The gud Lyndyssay, Schyr Dawy, Of Glenesk the Lord mychty, Honest, abil, and avenand, Past on (safe) conduct in Ingland.’ “This Author, indeed, never mentions London Bridge, and assigns a different day for the encounter, as we read in the verses on the next page. ‘Swà ewyn a-pon _the sext day Of that moneth that we call May_, Thai ilk forsayd Lordis tway, The Lyndyssay and the Wellis thay On horse ane agane othir ran As thare taylyhè (_tally, a bond, or indenture to fight_) ordanyd than. The Lyndyssay thare wyth manful fors Strak qwyte the Wellis fra his hors _Flatlyngis downe a-pon the grene_. Thare all his saddile twm (_toom, empty_) was sene.’ “We have, however, sufficient authority for believing that this Justing did actually take place on St. George’s day, for Hector Boethius states, on page 336 b. of his ‘_History_,’ that because it was through the protection of St. George, on whose day Sir David, or rather Earl, Lindsay fought, he had gained this victory, he founded a Chantry, with a gift of 48 marks,--£32 yearly,’--for seven Priests, with divers Virgins, for ever to sing holy Anthems to the Saintly Soldier in the Church of Dundee. ‘The which,’ adds he, ‘they did unto our time,’--that is, about eighty years afterwards--‘not without singular commendations to the Earl.’ “The Poem also speaks of the use of other weapons than lances; and gives both Sir David Lindsay and King Richard a less degree of courtesy than we find mentioned elsewhere, as you will discover in the following passage. ‘Qwhen all thare cursis on hors wes dune, To-gyddyr thai mellayid on fute swne, Wyth all thare wapnys, as by the taylyhè Oblyst thai ware, for til assaylyhè. Swà wyth thare knwys at the last Ilk ane at othir strak rycht fast, Swà of this to tell yow mare _The Lyndyssay fastnyd his daggare_ In-till Wellis armowris fyne Welle lauche (_a good depth_) and hym lyftyd syne Sum thyng fra the earth wyth pyth; And all (rycht) manful wertu wyth Oppynly before thame all He gave the Wellis a gret fall, And had hym haly at his will Qwhat evyr he wald have dwne hym til. The Kyng, in his Swmere Castelle That all this Towrne sene had welle, Sayd, ‘Lyndyssay, Cusyne, gud Lyndissay, Do forth that thow suld do this day.’ As to be sayd, do furth thi dete, Thare shall ná man here mak lete.’”