Ascanyus this ilk tyme, as is said,
That wont was with his schot bot to invaid
The wild bestis, quhilkis cowth do nocht bot fle,
First heir in bargane leyt swyft arrowys fle;
And by hys handis slew strang Numanus,5
That was to surname clepit Remulus,
Had laitly Turnus ȝyngast systir wed,
As for hys spows, and brocht ontill hys bed.
This ilk Numanus Remulus, in that sted,
Befor the frontis of the batell ȝeyd,10
Furth schawand mony diuers sawys seir,
Baith ganand and onganand forto heir,
Rycht prowd and hely in his breist and hart
That newlyngis of the kynrik was a part
To him befall; his gret estait this wys15
Woustand he schew with clamour and lowd cryis:
Aschame ȝe nocht, Phrigyanys, that twys taik is,
Tobe inclosyt amyd a fald of stakis,
And be assegit agane sa oft sys
With akyn spilis and dikis on sik wys?20
Schame ȝe not to prolong ȝour lyvis? said he.
Thir venquyst cowart wightis behald and se,
That dar our spousage into batale craif!
Quhat wild dotage so maid ȝour hedis raif?
Or quhat onthrifty God in sic foly
Hes ȝou bywavit heir till Italy?
Heir ar not the slaw weirmen Atrydes,
Nor the fenȝear of fair speche Vlixes.
Bot we, that bene a pepill derf and dour5
Cumyn of kynd, as keyn men in a stour,
Our ȝoung childring, the first tyme born thai ar,
Onto the nixt rynnand flude we bair,
To hardyn thar bodeis and to mak thame bald
With the chil frostis and the watyr cald:10
Our childir ȝyng exercis bissely
Huntyng with hundis, hornys, schowt, and cry,
Wild deir throw owt the woddis chais and mait.
To dant and reyn the horssis ayr and layt,
That is thar game and sport thai hant on raw,15
Or with thar bowys schute, or dartis thraw.
Our ȝong spryngaldis may all laubouris endur,
Content of litill fuyde, I ȝou assur,
Of ȝouth thai be accustumat tobe skant,
The erd with plewch and harrowys forto dant,20
Or than in batal bettis citeis down.
In euery age with irne grath ar we bown,
And passand by the plewys, for gad wandis,
Broddis the oxin with speris in our handis:
Nor ȝit the slaw nor febill onweldy age25
May waik our spreit, nor mynys our curage,
Nor of our strenth to altyr ocht or pair.
The steill helmys we thrist on hedis hair;
Best likis ws all tyme to rug and reif,
To dryve away the spreth, and tharon leif.30
Ȝour pantit habittis dois of purpour schyne;
Ȝour hartis lykis best, so I dyvyne,
In idilnes to rest abuf al thing,
To tak ȝour lust, and go in karellyng:
Ȝour cotys hes traland slevys our ȝour handis,5
Ȝour foly hattis trappouris and brasyng bandis.
O verray Phrygiane wifis, dasyt wightis!
To call ȝou men of Troy that onrycht is;
Ȝe be onworthy to sa hie style to clame.
On Dyndyma top go, and walk at hame;10
Quhar as the quhissill rendris soundis seir,
With tympanys, tawbronys, ȝe war wont to heir,
And bos schawmys of turnyt buschboun tre
That grew in Berecyntia montane hie,
Onto the moder of Ida dedicat,15
Callys eftir ȝou to dans, and nocht debait:
Ȝeld ȝou to men, and leif al ȝour armyng,
Rendir ȝour swerdis, and all wapynnys resyng.
Ascanyus ȝyng, byrnand for proper teyn,
Sa gret owtrage of wordis mycht not sustene,20
Herand sa hie avant of pompus pryde,
And sik dispyt blawyn owt apon hys syde.
Hys bow with horsis sennonys bend hes he,
Tharin a takill set of sovir tre,
And tasand vp his armys far in twyn,25
Thus onto Jove lawly dyd begyn
To mak hys first petitioun and prayer:
Omnipotent hie Jupiter, me heir
Assist to this hardy commancement!
