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The Brus Book Ix Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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The king goes to Inverurie and falls ill	A
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Now leve we intill the Forest	B
Douglas that sall bot litill rest	C
Till the countre deliveryt be	D
Off Inglis folk and thar powste	C
And turne we till the noble king	E
That with the folk off his leding	E
Towart the Month has tane his wai	F
Rycht stoutly and intill gud array	G
Quhar Alysander Frayser him met	C
And als his broder Symonet	C
With all the folk thai with thaim had	C
The king gud contenance thaim made	C
That wes rycht blyth off thar cummyne	H
Thai tauld the king off the convyne	H
Off Jhone Cumyn erle of Bouchane	H
That till help him had with him tane	H
Schyr Jhon Mowbray and other ma	I
Schyr David off Brechyn alsua	J
With all the folk off thar leding	E
'And yarnys mar na ony thing	E
Vengeance off you schyr king to tak	E
For Schyr Jhone the Cumyn his sak	E
That quhylum in Drumfres wes slayn '	-
The king said 'Sa our Lord me sayn	H
Ik had gret caus him for to sla	A
And sen that thai on hand will ta	I
Becaus off him to werray me	D
I sall thole a quhile and se	J
On quhat wys that thai pruve thar mycht	I
And giff it fall that thai will fycht	I
Giff thai assaile we sall defend	I
Syne fall eftre quhat God will send '	-
Eftre this spek the king in hy	-
Held straucht his way till Enrowry	G
And thar him tuk sik a seknes	J
That put him to full hard distress	J
He forbar bath drynk and mete	I
His men na medicyne couth get	I
That ever mycht to the king availe	A
His force gan him halyly faile	A
That he mycht nother rid na ga	I
Then wyt ye that his men war wa	I
For nane wes in that cumpany	H
That wald haiff bene halff sa sary	G
For till haiff sene his broder ded	I
Lyand befor him in that steid	I
As thai war for his seknes	J
For all thar confort in him wes	J
Bot gud Schyr Edward the worthy	D
His broder that wes sa hardy	D
And wys and wycht set mekill payn	H
To comfort thaim with all his mayn	H
And quhen the lordis that thar war	G
Saw that the ill ay mar and mar	G
Travaillyt the king thaim thocht in hy	-
It war nocht spedfull thar to ly	-
For thar all playne wes the countre	G
And thai war bot a few menye	K
To ly but strenth into the playne	H
Forthi till that thar capitane	H
War coveryt off his mekill ill	A
Thai thocht to wend sum strenthis till	A
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A reflection on leadership the king goes to Slioch	L
	-
For folk foroutyn capitane	H
Bot thai the better be apayn	H
Sall nocht be all sa gud in deid	D
As thai a lord had thaim to leid	D
That dar put him in aventur	G
But abaysing to tak the ure	G
That God will send for quhen that he	D
Off sic will is and sic bounte	D
That he dar put him till assay	D
His folk sall tak ensample ay	G
Off his gud deid and his bounte	D
And ane off thaim sall be worth thre	G
Off thaim that wikkyt chifftane hais	D
His wrechytnes sa in thaim gais	D
That thai thar manlynes sall tyn	H
throu wrechitnes of his convyn	H
For quhen the lord that thaim suld leid	D
May do nocht bot as he that war ded	D
Or fra his folk haldis his way	G
Fleand trow ye nocht than that thai	-
Sall vencusyt in thar hartis be	D
Yis sall thai as I trow per de	D
Bot giff thar hartis be sa hey	G
That thai na will for thar worschip flei	A
And thaocht sum be of sic bounte	D
Quhen thai the lord and his menye	K
Seys fley yeit sall thai fley apayn	H
For all men fleis the deid rycht fayne	H
Se quhat he dois that sua foully	A
Fleys thus for his cowardy	D
Bath him and his vencusys he	D
And gerris his fayis aboune be	D
Bot he that throu his gret noblay	A
Till perallis him abandounys ay	G
To recomfort his menye	K
Gerris thame be off sa gret bounte	D
That mony tyme unlikly thing	E
Tha bring rycht weill to gud ending	E
Sa did this king that Ik off reid	D
And for his utrageous manheid	D
Confortyt his on sic maner	G
That nane had radnes quhar he wer	G
Thai wald nocht fecht till that he wes	D
Liand intill his seknes	D
