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Rh Much gentle blood that day;

There ſhall the bear loſe the gyſt,

And the eagle bear it away.

Before the water, men calls tyne,

And there over lays a bridge of ſtone,

That bears three ſhall loſe the gree,

There ſhall the eagle win his name.

There comes a beaſt out of the weſt,

With him ſhall come a fair minie,

His banner hath been ſeldom ſeen,

A baſtard trow I beſt he be;

Gotte. with a ladie ſheen,

And a knight in privity.

His arms are full cath to know,

The red lion beareth be,

And be right glad to flee away?

Into an orchard on a lee;

With herbs green and allics gray,

There will be eulaked be,

His men ſays, harmeſay;

The eagle ruts his banner on hie.

And ſays the field he won that day:

There ſhall the lion lie full ſtill,

Into a valley fair and bright:

A lady ſhouts with words foul,

And ſays woe worth thee cruel knight,

The men are ſlain upon yon hill,

The dead are many doughty dight.

Thereat the lion liketh ill,

And raiſeth his banner hie on hight:

Upon the moor that is ſo grey,

Beſide a headleſs croſs of ſtone:

There ſhall the eagle die that day;

And the red lion win the name.

The eagles three ſhall loſe the gree:

That they have had this many a day:

The red lion ſhall win renown,

Win all the field and bear away.

One crow ſhall come, another ſhall go,

And drink the gentle blood ſo free,

Then law I none, but I and he:

Then to the beirn could I ſay,

Where dwells thou? or in what country?