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 64 BALLADS

Then courage, noble Englishmen,

And never be dismayed ! If that we be but one to ten,

We will not be afraid To fight with foreign enemies,

And set our country free. And thus I end the bloody bout

Of brave Lord Willoughby.

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HUGHIE THE GR^ME

GOOD Lord Scroope to the hills is gane,

Hunting of the fallow deer; And he has grippit Hughie the Graeme

For stealing of the Bishop's mare.

'Now, good Lord Scroope, this may not be!

Here hangs a broadsword by my side; And if that thou canst conquer me,

The matter it may soon be tried. '

'I ne'er was afraid of a traitor thief;

Although thy name be Hughie the Graeme, I'll make thee repent thee of thy deeds,

If God but grant me life and time.'

But as they were dealing their blows so free, And both so bloody at the time,

Over the moss came ten yeomen so tall, All for to take bold Hughie the Graeme.

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