doubt by Wyntoun, in the following and self-restraint, and that instinctive shrewdvarious other references :
"Of Brutus' lineage wha will hear, He look the treatise of Barbere, Made intil a genealogy, Right weel, and mare perfectly, Than I can on ony wise,
With all my wit, to you devise."
ness which is so much valued amongst his countrymen. His writings are also characterized by so much moderation, lignity, and good taste, that we naturally consider these qualities characteristic of his disposition.
He has been regarded by every writer on the subject of our literature, as our first great writer. Warton says of him, that "he has adorned the English lan
Drs Jamieson and Irving both agree in thinking that Barbour himself is quoting The Brute in the following passage from the first book of The Bruce:guage by a strain of versification, ex
"Als Arthur, that through chivalry
Made Britain mistress and lady Of twelve kinrykis2 that he wan: And alsua,' as a noble man,
He wan through battle France all free; And Lucius Yber vanquished he, That then of Rome was emperour; Bot yet for all his great valour, Modred, his sister's son him slew And good men als may then anew, Through treason and through wickedness; The Broite 3 bears thereof witness."
pression, and poetical images, far superior" to his age." Mr Ellis, in his Specimens of Early English Poetry, in more full and discriminating language, says—“Barbour is to be considered in the double character of historian and poet. In the first, his authority is quoted by writers who immediately succeeded him, as the most authentic that can be adduced." Of the life of his hero, he observes, that "he gives a circumstantial detail of his daily difficulties, of his paternal solicitude for his little army, of his personal exploits, and of the patience with which he submitted to more than a soldier's share of the common hardships.
The other work is his Book of Legends of the Saints, recently discovered by Mr Bradshaw in the library of Cambridge University, in a MS. of many thousand lines. It contains so many incidental allusions to himself, as-with the unIn describing the campaign in Ireland, mistakably Scotch origin of the MS.—in which the king has marched an army
to leave no doubt about its author, who thus describes it :
to the assistance of his brother, Barbour suddenly stops to relate an anecdote which a monkish historian would probably have thought beneath the dignity of history; but the simple and affectionate heart of our poet would have prompted him to risk a much greater indecorum, for the purpose of illustrating the humane character of his hero." This refers to the incident of the woman and child. Mr Craik, in his History of English Literature, also judiciously
remarks, that "throughout his long work, he shows, for his time, a very remarkable feeling for the art of poetry, both by the variety which he studies in the treatment and disposition of his subject, and by the rare temperance and self-restraint which prevents him from ever overdoing what he is about, either by prosing or raving. Even his patriotism, warm and steady as it is, is wholly without any vulgar narrowness or ferocity."
But it is unnecessary to multiply testimonies to his various excellencies : these will be best seen in the specimens which follow:
PREFACE TO THE BRUCE. [Modernised in spelling.]
Stories to read are delitable, Suppose that they be nought but fable: Then should stories that soothfast were, And they were said on gude manner, Have double pleasance in hearing. The first pleasance is the carpyng ;1 And the tother the soothfastness, That schawys the thing right as it wes: And such things that are likand 2 Till mannes hearing are pleasand. Therefore I wald fain set my will, Giff my wit might suffice theretill, To put in writ a soothfast story, That it last aye forth in memory, Swa3 that nae time of length it let, Na ger4 it hally be forget.
For auld stories that men reads Represents to them the deeds Of stalwart folk, that livèd ere,5 Right as they then in presence were. And certes, they should weill have prize That in their time were wight and wise;
And led their life in great travail,1 And oft in hard stour 2 of bataill, Wan right great price 3 of chivalry, And were voided of cowardy. As was King Robert of Scotland, That hardy was of heart and hand; And good Sir James of Douglas, That in his time sae worthy was, That of his price and his bounty,4 In far lands renowned was he. of them I think this book to ma ;5 Now God give grace that I may swa Treat it, and bring it till ending, That I say nought but soothfast thing!
He asked what that was in hy.' "It is the layndar,2 sir," said ane, "That her child-ill right now has tane; And mon leave now behind us here; Therefore she makes yon evil cheer.” The king said, "Certes, it were pity That she in that point left should be; For certs, I trow there is no man That he ne will rue a woman than." His host all, there arrested he, And gert3 a tent soon stented 4 be; And gert her gang in hastily, And other women to be her by. While she was delivered, he bade, And syne forth on his wayis rade, And, how she forth should carried be, Or ever he forth fur,5 ordained he, This was a full great courtesy ! That swilk a king and so mighty Gert his men dwell on this manner But for a poor lavender !
THE BATTLE OF BANNOCKBURN. Bruce's Address.
"Lordings, we ought to love and luff Almighty God that sits abuff7 That sends us sa fair beginning. It is a great discomforting Till our faes that on this wise Sa soon has been rebutted twice. For when they of their host shall hear And know soothly on what maner Their vaward that was sa stout And syne yon other jolly rout, That I trow of the best men were, That they might get amang them there, Were rebutted so suddenly; I trow and knows it all clearly That many a heart shall wavering be That seemed ere of great bounty.
I In haste. 2 Lavender, a laundress, washer-woman. Lavendière, Fr. 4 Stretched. 7 Above.
