That his fadyr wes done to ded Then wes he wa, and will of red; And thocht that he wald hame agayne, To luk gyff he, throw ony payn, 350 Mycht wyn agayn his heritage, And his men out off all thryllage. [279: _Hard_ from W improves the line. It is not given in E or H.] [286: So Skeat reads, following H. E has _land that is_, which is clearly wrong. _Cf._ line 316.] [287: _To_ from H. E omits.] [300: E has _thing that_, but H omits as here; the line then goes more smoothly.] [309: _Et_ or _ec_ is clearly a Latin rendering of ‘&’ = and: a scribal error.] [319: E has _for to_. H omits.] [344: H omits _that_, and S follows.] The First Rising of Lord Douglas. [Sidenote: 1299-1303] _James Douglas returns from Paris_] To Sanct Androws he come in hy, Quhar the byschop full curtasly Resavyt him, and gert him wer 355 His knyvys forouch him to scher; And cled him rycht honorabilly, And gert ordayn quhar he suld ly. A weile gret quhile thar duellyt he; All men lufyt him for his bounte; 360 For he wes off full fayr effer, Wys, curtais, and deboner; Larg and luffand als wes he, And our all thing luffyt lawte. Leaute to luff is gretumly; 365 Throuch leaute liffis men rychtwisly: With a vertu of leaute A man may yheit sufficyand be: And but leawte may nane haiff price, Quhethir he be wycht, or he be wys; 370 For quhar it failyheys, na vertu May be off price, na off valu, To mak a man sa gud that he May symply callyt gud man be. He wes in all his dedis lele; 375 For him dedeynyheit nocht to dele With trechery, na with falset. His hart on hey honour wes set: And hym contenyt on sic maner, That all him luffyt that war him ner. 380 Bot he wes nocht so fayr, that we Suld spek gretly off his beaute: In vysage wes he sumdeill gray, And had blak har, as Ic hard say; Bot off lymmys he wes weill maid, 385 With banys gret, and schuldrys braid. His body wes weyll maid and lenye, As thai that saw hym said to me. Quhen he wes blyth he wes lufly, And meyk and sweyt in cumpany: 390 Bot quha in battail mycht him se All other contenance had he. And in spek wlispyt he sum deill; Bot that sat him rycht wondre weill. Till gud Ector of Troy mycht he 395 In mony thingis liknyt be. Ector had blak har, as he had, And stark lymmys, and rycht weill maid; And wlyspit alsua as did he, And wes fulfillyt of leawte, 400 And wes curtais and wys and wycht. Bot off manheid and mekill mycht, Till Ector dar I nane comper Off all that evir in warldys wer. The-quhethyr in his tyme sa wrocht he, 405 That he suld gretly lovyt be.