Sorry, but anyone tell me whether the following William Dunbar quote refers to the long battle by Dorset priests to rid their churches of scrumpy ‘n’ western, to yet another destruction of Leicester City FC’s charity team, or to skirmishes between farmers and those legendary mint tea-crazed monsters?
Done is a battell on the dragon blak;
Our campioun Chryst confoundit hes his force:
The yettis of hell ar brokin with a crak,
The signe triumphall rasit is of the croce,
The divillis trymmillis with hiddous voce,
The saulis ar borrowit and to the bliss can go,
Chryst with his blud our ransonis dois indoce:
Surrexit Dominus de sepulchro.
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