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 Full twenty hundred Scottish ſpears,
 * all marching in our ſight,

All men of pleasant Tiviotdale, faſt by the river Tweed‘, [sic] Then ceaſe your ſport, Earl Piercy ſaid,
 * and take your bows with ſpeed.

And now with me, my countrymen,
 * your courage forth advance,

For never was there a champion yet;
 * in Scotland or in France.

That ever did on horſeback come,
 * but if my hap is were,

I durſt encounter man for man,
 * with him to break a ſpar.

Earl Douglas on a milk white steed,
 * much like a baron bold,

Rode foremoſt of his company,
 * whoſe armour shone like gold:

Shew me, ſaid he, whoſe men you be,
 * that hunt ſo boldly here,