ISBN: 1148673725 / ISBN-13: 9781148673721
The Buik of the Most Noble and Vailzeand Conquerour Alexander the Great
by John Barbour
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from ... Show synopsis This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1831 Excerpt: ...nocht away, Abyde schir vassale of the bare, Or fleand sall thow de richt thare. Quhen Porrus hard for matelent, He was sa crabbit that neir he brint, And turnit him foroutin mare, Floridas straik and wald nocht spare, Porrus in the myddis the scheild but let, Quhare ane bak bare in gold was set, that the scheild and the haubrek brist, Besyde his syde the speir out thrift, That weill ane span and mare I weyn, Mycht of the speir behynd be sein, It was bot hap that helpit thare, That he na was deid or woundit sare. And Porrus straik with all his mycht, Him in the scheild that schynit bricht, That he inthyrllit ilka deill, The speir brist on the plait of steill. The hors war stark and thay hardy, With scheildis and schulderis haley, Thay hurklit quhill to the erd zeid thay, And ane lang quhyle in suounyng lay. Porrus rais first with mekill pane, And Gaderit his gere as man of mane, And syne paflit furth to floridas, Quhare he in suonyng lyand was. And tuke him be the hand I hecht, Now hes thow leit he said schir knycht, For madeis my hors is myne, And the ky als maugre thyne. Floridas ansuerit him na deill, For he mycht nocht all heir him weill, Quhen Porrus saw his myscheif all, He sueir be his Goddis great and small. That he suld neuer reprouit be, At hame in to his awin countre, That he had outhir for weill or wa, At sik myscheif greuit his fa. Than to his hors he went but baid, Lap on and to his fallowis raid, And leifit floridas his feir, In sic poynt as I tell zow heir. Now Porrus followes him cumpany, Inflammit with ire and melancoly. Him semit be douchty in dede quha had him sene sterand his steid. In stirroppis straucht braflit his fheld, Straik with his spurris girdand our feld. At stering him semit na page, For he berit as ane lyoun in rage, He rais...