war present heir, my son,
He mycht nocht succour Troy, for it is won:
Quharfor, I pray the, syt doune and cum hydder,
And lat this altare salue ws al togidder,
Or than atanys al heir lat ws de.25
Thus said scho, and, with sik sembland as mycht be,
Hym towart hir has brocht, but ony threte,
And set the auld doune on the haly sete.
Bot lo! Polytes, ane of Priamus sonnys,
Quhilk from the slauchter of Pyrrus away run is,30
Throw wapynnys fleyng and his ennemys all,
By lang throwgangis and mony voyd hall;
Woundit he was, and come to seik reskew;
Ardently Pyrrus gan him fast persew,
With grondyn lance at hand so neir furthstrekit,5
Almaist the hed hym twichit and arekit.
Quhil at the last, quhen he is cummyn, I weyn,
Befor his faderis and his moderis eyn,
Smate hym down ded in thar sycht, quhar he stude,
The gaist he ȝald with habundans of blude.10
Priamus than, thocht he was halfdeill ded,
Mycht nocht conteyn his ire nor wordis of fed,
Bot cryis furth: For that cruell offens,
And owtragyus fuyl hardy violens,
Gif thar be piete in the hevin abone15
Quhilk takis heid to this at thou has done,
The goddis mot condyngly the forȝeld,
Eftir thi desert rendring sik gaynȝeld,
Causit me behald myne awyn child slane, allace!
And with hys blude fylit the faderis face.20
Bot he, quhamby thou fenys thi self byget,
Achil, was not to Priam sa hard set;
For he, of rycht and faith eschamyt eik,
Quhen that I come hym lawly to beseik,
The ded body of Hector rendrit me,25
And me convoyit hame to my cite.
Thus sayand, the ald waykly, but fors or dynt,
A dart dyd cast, quhilk, with a pyk, gan stynt
On his harnes, and in the scheild dyd hyng,
But ony harm or other dammagyng.30
Quod Pyrrus, sen always thou saist swa,
To Pellyus son, my fader, thou most ga:
Beir hym this message, ramembir weil thou tell
Him al my warkis and dedis sa cruell;
Schaw Neoptolemus is degenerit cleyn.5
Now salt thou de: and with that word, in teyn,
The ald trymlyng toward the altare he drew,
That in the hait blude of his son, sched new,
Fundrit; and Pyrrus grippis hym by the hayr
With his left hand, and with the tother al bayr10
Drew furth his schynand swerd, quhilk in his syde
Festynnyt, and onto the hyltis dyd he hyde.
Of Priamus thus was the finale fait;
Fortone heir endit his gloryus estait,
Seand Ilion al byrn in fyris brown,15
And Troys wallis fall and tumlyt down;
That ryal Prince, vmquhile, our Asya,
Apon sa feil pepil and realmys alswa
Ryngnyt in welth, now by the cost lyis ded,
Bot as a stok, and of hakkit his hed;20
A corps, but lyfe, renown, or other fame,
Onknawyn of ony wight quhat was his name.
CAP. X.
Quhou Venus gan to Eneas appeir,
And of his fader and other materis seyr.
Fyrst than the grysly dreid about me start;
Astonyst I wolx, for sone prent in myne hart
The ymage of my deir fader, quhen I
The kyng his evyneild beheld sa cruelly
By deidly wound ȝaldand vp the spreit.
On dessolat Crevse, my spows sa sweit,
I thocht alsso, and dangeris of my place;5
Of litill Ascaneus sayr I dred the cace.
About I blent to behald, heir and thar,
Quha of our feris remanyt with me thar.
Al war thai fled full wery, left me alane;
Sum to the erd loppin from hie towris of stane;10
Sum in the fyre thar irkit bodeis leit fall;
Thar was na ma bot I left of thame all:
Quhen in the tempil of Vesta the goddas,
Lurkand ful law, intil a secrete place,
Tyndarus douchter, queyn Helene I espy;15
The fyrys schane sa brycht, as I went by,
All thing was patent quhar so euer I went.
Scho, dreding les the Troianys wald hir schent,
And kast sum way for hir distructioun,
Becaus all Troy, for hir, was thus bet doun,20
Sayr punytioun of Grekis dred scho, als
Hir husbandis wroth, quham scho left and was fals,
