na or the nycht I wyst it nocht, Bot fra I wyst it weill I thocht That ye and haly your menye On hy suld put you to the se, For-thi I come to mete you her 60 To tell perellys that may aper.' [The king decides to stay to attack Percy's men in a village by Turnberry] The king wes off his spek angry And askyt his pryve men in hy Quhat at thaim thocht wes best to do. Schyr Edward fryst answert tharto 65 His brodyr that wes sua hardy, And said, 'I say you sekyrly Thar sall na perell that may be Dryve me eftsonys to the se. Myne aventur her tak will I 70 Quhethir it be esfull or angry.' 'Brother,' he said, 'sen thou will sua It is gud that we samyn ta Dissese or ese or payne or play Eftyr as God will us purvay. 75 And sen men sayis that the Persy Myn heritage will occupy, And his menye sa ner us lyis That us dispytis mony wys, Ga we and venge sum off the dispyte, 80 And that may we haiff done als tite For thai ly traistly but dreding Off us or off our her-cummyng, And thocht we slepand slew thaim all Repruff tharoff na man sall 85 For werrayour na fors suld ma Quhether he mycht ourcum his fa Throu strenth or throu sutelte, Bot that gud faith ay haldyn be.' Quhen this wes said thai went thar way, 90 And to the toune sone cummyn ar thai Sa prevely but noyis making That nane persavyt thar cummyng. Thai skalyt throu the toun in hy And brak up duris sturdely 95 And slew all that thai mycht ourtak, And thai that na defence mocht mak Full petously gan rar and cry, And thai slew thaim dispitously As thai that war in full gud will 100 To venge the angyr and the ill That thai and thairis had thaim wrocht. Thai with sa feloun will thaim soucht That thai slew thaim everilkan Owtane Makdowell him allan 105 That eschapyt throu gret slycht And throu the myrknes off the nycht. In the castell the lord the Persy Hard weill the noyis and the cry, Sa did the men that within wer 110 And full effraytly gat thar ger, Bot off thaim wes nane sa hardy That ever ischyt fourth to the cry. In sic effray thai baid that nycht Till on the morn that day wes lycht, 115 And than cesyt into party The noyis the slauchtyr and the cry. The king gert be departyt then All hale the reff amang the men And dwellyt all still thar dayis thre. 120 Syk hansell to that fokk gaiff he rycht in the fyrst begynnyng Newlingis at his aryvyng. [A kinswoman gives him news and forty men] Quhen that the king and his folk war Aryvyt as I tauld you ar, 125 Aquhile in Karryk leyndyt he To se quha freynde or fa wald be, Bot he fand litill tendyrnes, And nocht-forthi the puple wes Enclynyt till him in party, 130 Bot Inglismen sa angrely