And frae the heart be discomfit The body is not worth a mite. Therefore I trow that good ending Shall follow till our beginning, And whether I say not this you till, For that ye should follow my will To fight; but in you all shall be. For if you think speedful that we Fight, we shall, and if ye will We leave, your liking to fulfill. I shall consent on alkyn wise 2 To do right as ye will devise Therefore say of your will plainly." And with a voice then 'gan they cry "Good King for owtyn 3 mare delay To morne as soon as ye see day Ordain you hale for the battle For doute of deed we shall nought fail: Nor no pain shall refused be
Untill we've made our country free." When the king had heard, so manfully They spake of fighting, and so hardily, In heart, great gladship 'gan he ta ;4 And said: " 'Lordings, since will sa, ye Shape 5 we us therfore in the morning. Sae that we, by the sun rising, Have heard mass; and buskyt❝ weill Ilk7 man in till his own eschell, 8 Without the pavillions, arrayed. In battalions, with banners displayed. And look ye no wise break array. And, as ye love me, I you pray That ilk man, for his own honour, Purvey9 him a good banner. And when it comes to the fight, Ilk man set heart, will, and might, To stint 10 our foe's meikle1 pride. On horse they will arrayèd ride; And come on you in full great hy,12 Meet them with spears hardily;
I From the time.
2 Everyway.
3 Without.
4 Began he to take.
And think then on the meikle ill That they and theirs has done us till ; And are in will yet for to do,
If they have might to come there to. And certes, me thinks well that ye Forowtabasing ought to be Worthy, and of great wasselagis,' For we have three great advantages. The first is, that we have the right; And for the right aye God will fight. The tother is, that they coming are,
For lippening 3 of their great power To seek us in our own land;
To meet them at their first assemble So stoutly, that the hindmost tremble. And men of your great manhood, Your worship and your doughty 2 deed; And of the joy that we abide, If that us fall, as well may tide, Hap to vanquish this great battle. In your hands without fail Ye bear honour, praise, and riches, Freedom, wealth, and blythness; If ye contene3 you manfully. And the contrar all halily
Shall fall, if ye let cowardice
And has brought here, right to our hand, And wickedness you suppress.
Riches in so great quantity,
That the poorest of you shall be Both rich, and mighty therewith all, If that we win, as well may fall. The third is, that we for our lives, And for our children, and for our wives, And for our freedom, and for our land, Are strained into battle for to stand. And they for their might anerly 4 And for 5 they let of us heychtly, And for they would destroy us all, Maiss7 them to fight: but yet may fall That they shall rue their bargaining. And certes I warn you of a thing; That happened them, as God forbid That died on rood8 for mankind heid! That they win us openly, They shall of us have no mercy. And, since we know their felon will, Me thinks it should accord to skill, To set stoutness against felony; And make so gat a jeopardy. Wherefore I you require, and pray, That with all your might, that ye may, Ye press you at the beginning, But cowardice or abasing,
Ye might have lived into thrawldom: But, for 4 ye yearn to have freedom, Ye are assembled here with me; Therefore is needful that ye be Worthy and wight, but 5 abasing. And I warn you well of a thing, That more mischief may fall us, nane, Than in their hands to be tane : For they should slay us, I wate weel, Right as they did my brother Neil. But when I mene of your stoutness, And of the many great prowess, That ye have done so worthily: I trust and trow sickerly? To have plain vic'try in this fight. For though our foes have meikle might, They have the wrong; and succudry,8 And covetous of senyowry9 Amowys them for owtyn more. 10
Na us char dread them, but before :11 For strength of this place as ye see Shall let us environèd to be. And I pray you als 12 specially, Both more and less commonly, That none of you for greediness
Have eye to take of their riches; No prisoneris for to ta1
Untill ye see them contraried sa 2 That the field anerly yours be.3 And then, at your likeing may ye Take all the riches that there is. If ye will work upon this wise, Ye shall have victory sickerly.4
I wate nocht 5 what more say shall I. But all wate ye what honour is : Contene (you) then on sic awise? That your honour aye saved be. And I hycht here in leautè;9 If any dies in this battle,
His heir, but 10 ward, relief or taile, "I On the first day shall wield
All be he never so young of eild. 12 Now make you ready for to fight: God help us that is maist of might! I rede, 13 armed all night that we be, Purwayed in battle so, that we To meet our foes aye be boune,14
Defeat of the English Archers. The English archers shot so fast, That, might their shot have ony last, It had been hard to Scottis men. But King Robert that well gan ken That their archers were perilous, And their shot right hard and grievous, Ordained forthwith the assemblé, His marshal with a great menye, Five hundred armèd into steel, That on light horse were horsed weel, For to prick among the archers; And so assail them with their spears, That they na layser 15 have to shoot. This marshal that I of mute, 16 That Sir Robert of Keith was called,
1 Take.
2 Defeated so.
3 Be yours only. 9 Loyalty.
As I before, here, have you tauld,' When he saw the bataillis sae Assemble, and together gae, And saw the archers shot stoutly; With all them of his company, In hy2 upon them 'gan he ride; And overtook them at a side; And rushed among them so rudely, Sticking them so dispiteously, And in such fashion bearing them down, And slaying them for outyn ransoun;3 That they them scailèd everilkane.4 And from that time forth there was nane That assembled, shot to ma.5 When Scottis archers saw, that, they sae Were rebutted, they wax hardy And with all their might shot eagerly Among the horsemen, that there raid; And woundis wide to them they made; And slew of them a full great deal. They bare them hardily and weel. For frae their fae's archeris were Scailed, as I said till you ere,
That ma5 nae, they were be great thing, Sae that they dread nought their shooting, They wax sae hardy that them thought They should set all their faes at nought.
The thick of the Battle.
Where might men see (a) fell fight; And men that worthy were and wight,7 Do many worthy to wasselage: 8 They fought as they were in a rage. For when the Scottish archery Saw their faes sae sturdily Stand into battle them again;9 With all their might and all their main They laid on as men out of wit.
And where they, with full stroke, might hit,
7 Such a manner. 8 Promise.
4 Scattered every one.
5 Make not.
6 Fierce.
7 Valiant.
8 Achievements.
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