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 To drive the deer with hound and horn, Douglas bade on the bent; A captain mov’d with meikle pride. The spears in shivers went. They clos'd full fast on every side, No slackness there was found, And many a gallant gentleman, Lay gasping on the ground. O ! but it was a grief to see, And likewise for to hear, The cries of men lying in their gore, All seattered here and there. At last these two stout Earls did meet, Like chieftains 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 trikling down did feel. Yield thee, Percy, Douglas said; In faith I will thee bring, Where thou shalt high advanced be, By James our Scottish king, Thy ransom I will freely give, And this report of thee, Thou art the most courageous knight, That ever I did see. Nay, Douglas, quoth Lord Piercy then, Thy proffer I do scorn, I will not wield to any Scot That ever yet was born, With that there came an arrow keen, Out of an English bow,