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 4 Who said, We list rot to declare, Nor show whose men we be ; Yet we will spend our dearest blood. The choicest harts to slay, Then Douglass swore a solemn oath, And thus in rage did say. Ere thus' will out-braved be, One of us two shall die ;- I know thee well an, Earl thou art Lord Percy, so am I. Bu, trust me Percy, pity it were, And great offence to kill, Any of these our harmless men, For they have done no ill. Let me and the the battle try, And set our men aide; Accurs'd be lie, said Lord Percy, By whom this is deny'd Then stept a noble 'Squire forth Withingzen by name: Who said he wuld not have it told, To Fieor his king for stiame. That 'e'er day Cur ain fught on foot, An' I stood looking on, You be two Exis and withington And I a Squire alene I'll do the best that I may do. While ! have pow'r to stand; While Bhave power to weld my sword, T'I fight with heart and hand.. Our Scottish orchers bent aheir bows, Thesr hearts trere good and true; At the fi at flight of arvous sert They fourscore English stew