Tharfor in litter thai him lay	G
And till the Slevauch hald thar way	G
And thocht thar in that strenth to ly	A
Till passyt war his malady	D
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The skirmishing at Slioch	L
	-
Bot fra the erle of Buchane	H
Wyst that thai war thidder gane	H
And wyst that sa sek wes the king	E
That men doutyt off his covering	E
He sent eftre his men in hy	-
And assemblyt a gret cumpany	H
For all his awine men war thar	G
And all his frendis with him war	G
That wes Schir Jhonne the Mowbray	G
And his brodyr as Ik hard say	G
And Schyr David off Brechynge	M
With fele folk in thar ledyng	E
And quhen thai all assemblit war	G
In hy thai tuk thar way to far	G
To the Slevauch with all thar men	H
For till assaile the king that then	H
Wes liand intill his seknes	G
This wes eftyr the Martymes	G
Quhen snaw had helyt all the land	D
To the Slevauch thai come ner hand	D
Arayit on thar best maner	G
And thane the kingis men that wer	G
War off thar come thaim apparaylyt	D
To defend giff thai thaim assaylyt	D
And nocht forthi thar fayis war	G
Ay twa for ane that thai war thar	G
The erlys men ner cummand war	G
Trumpand and makand mekill far	G
And maid knychtis quhen thai war ner	G
And thai that in the woddis sid wer	G
Stud in aray rycht sarraly	A
And thocht to byd thar hardyly	A
The cummyng off thar ennymys	G
Bot thai wald apon nakyn wys	G
Ische till assaile thaim in fechting	E
Till coveryt war the nobill king	E
Bot and othir wald thaim assailye	K
Thai wald defend vailye que vailye	K
And quhen the erlis cumpany	H
Saw that thai wrocht sa wisely	A
That thai thar strenth schupe to defend	D
Thar archeris furth to thaim thai send	D
To bykkyr thaim and men off mayn	H
And thai send archeris thaim agayne	H
That bykkyrryt thaim sa sturdely	A
Till thai off the erlis party	A
Intill thar bataill dryvyn war	G
Thre dayis on this wys lay thai thar	G
And bykkyryt thaim everilk day	D
Bot thar bowmen the war had ay	D
And quhen the kingis cumpany	H
Saw thar fayis befor thaim ly	A
That ilk day wox ma and ma	I
And thai war quhone and stad war sua	G
That thai had na thing for till eyt	D
Bot giff thai travaillit it to get	D
Tharfor thai tuk consale into hy	A
That thar wald thai na langer ly	A
Bot hald thar way quhar thai mycht get	D
To thaim and tharis vittaillis and mete	D
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The king withdraws from Slioch	L
	-
In a littar the king thai lay	D
And redyit thaim and held thar way	D
That all thar fayis mycht thaim se	G
Ilk man buskyt him in his degre	G
To fycht giff thai assaillyt war	G
In myddis thaim the king thai bar	G
And yeid about him sarraly	D
And nocht full gretly thaim gan hy	-
The erle and thai that with him war	G
Saw that thai buskit thaim to far	G
And saw how with sa litill effray	G
Thai held furth with the king thar way	D
Redy to fycht quha wald assaile	D
Thar hartis begouth all to faile	D
And in pes lete thaim pas thar way	D
And till thar housis hame went thai	-
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The king goes to Strathbogie then to Inverurie	G
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The erle his way tuk to Bouchane	H
And Schyr Edward the Bruce is gane	H
Rycht to Strabolghy with the king	E
And sua lang thar maid sojorning	E
Till he begouth to covyr and ga	E
And syne thar wayis gan thai ta	E
Till Innerroury straucht agane	H
For thai wald ly into the plane	H
The wynter sesone for vittaile	D
Intill the plane mycht thaim nocht faile	D
The erle wyst that thai war thar	G
And gaderyt a mengne her and thar	G
Brechyne and Mowbray and thar men	H
All till the erle assemblyt then	H
And war a full gret cumpany	H
Off men arayit jolyly	D
Till Auld Meldrum thai yeid the way	D
And thar with thar men logit thai	-
Befoir Yhule evyn a nycht but mar	G
A thousand trow I weile thai war	G
Thai logyt thaim all thar that nycht	E
And on the morn quhen day wes lycht	E
The lord off Brechyn Schyr Davy	A
Is went towart Innerroury	G
To luk gyff he on ony wys	G
Mycht do skaith till his ennymys	G
And till the end off Innerroury	G
Come ridand sa sodanly	D
That	E