The wear borne a-long be the watter a Twyde, Yth bowndes of Tividale. 50 Leave off the brytlyng of the dear, he sayde, And to your bowys tayk good heed; For never sithe ye wear on your mothars borne The dougheti Dogglas on a stede P.C. He rode att his men beforne; His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede; A bolder barne was never born. Tell me what' men ye ar, 6 he says, Or whos men that ye be: The first mane that ever him an answear mayd, 55 60 We wyll not tell the 'what' men we ar, he says, 65 Nor whos men that we be; But we wyll hount hear in this chays In the spyte of thyne, and of the. The fattiste hartes in all Chyviat We have kyld, and cast to carry them a-way. Be my troth, sayd the doughtè Dogglas agayn, Ther-for the ton of us shall de this day. 70 V. 52, boys look ye tayk. P.C. V. 54, ned. P.C. V. 59, whos. V. 65, whoys. P.C. V. 71, agay. P.C. Then sayd the doughtè Doglas Unto the lord Persè : To kyll all thes giltles men, But, Persè, thowe art a lord of lande, And do the battell off the and of me. cr 80 Nowe Cristes cors on his crowne, sayd the lord Persè, Who-soever ther-to says nay. Be my troth, doughtè Doglas, he says, Thow shalt never se that day; Nethar in Ynglonde, Skottlonde, nar France, Nor for no man of a woman born, But and fortune be my chance, I dar met him on man for on. 85 Then bespayke a squyar off Northombarlonde, Ric. Wytharynton* was his nam; It shall never be told in Sothe-Ynglonde, he says, To kyng Herry the fourth for sham. V. 81, sayd the the. P.C. V. 88, on i. e. one. 90 * This is probably corrupted in the MS. for Rog. Widdrington, who was at the head of the family in the reign of K. Edw. III. There were several successively of the names of Roger and Ralph, but none of the name of Richard, as appears from the genealogies in the Herald's office. I wat youe byn great lordes twa, I wyll never se my captayne fyght on a fylde, 95 I wyll not 'fayl' both harte and hande. That day, that day, that dredfull day : And you wyll here any mor athe hountyng athe Chyviat, Yet ys ther mor behynde. 100 THE SECOND FIT. THE Yngglishe men hade ther bowys yebent, The first of arros that the shote off, Seven skore spear-men the sloughe. Yet bydys the yerle Doglas uppon the bent, A captayne good yenoughe, And that was sene verament, For he wrought hom both woo and wouche. The Dogglas pertyd his ost in thre, Lyk a cheffe cheften off pryde, V. 93, twaw. PC. V. 3, first, i. e. flight. ** V. 101, youe. 5 10 hountyng. PC. With suar speares off myghttè tre Thrughe our Yngglishe archery 15 The Yngglyshe men let thear bowys be, Bryght swordes on basnites lyght. Thorowe ryche male, and myne-ye-ple Many sterne the stroke downe streght: Many a freyke, that was full free, Ther undar foot dyd lyght. At last the Duglas and the Persè met, 20 25 Lyk to captayns of myght and mayne; The swapte togethar tyll the both swat With swordes, that wear of fyn myllàn. Thes worthè freckys for to fyght Ther-to the wear full fayne, Tyll the bloode owte off thear basnetes sprente, As ever dyd heal or rayne. V. 17, boys. PC. 30 V. 18, briggt. PC. V. 21, throrowe. PC. V. 26, to, i.e. two. Ibid. and of, PC. Holde the, Persè, sayd the Doglas, Wher thowe shalte have a yerls wagis Thoue shalte have thy ransom fre, For the manfullyste man yet art thowe, Thoroue lyvar and longs bathe The sharp arrowe ys gane, That never after in all his lyffe days He spayke mo wordes but ane, 50 [may, That was,† Fyghte ye, my merry men, whyllys ye For my lyff days ben gan. V. 33, helde. PC. V. 49, throroue. PC. * Wane, i. e. ane. one, sc. man; an arrow came from a mighty one from a mighty man. This seems to have been a gloss added. |