MELDRUM'S DUEL WITH THE ENGLISH CHAMPION TALBART.

Then clarions and trumpets blew,

And warriors many hither drew;

On every side came many man

To behold who the battle wan.

The field was in the meadow green,

Where every man might well be seen:

The heralds put them so in order,

That no man pass'd within the border,

Nor press'd to come within the green,

But heralds and the champions keen;

The order and the circumstance

Were long to put in remembrance.

When these two noble men of weir

Were well accoutred in their geir,

And in their handis strong burdouns,[1]

Then trumpets blew and clariouns,

And heralds cried high on height,

'Now let them go--God show the right.'

* * * * *

Then trumpets blew triumphantly,

And these two champions eagerly,

They spurr'd their horse with spear on breast,

Pertly[2] to prove their pith they press'd.

That round rink-room[3] was at utterance,

But Talbart's horse with a mischance

He outterit,[4] and to run was loth;

Whereof Talbart was wonder wroth.

The Squier forth his rink[5] he ran,

Commended well with every man,

And him discharged of his spear

Honestly, like a man of weir.

* * * * *

The trenchour[6] of the Squier's spear

Stuck still into Sir Talbart's geir;

Then every man into that stead[7]

Did all believe that he was dead.

The Squier leap'd right hastily

From his courser deliverly,[8]

And to Sir Talbart made support,

And humillie[9] did him comfort.

When Talbart saw into his shield

An otter in a silver field,

'This race,' said he, 'I sore may rue,

For I see well my dream was true;

Methought yon otter gart[10] me bleed,

And bore me backward from my steed;

But here I vow to God soverain,

That I shall never joust again.'

And sweetly to the Squier said,

'Thou know'st the cunning[11] that we made,

Which of us two should tyne[12] the field,

He should both horse and armour yield

To him that won, wherefore I will

My horse and harness give thee till.'

Then said the Squier, courteously,

'Brother, I thank you heartfully;

Of you, forsooth, nothing I crave,

For I have gotten that I would have.'

[1] 'Burdouns:' spears.

[2] 'Pertly:' boldly.

[3] 'Rink-room:' course-room.

[4] 'Outterit:' swerved.

[5] 'Kink:' course.

[6] 'Trencliour:' head.

[7] 'Stead:' place.

[8] 'Deliverly:' actively.

[9] 'Humillie:' humbly.

[10] 'Gart:' made.

[11] 'Cunning:' agreement.

[12] 'Tyne:' lose.

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