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The Brus Book Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Bruce escapes to Lochmaben	A
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The Bruys went till his innys swyth	B
Bot wyt ye weile he wes full blyth	B
That he had gottyn that respyt	C
He callit his marschall till him tyt	C
And bad him luk on all maner	D
That he ma till his men gud cher	E
For he wald in his chambre be	F
A weile gret quhile in prevate	C
With him a clerk foroutyn ma	G
The marschell till the hall gan ga	G
And did hys lordys commanding	H
The lord the Bruce but mar letting	H
Gert prevely bryng stedys twa	I
He and the clerk foroutyn ma	G
Lap on foroutyn persavyng	H
And day and nycht but sojournyng	H
Thai raid quhill on the fyften day	C
Cummyn till Louchmaben ar thai	B
Hys broder Edward thar thai fand	C
That thocht ferly Ic tak on hand	C
That thai come hame sa prevely	J
He tauld hys brodyr halyly	J
How that he thar soucht was	K
And how that he chapyt wes throu cas	L
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The killing of Comyn and his uncle	J
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Sa fell it in the samyn tid	C
That at Dumfres rycht thar besid	C
Schir Jhone the Cumyn sojornyng maid	C
The Brus lap on and thidder raid	C
And thocht foroutyn mar letting	H
For to quyt hym his discovering	H
Thidder he raid but langer let	C
And with Schyr Jhone the Cumyn met	C
In the Freris at the hye awter	E
And schawyt him with lauchand cher	E
The endentur syne with a knyff	M
Rycht in that sted hym reft the lyff	M
Schyr Edmund Cumyn als wes slayn	A
And othir mony off mekill mayn	A
Nocht for thi yeit sum men sayis	L
At that debat fell other wayis	L
Bot quhat sa evyr maid the debate	C
Thar throuch he deyt weill I wat	C
He mysdyd thar gretly but wer	E
That gave na gyrth to the awter	E
Tharfor sa hard myscheiff him fell	J
That Ik herd never in romanys tell	J
Off man sa hard frayit as wes he	F
That efterwart com to sic bounte	C
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Edward hears of Bruce's flight news of Comyn's death	B
reaches the bishop of St Andrews	L
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Now agayne to the king ga we	F
That on the morn with his barne	A
Sat intill his parleament	C
And eftyr the lord the Bruys he sent	C
Rycht till his in with knychtis kene	A
Quhen he oft tyme had callit bene	A
And his men efter him askit thai	B
Thai said that he sen yhysterday	C
Dwelt in his chambyr ythanly	J
With a clerk with him anerly	J
Than knokyt thai at his chamur thar	E
And quhen thai hard nane mak answar	E
Thai brak the dur bot thai fand nocht	C
The quhethir the chambre hale thai socht	C
Thai tald the king than hale the cas	L
And how that he eschapyt was	L
He wes off his eschap sary	E
And swour in ire full stalwartly	J
That he suld drawyn and hangit be	F
He manansyt as him thocht bot he	F
Thoucht that suld pas ane other way	C
And quhen he as ye herd me say	C
Intill the kyrk Schyr Jhone haid slain	A
Till Louchmabane he went agayne	A
And gert men with his lettres ryd	C
To freyndis apon ilk sid	C
That come to hym with thar mengye	N
And his men als assemblit he	F
And thocht that he wald mak him king	H
Our all the land the word gan spryng	H
That the Bruce the Cumyn had slayn	A
And amang other lettres ar gayn	A
To the byschop off Androws towne	A
That tauld how slayn wes that baroun	A
The letter tauld hym all the deid	C
And he till his men gert reid	C
And sythyn said thaim 'Sekyrly	J
I hop Thomas prophecy	F
Off Hersildoune sall veryfyd be	F
In him for swa Our Lord help me	F
I haiff gret hop he sall be king	H
And haiff this land all in leding '	-
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Douglas leaves St Andrews on the bishop's horse and joins Bruce	L
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James off Douglas that ay quhar	E
Allwayis befor the byschop schar	E
Had weill hard all the letter red	C
And he tuk alsua full gud hed	C
To that the byschop had said	C
And quhen the burdys doun war laid	C
Till chamyr went thai then in hy	-
And James off Douglas prevely	J
Said to the byschop 'Schyr ye se	L
