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Sa fell it in the samyn tid, 25

That at Dumfres, rycht thar besid,

Schir Jhone the Cumyn sojornyng maid;

The Brus lap on and thiddir raid;

And thocht, for-owtyn mar letting,

For to quyt hym his discoveryng. 30

Thiddir he raid, but langir let,

And with Schyr Jhone the Cumyn met,

In the Freris, at the hye awter,

And schawyt him, with lauchand cher,[†] The endentur; syne with a knyff, 35 Rycht in that sted, hym reft the lyff. Schyr Edmund Cumyn als wes slayn, And othir mony off mekill mayn.[†] Nocht-for-thi yheit sum men sayis,[†] At that debat fell othir wayis; 40 But quhat sa evyr maid the debate, Thar-throuch he deyt, weill I wat. He mysdyd thar gretly, but wer, That gave na gyrth to the awter. Tharfor sa hard myscheiff him fell, 45 That Ik herd nevir in romanys tell Off man sa hard frayit as wes he, That eftirwart com to sic bounte.[†]