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 ( 8 ) Of twenty hundred Engliſhmen,

ſcarce fifty-five did flee,

The reſt were ſlain in Chevy-Chace,

under the Greenwood tree.

Next day did many widows come

their huſbands to bewail,

They waiſ'd their wounds in britiſh tears,

but all could not prevail.

Their bodies bath'd in purple blood,

they carry'd them away,

They kiſ'd them dead a thouſand times,

when they were cold as clay

The news were brought to Edinburgh,

where Scotland's King did reign,

That brave Earl Douglas ſuddenly

was with an arrow flain

Now God be with him ſaid our King,

ſince it cannot better be,

I truſt, I have in my realm,

five hundred good as he.

Like tidings to King Henry came,

within as ſhort a ſpace,

That Piercy of Northumberland

was ſlain at Chevy-Chace

O heavy news! King Henry said,

England can be,

I have not any Captain more,

of ſuch account as he.

Now of the reſt of ſmall account,

did many hundreds die;

Thus ends the hunt of Chevy-Chace,

made by the Earl Piercy.

God ſave the king, and bleſs the Land,

with plenty, joy, and peace,

And grant henceforth that foul debates,

'twixt noblemen may ceaſe.