But Donald richt impatient Of that answer Duke Robert gaif, He vowed to God Omnipotent, 35 All the hale lands of Ross to haif, Or ells be graithed in his graif: He wald not quat his richt for nocht, Nor be abusit lyk a slaif; That bargin sould be deirly bocht. 40 Then haistylie he did command, That all his weir-men should convene, Ilk an well harnisit frae hand, To meit and heir quhat he did mein: He waxit wrath, and vowit tein, 45 Sweirand he wald surpryse the North, Subdew the brugh of Aberdene, Mearns, Angus, and all Fyfe to Forth. Thus with the weir-men of the Yles, Quha war ay at his bidding bown, 50 With money maid, with forss and wyls, Richt far and neir, baith up and doun, Throw mount and muir, frae town to town, Allangst the lands of Ross he roars, And all obey'd at his bandown, 55 Evin frae the North to Suthren shoars. Then all the countrie men did zield; For nae resistans durst they mak, Nor offer battill in the feild, Be forss of arms to beir him bak. 60 Syne they resolvit all and spak, That best it was for thair behoif, They sould him for thair chiftain tak, Believing weil he did them luve. Then he a proclamation maid, 65 All men to meet at Inverness, Throw Murray land to mak a raid, Frae Arthursyre unto Spey-ness. And further mair, he sent express, To schaw his collours and ensenzie, 70 To all and sindry, mair and less, Throchout the bounds of Byne and Enzie. And then throw fair Straithbogie land His purpose was for to pursew, And quhasoevir durst gainstand, 75 That race they should full sairly rew. Then he bad all his men be trew, And him defend by forss and slicht, And promist them rewardis anew, And mak them men of mekle micht. 80 Without resistans, as he said, Throw all these parts he stoutly past, Quhair sum war wae, and sum war glaid, But Garioch was all agast. Throw all these feilds he sped him fast, 85 For sic a sicht was never sene; And then, forsuith, he langd at last To se the bruch of Aberdene. To hinder this prowd enterprise, The stout and michty Erle of Marr 90 With all his men in arms did ryse, Even frae Curgarf to Craigyvar: And down the syde of Don richt far, Angus and Mearns did all convene To fecht, or Donald came sae nar 95 The ryall bruch of Aberdene.