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 From Were, and all the little Rills Concealed among the forked Hills.— Seven hundred Knights, Retainers all Of Neville, at their Master’s call Had sate together in Raby Hall! Such strength that Earldom held of yore; Nor wanted at this time rich store Of well-appointed Chivalry. —Not loth the sleepy lance to wield, And greet the old paternal shield, They heard the summons;—and, furthermore, Came Foot and Horse-men of each degree, Unbound by pledge of fealty; Appeared, with free and open hate Of novelties in Church and State; Knight, Burgher, Yeoman, and Esquire; And the Romish Priest, in Priest’s attire. And thus, in arms, a zealous Band Proceeding under joint command,