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 Nay, Douglas, quoth Lord Percy, then, Thy proffer I do scorn; I will not yield to any Scot That ever yet was born.

With that there came an arrow keen, Out of the English bow, Which struck Lord Douglas to the heart. A deep and deadly blow.

Who never spoke more words than these, Fight on my merry men all— For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees me fall.

Then leaving off, Lord Percy took The dead man by the hand, And said, Lord Douglas, for thy life I would have lost my land;

O! but my very heart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake, For sure a more renowned knight Mischance did never take.

A knight among the Scots there was, Who saw Earl Douglas die, Who straight in wrath did vow revenge Upon the Earl Percy.

Sir Hugh Montgomery he was call’d, Who with a spear full bright, Well mounted on a gallant steed, Rode fiercely through the fight

He pass'd the English archers all, Without e'er dread or fear, And through Earl Percy's body then He thrust his hateful spear.

With a vehement force and might He did his body gore— The spear went through the other side, A long cloth yard and more.