To tell the perils that may appear.'"

*Well.

The King, vexed and disappointed, turned to his followers for
advice. What was best to do, he asked. Edward Bruce, the King's
brave brother, was the first to answer.

"And said, 'I say you sickerly,
There shall no perils that may be
Drive me eftsoons into the sea;
Mine adventure here take will I
Whether it be easeful or angry.'
'Brother,' he said, 'since you will so
It is good that we together take
Disease and ease, or pain or play
After as God will us purvey.'"

And so, taking courage, they set out in the darkness, and
attacked the town, and took it with great slaughter.

"In such afray they bode that night
Till in the morn, that day was bright,
And then ceased partly
The noise, the slaughter, and the cry."

Thus once again the fierce struggle was begun. But this time the
Bruce was successful. From town after town, from castle after
castle the enemy was driven out, till only Stirling was left to
the English. It was near this town, on the field of Bannockburn,