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“ If thou'rt the lord of this castle,

Sae weel it pleases me!

For, ere I cross the border fells,

The tane of us shall die."

He took a lang spear in his hand,

Shod with the metal free,

And for to meet the Douglas there,

He rode right

But O how pale his lady look'd

Frae aff the castle wa'.

When down, before the Scottish spear,

She saw proud Percy fa'.

“ Had we twa been upon the green,

And never an eye to see.

I wad hae had you flesh and fell;

But your sword sall gae wi' me."

“But gae ye up to Otterbourne,

And wait there dayis three;

And, if I come not ere three dayis end,

A fause knight ca' ye me."

“Tho Otterbourne's a bonnie burn;

"Tis pleasant there to be;

But there is nought at Otterbourne,

To feed my men and me.

"The deer rins wild on hill and dale

Tho birds fly wild from tree to tree;

But there is neither bread nor kale,

To fend my men and me.