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(5) Our Scottiſh archers bent their bows,

their hearts were good and true;

At the firſt flight of uros ſent,

theyEngliſh flew

To drive the deer with hound and horn

Douglas bade on the bent;

A Captain mov'd with pride,

the ſpears in ſhivers went

They clos'd full faſt ón every fide,

no ſlackneſs there was found,

and many a gallant

lay gaſping on the ground.

O' but it was a grief to fee,

and likewise for to hear,

The cries of men lying in their

and ſcatter'd here and there !

It laſt theſe two ſtout lords did meet,

like chieftans of great might;

Like lions mov'd, they fear'd no Lord,

they made a cruel fight.

They fought until they both did ſweat,

with ſwords of temper'd ſteel,

Until the blood, like drops of rain,

they trinkling down did feel.

thee, Lord Piercy, Douglas ſaid,

in faith I will thee bring,

There thou ſhalt high advanced be,

by James our Scottish King.

by ranſom i will freely give,

and this report of thee,

hou art the moſt courageous Knight, that ever I did ſee.

Douglas, quoth Lord Piercy then,

thy profer I do ſcorn:

will not yield to any Scot

that ever yet was born