My self onto thy templis sal present30
Solempnyt gyftis, maste gudly may be get,
And eik befor thyne altar sall I set
A ȝoung bullok of cullour quhite as snaw,
With goldin schakaris hys forhed arrait on raw;
The best salbe full tydy, tryg, and wight,5
With hed equale till hys moder on hyght,
Can all reddy with hornys fuyn and put,
And scrape or skattyr the soft sand with his fut.
The fader of hevin exceppit hys prayer,
And, on that part quhar the lift was maist cleir,10
Towart the left hand maid a thundyrryng:
All sammyn soundyt the dedly bowys stryng.
Quhyrrand smertly furth flaw the takill tyte,
Quyte throw the hed the Remulus dyd smyte;
The grundyn steill outthrowch hys tympillys glaid.15
Hald on thy ways in haist, Ascanyus said,
Thy self to loif, knak now scornfully
With prowd wordis all at standis by.
Sik boydword heir the twys takyn Troianys
Sendis for hansell to Rutylianys.20
Thus far spekis Ascanyus, and na mair.
Bot the Troianys rasyt a scry in the ayr
With rerd and clamour of blithnes, man and boy,
That to the starnys thar curage sprang for joy,
Ascanyus extolland abuf the skyis.25
And, as thai mak this ryot on sik wys,
Down from the regioun of the hevin tho
The brycht curland haryt Appollo,
Apon a clowd sittand quhar he wald,
The ostis of Italianys can behald,30
And eik new Troys cite, with cheir glaid
Till Iulus the victor thus he said:
Eik and continew thy new vailȝeand dedis,
Thou ȝong child; for that is the way the ledis
Vp to the starnys and the hevynnys hie,5
O thou verray Goddis ofspring, quod he,
That sal engendir Goddis of thy seyd.
In the, be verray resson and of neid,
All batalys, quhilkis by werd ar destinate
Agane Assaracus hows to move debait,10
Salbe appasit, and to quyet brocht.
This litill town of Troy, that heir is wrocht,
May nocht withhald the in sik boundis lyte.
And sayand thus, from the heich hevin als tyte
Discendis he, movand the hailsum ayr,15
And to the child Ascanyus socht rycht thar:
Hys figur changit that tyme as he wald
In lyknes of ane Butes, hayr and ald,
That pursevant tofor and squyer had be
To Troiane Anchyses, fader of Enee,20
And trasty kepar of hys chalmyr dur;
Now had Ene committ to hym the cur
For tyll attend apon Ascanyus ȝyng.
Lyke to this ancyent Butes in al thyng
Furth steppys Phebus, baith in voce and hew,25
With lokkis quhite and armour na thing new,
Rousty, and with a felloun sound clattring,
And sic wordis spak to Iulus ȝyng,
That otherwys is hayt Ascanyus,
With ardent mynd of bargane desyrus:30
Eneas verray douchty son and ayr,
It may suffice, the nedis do na mair,
Sen, thou onhurt, with thy schote in this sted
The strang Numanus thou hes dung to ded:
This first loving and eik hie renownee5
The souerane Apollo grantys the,
Nor na disdene at the sal haue, suthly,
Tobe hys peregall intill archery.
Leif of my child, and of sic batale ces;
Na mair at this tyme; draw the owt of pres.10
On this wys carpys the brycht Appollo,
And in the myddis of hys sermond tho
He vanyst far away, I wait neuer quhar,
Furth of this mortal sycht in the schire ayr.
The nobillys, and the Troiane capitanys trew,15
Be thir takynnys the God Appollo knew,
And hard hys arrowys clatterand in hys cace.
Tharfor thai haue withdraw furth of that place
Ascanyus, at brycht Phebus mychty charge,
And wald no langar thoill hym go at large,20
All thocht to feght he had desyre and joy;
Hame to hys innys dyd thai hym convoy:
Syne to the bargane hes thame sped agane,
In oppyn perrellys, dangeris, and all pane,
Thar personys and thar lyvys for thar town25
Offerand, and for defens maid thame bown.