How Inglismen throu thar powste	C
Dysherysys me off my land	C
And men has gert you understand	C
Als that the erle off Carryk	H
Clamys to gevern the kynryk	H
And for yon man that he has slayn	A
All Inglismen ar him agayn	A
And wald disherys hym blythly	J
The quhether with hym dwell wald I	-
Tharfor schir giff it war your will	J
I wald tak with him gud and ill	J
Throu hym I trow my land to wyn	A
Magr the Cliffurd and his kyn '	-
The byschop hard and had pite	C
And said 'Swet son sa God help me	F
I wald blythly that thou war thar	E
Bot at I nocht reprovyt war	E
On this maner weile wyrk thou may	C
Thou sall tak Ferrand my palfray	E
For thar is na hors in this land	C
Sa swytht na yeit sa weill at hand	C
Tak him as off thine awyne hewid	C
As I had gevyn tharto na reid	C
And gyff his yhemar oucht gruchys	L
Luk that thou tak him magr his	L
Swa sall I weill assonyeit be	F
Mychty God for his powste	C
Graunt that he that thou pasis to	C
And thou in all tyme sa weill to do	C
That ye you fra your fayis defend '	-
He taucht him siluer to dispend	C
And syne gaiff him gud day	C
And bad him pas furth on his way	C
For he ne wald spek till he war gane	A
The Douglas then his way has taine	A
Rycht to the hors as he him bad	C
Bot he that him in yhemsell had	C
Than warnyt him dispitously	J
Bot he that wreth him encrely	J
Fellyt hym with a swerys dynt	C
And syne foroutyn langer stynt	C
The hors he sadylt hastely	J
And lap on hym delyverly	J
And passyt furth but leve taking	H
Der God that is off hevyn king	H
Sauff hym and scheld him fra his fayis	L
All him alane the way he tais	L
Towart the towne off Louchmabane	A
And a litill fra Aryk stane	A
The Bruce with a gret rout he met	C
That raid to Scone for to be set	C
In kingis stole and to be king	H
And quhen Douglas saw hys cummyng	H
He raid and hailsyt hym in hy	-
And lowtyt him ffull curtasly	J
And tauld him haly all his state	C
And quhat he was and als how gat	C
The Cliffurd held his heritage	O
And that he come to mak homage	O
Till him as till his rychtwis king	H
And at he boune wes in all thing	H
To tak with him the gud and ill	J
And quhen the Bruce had herd his will	J
He resavyt him in gret daynt	C
And men and armys till him gaff he	F
He thocht weile he suld be worthy	F
For all his eldris war douchty	C
Thusgat maid thai thar aquentance	L
That never syne for nakyn chance	L
Departyt quhill thai lyffand war	E
Thair frendschip woux ay mar and mar	E
For he servyt ay lelely	J
And the tother full wilfully	J
That was bath worthy wycht and wys	L
Rewardyt him weile his service	L
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Bruce becomes king Edward I sends Aymer de Valence against him	P
King Robert's force at Perth	B
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The lord the Bruce to Glaskow raid	C
And send about him quhill he haid	C
Off his freyndis a gret menyhe	F
And syne to Scone in hy raid he	F
And wes maid king but langer let	C
And in the kingis stole wes set	C
As in that tyme wes the maner	E
Bot off thar nobleis gret affer	E
Thar service na thar realt	C
Ye sall her na thing now for me	F
Owtane that he off the barnage	O
That thidder come tok homage	O
And syne went our all the land	C
Frendis and frendschip purchesand	C
To maynteym that he had begunnyn	A
He wyst or all the land war wonnyn	A
He suld fynd full hard barganyng	H
With him that wes off Ingland king	H
For thar wes nane off lyff sa fell	J
Sa pautener na sa cruell	J
And quhen to King Edward wes tauld	C
How at the Bruys that wes sa bauld	C
Had brocht the Cumyn till ending	H
And how he syne had maid him king	H
Owt off his wyt he went weill ner	E
And callit till him Schir Amer	E
The Vallang that wes wys and wycht	C
And off his hand a worthy knycht	C
And bad him men off armys ta	C
And in hy till Scotland ga	C
And byrn and slay and rais dragoun	A
And hycht all Fyfe in warysoun	A
Till him that mycht other ta or sla	J
Robert the Bruce that wes his fa	M
Schir Aymer did as he him bad	C
Gret chevalry with him he had	C
With him wes Philip the Mowbray	E
And Ingram the Umfravill perfay	M
That wes bath wys and averty	C
And full off gret chevalry	E
And off Scotland the maist party	C
Thai had intill thar cumpa	Q