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mentioned in the ballad; but by his son SIR HENRY PERCY, Knt. surnamed HOTSPUR (in those times they did not usually give the title of LORD to an earl's eldest son). 2. Although the battle was fought in Richard II.'s time, the song is evidently of later date, as appears from the poet's quoting the Chronicles in Pt. II. ver. 26; and speaking of Percy in the last stanza as dead. It was however written, in all likelihood, as early as the foregoing song, if not earlier; which perhaps may be inferred from the minute circumstances with which the story is related, many of which are recorded in no chronicle, and were probably preserved in the memory of old people. It will be observed, that the authors of these two poems have some lines in common; but which of them was the original proprietor must depend upon their priority; and this the sagacity of the reader must determine.

Yr felle abowght the Lamasse tyde,
When husbonds wynn ther haye,

The dowghtye Dowglasse bowynd hym to ryde,
In Ynglond to take a praye:

The yerlle of Fyffe 1, withowghten stryffe,

He bowynd hym over Sulway 2:

The grete wolde ever together ryde;

That race they may rue for aye.


Over 'Ottercap' hyll they came in,

And so dowyn by Rodelyffe cragge,


Ver. 2. wynn their heaye. Harl. MS. This is the Northumberland phrase to this day: by which they always express "getting in their hay." The orig. MS. reads here winn their waye.

1 Robert Stuart, second son of King Robert II.

2 i. e. "Over Solway frith." This evidently refers to the other division of the Scottish army, which came in by way of Carlisle. Bowynd, or bounde him; i, e. hied him. Vide Gloss.

3 They: sc. the Earl of Douglas and his party. The several stations here mentioned, are well-known places in Northumberland. Ottercap hill

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Syr Harye Percy, and thou byste within,
Com to the fylde, and fyght:

For we have brente Northomberlonde,
Thy eritage good and ryght;
And syne my logeyng I have take,
With my brande dubbyd many a knyght.

Sir Harry Percy cam to the walles
The Skottyssh oste for to se;

"And thow hast brente Northomberlond,



Full sore it rewyth me.

Yf thou hast haryed all Bambarowe shyre,
Thow hast done me grete envye;


For the trespasse thow hast me done,
The tone of us schall dye."

Where schall I byde the? sayd the Dowglas,
Or where wylte thow come to me?
"At Otterborne in the hygh way,
Ther maist thow well logeed be

The roo full rekeles ther sche rinnes,
To make the game and glee:

The fawkon and the fesaunt both,
Amonge the holtes on 'hee.'

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Ther maist thow have thy welth at wyll,
Well looged ther maist be.

Yt schall not be long, or I com the tyll,"
Sayd Syr Harry Percye.


V. 39, syne seems here to mean since. V. 53, Roe-bucks were to be found upon the wastes not far from Hexham in the reign of George I.:Whitfield, Esq., of Whitfield, is said to have destroyed the last of them. V. 56, hye. MSS.

6 Otterbourn stands near the old Watling-street road, in the parish of Elsdon. The Scots were encamped in a grassy plain near the river Read. The place where the Scots and English fought is still called Battle Riggs.

Ther schall I byde the, sayd the Dowglas,
By the fayth of my bodye.

Thether schall I com, sayd Syr Harry Percy;
My trowth I plyght to the.



руре of wyne he them over the walles, For soth, as I yow saye:

Ther he mayd the Douglas drynke,

And all hys oste that daye.

The Dowglas turnyd hym homewarde agayne,
For soth withowghten naye,

He tooke his logeyng at Oterborne

Uppon a Wedyns-day:

And ther he pyght hys standerd dowyn,
Hys gettyng more and lesse,

To chose ther geldyngs gresse.

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A Skottysshe knyght hoved upon the bent,

A wache I dare well saye:

So was he ware on the noble Percy

In the dawnynge of the daye.


He prycked to his pavyleon dore,
As faste as he myght ronne,
Awaken, Dowglas, cryed the knyght,
For hys love, that syttes yn trone.

Awaken, Dowglas, cryed the knyght,
For thow maiste waken wyth wynne.
Yender have I spyed the prowde Percy,
And seven standardes wyth hym.

Nay by my trowth, the Douglas sayed,
It ys but a fayned taylle:

V. 77, upon the best bent. MS.



He durste not loke on my bred banner,
For all Ynglonde so haylle.

Was I not yesterdaye at the Newe Castell,
That stonds so fayre on Tyne?

For all the men that Percy hade,
He cowde not garre me ones to dyne.

He stepped owt at hys pavelyon dore,

To loke and it were lesse;

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Araye yow, lordyngs, one and all,

For here bygynnes no peysse.


The yerle of Mentaye7, thow arte my eme,

The fowarde I gyve to the:

The yerlle of Huntlay cawte and kene,

He schall wyth the be.

The lorde of Bowghan 8 in armure bryght
On the other hand he schall be:


Lorde Jhonstone, and lorde Maxwell,
They to schall be with me.

Swynton fayre fylde upon your pryde


To batell make yow bowen:

Syr Davy Scotte, Syr Walter Stewarde,
Syr Jhon of Agurstone.


THE Perssy came byfore hys oste,
Wych was ever a gentyll knyght,
Upon the Dowglas lowde can he crye,
I wyll holde that I have hyght:

For thow haste brente Northumberlonde,

And done me grete envye;

V. 1, 13, Pearcy, al. MS. V. 4, I will hold to what I have promised.

7 The Earl of Menteith.

8 The Lord Buchan.


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