The archangel Michael, though, confirms these eternal resurrections to be true, first saying, 'My lorde wyll that ye with me gon / to hevens blysse, botthe blude
and bon, / evermo there to be' (720-2) and then reiterating, 'to heven, there hymselffe ys, / nowe shall ye goe withe me' (725-6).
Also it semis not your celsitude, Quhilk usis daylie meittis delitious, To fyle your teith or lippis with my blude
, Quhilk to your stomok is contagious.
The hie God of his gracis Him self dispisit, ws to speid [help], And dowtit nocht to dee on deid; He panit [suffered] for our peacis, And with his blude
ws bacis, Bot quhen he ras vp, as we rede, The cherite of his Godhede Was plane in euery placis.
It was mirk mirk night, and there was nae stern light, And they waded thro' red blude
to the knee; For a' the blude
that's shed on earth Rins thro the springs o' that countrie.
Thus endis Kyng Arthure, as auctors alegges, That was of Ectores blude
, the kynge son of Troye, And of sir Pryamous the prynce, praysede in erthe: Fro thethen broghte the Bretons all his bolde eldyrs Into Bretayne the Brode, as pe Bruytte tellys.