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 And Lord Maxwell e'en likewise Did with Earl Douglas die. Of fifteen hundred Scottish men, Went home but fifty-three:

Of twenty hundred Englishmen, Scarce fifty-five did flee; The rest were slain at Chevy-chase, Under the green-wood tree.

Next day did many widows come Their husbands to bewail- They washed their wounds with brinished tear. But all could not prevail.

Their bodies bathed in purple blood, They carried them away; They kissed them dead a thousand times, When they were cold as clay.

The news was brought to Edinburgh, Where Scotland's king did reign, That brave Earl Douglas suddenly, Was by an arrow slain.

Now God be with him, said the King, Sith 'twill no 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 Percy of Northumberland, Was slain at Chevy-Chase.

O heavy news, King Henry said, England can witness be- I have not any captain more Of such account as he.

Now of the rest, of small account, Did many hundreds die; This ends the battle of Chevy-Chase, Made by the Earl Percy