THE SCOTIAD - damowords

COMYN’S COWARDICESharp spears are splitting, bold deeds done,Down fell many a suthron son,& seeing such a happy showWallace his mighty horn did blow,Inglis trumpets answer the blastForward in mighty echelon,The Scottis schiltrons set to hold,Four great circles of spearsmen bold,With ranks of archers inbetween,But as the Inglis lance them keenIn Comyn gumsy doubts do dwell& trapped by some cowardly spellOrder'd his vital cavalryTurn tail to Cummernauld & flee!Bruce Enters the BattleWallace now blew the third hot blast,Hoping the Bruce would come on fast,Urging his soldiers to battleThey stood there full invincible,Tho suthron shafts in volleys hailed,& by fierce headlong charge assailed,These experts in the war they wage,Fought skilfully, with much courage,Offering battle fierce & stout,Clash went the arms & crash the shout,Wide rages combat on the plain,Spears shook, falchions flashed amain,& through the smoke bright pennons flewAs in a storm does white sea mew!