But to proceed:
Earl Douglas on a milk-white steed,
Most like a baron bold,
Rode foremost of the company,
Whose armour shone like gold.
_Turnus_, _ut antevolans tardum praecesserat agmen_, &c.
_Vidisti_, _quo Turnus equo_, _quibus ibat in armis_
_Aurcus_--
_AEn._ ix. 47, 269.
Our English archers bent their bows,
Their hearts were good and true;
At the first flight of arrows sent,
Full threescore Scots they slew.
They closed full fast on ev'ry side,
No slackness there was found;
And many a gallant gentleman
Lay gasping on the ground.
With that there came an arrow keen
Out of an English bow,
Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart,
A deep and deadly blow.
AEneas was wounded after the same manner by an unknown hand in the midst
of a parley.
_Has inter voces_, _media inter talia verba_,
_Ecce viro stridens alis allapsa sagitta est_,
_Incertum qua pulsa manu_--
_AEn._ xii. 318.
Thus, while he spake, unmindful of defence,
A winged arrow struck the pious prince;
But whether from a human hand it came,
Or hostile god, is left unknown by fame.