A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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"All mtn ofpleaunt Teviotdale,
Fast by the river Tweed:"
'^1 Then eeaae your epo~." Earl Perq sa iJ,
"And take ya.Jr bows with apeed:
'"And now with me, my eountrymeo,
Your courage forth adv&Dce;
For never wu there eha.mpio» yot,
Iu Scotland or in Fmnoe,

" That ever did on hor:se.ba(.lk OOD.le,
But if my hap it were,
1 du1"11t encounter man for ma.n,
With him to break a spear."

&rl Douglas on bia milk-white ~.
Moat like a baron bold,
.Rode foremoet of ha .comPI'ly,
Whose armour shone like golcl
" Show me," eaid he, " whoee men you be,
That hunt eo boldly l!ere ;
That, without my consent, do ~
And kill my ~Uow-deer."
The 6nt man tba.t did ~awer ~ke,
W ae noble Perey hfl J
Wbo said, •• We list not to declare,
Nor ahow whose men we~:

" Yet will we spend our deartst blood.
Thy chiefest harts to alay."
Then Douglas swore a aolemn oath,
And thns in rage did •T-

" Ere tbua I will outbravM be,
One of us two ahall die:
r know thee well, $11 earl tllQp ,art,
Lord Percy, eo •m L

"But trust me 1 PeTey, pity it were,
And great offence to kill
Any of these our guiltlea men.
For they have done no ilJ.


"'Let you and me the battle try,
And aet our men aside."
"Accursed be he,'' Earl Percy aaid,
"'By. whom this ia denied."

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