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36. He that had neither beene a kithe nor kin
Might have seene a full fayre sight,

To see how together these yeomen went,
With blades both browne and bright;

37. To have seene how these yeomen together fought

Two howers of a summer's day;
Itt was neither Guy nor Robin Hood
That ffettled them to flye away.

38. Robin was reacheles2 on a roote,

And stumbled at that tyde,

And Guy was quicke and nimble with-all,
And hitt him ore the left side.

39. "Ah, deere Lady!" sayd Robin Hoode,
"Thou art both mother and may!3
I thinke it was never mans destinye
To dye before his day."

40. Robin thought on Our Lady deere,

And soone leapt up againe,

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58. But he cold neither soe fast goe,
Nor away soe fast runn,

But Litle John, with an arrow broade,
Did cleave his heart in twinn.

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11. Syr Harry Perssy cam to the walles, The Skottyssch oste for to se,

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And sayd, "And thow hast brente Northomberlond,

Full sore it rewyth me.

12. "Yf thou hast haryed all Bamborowe schyre, Thow hast done me grete envye; 1

For the trespasse thow hast me done,
The tone of us schall dye."

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13. "Where schall I byde the?" sayd the Dowglas, "Or where wylte thow com to me?" "At Otterborne, in the hygh way, Ther mast thow well logeed be.

14. "The roo3 full rekeles ther sche rinnes,
To make the game and glee;

The fawken and the fesaunt both,
Amonge the holtes on hye.

15. "Ther mast thow have thy welth at wyll,
Well looged ther mast be;

Yt schall not be long or I com the tyll,"
Sayd Syr Harry Perssye.

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22. "Awaken, Dowglas," cryed the knyght, "For thow maste waken wyth wynne;' Yender have I spyed the prowde Perssye, And seven stondardes wyth hym."

23. "Nay by my trowth," the Dowglas sayed, "It ys but a fayned taylle;

He durst not loke on my brede2 banner
For all Ynglonde so haylle.

24. "Was I not yesterdaye at the Newe Castell, That stondes so fayre on Tyne?

For all the men the Perssy had,

He coude not garre3 me ones to dyne."

25. He stepped owt at his pavelyon dore, To loke and it were lesse:*

"Araye yow, lordynges, one and all,

For here bygynnes no peysse.

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33. Every man sawe that he dyd soo,
That ryall' was ever in rowght; 2
Every man schoote hys horsse hym froo,
And lyght hym rowynde abowght.

34. Thus Syr Hary Perssye toke the fylde,
For soth as I yow saye;

Jhesu Cryste in hevyn on hyght

Dyd helpe hym well that daye.

35. But nyne thowzand, ther was no moo,
The cronykle wyll not layne; 3
Forty thowsande of Skottes and fowre
That day fowght them agayne.

36. But when the batell byganne to joyne,
In hast ther cam a knyght;
The letters fayre furth hath he tayne,
And thus he sayd full ryght:

37. "My lorde your father he gretes yow well, Wyth many a noble knyght;

He desyres yow to byde

That he may see thys fyght.

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39. "For Jhesus love," sayd Syr Harye Perssy, "That dyed for yow and me, Wende to my lorde my father agayne,

And saye thow sawe me not with yee.*

40. "My trowth ys plyght to yonne Skottysh knyght,

It nedes me not to layne,

That I schulde byde hym upon thys bent,
And I have hys trowth agayne.

41. "And if that I weynde of thys growende,
For soth, onfowghten awaye,

He wolde me call but a kowarde knyght
In hys londe another daye.

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44. "Every man thynke on hys trewe-love,
And marke hym to the Trenite;
For to God I make myne avowe
Thys day wyll I not flee."

45. The blodye harte in the Dowglas armes, Hys standerde stood on hye,

That every man myght full well knowe;
By syde stode starrës thre.

46. The whyte lyon on the Ynglyssh perte,'
For soth as I yow sayne,
The lucettes and the cressawntes both;
The Skottes faught them agayne.

47. Upon Sent Androwe lowde can they crye, And thrysse they schowte on hyght,3

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58. Ther was no freke' that ther wolde flye, But styffely in stowre can stond, 230 Ychone hewyng on other whyll they myght

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59. Ther was slayne upon the Skottës syde,
For soth and sertenly,

Syr James a Dowglas ther was slayne,
That day that he cowde2 dye.

60. The yerlle of Mentaye he was slayne,
Grysely groned upon the growynd;
Syr Davy Skotte, Syr Water Stewarde,
Syr Jhon of Agurstoune.

61. Syr Charllës Morrey in that place,
That never a fote wold flee;
Syr Hewe Maxwell, a lord he was,
Wyth the Dowglas dyd he dye.

62. Ther was slayne upon the Skottes syde, For soth as I yow saye,

Of fowre and forty thowsande Scottes
Went but eyghtene awaye.

63. Ther was slayne upon the Ynglysshe syde, For soth and sertenlye,

A gentell knyght, Syr Jhon Fechewe,
Yt was the more pety.

64. Syr James Hardbotell ther was slayne, For hym ther hartes were sore;

The gentyll Lovell ther was slayne,
That the Perssys standerd bore.

65. Ther was slayne upon the Ynglyssh perte, For soth as I yow saye,

Of nyne thowsand Ynglyssh men
Fvye hondert cam awaye.

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