Drunken Barnaby's Four Journeys to the North of England: In Latin and English Metre. Wittily and Merrily (tho' an Hundred Years Ago) Composed; Found Among Some Old Musty Books that Had Lain a Long Time by in a Corner, and Now at Last Made Public. Together with Bessy Bell. To which is Now Added, (never Before Published,) the Ancient Ballad of Chevy Chase, in Latin and English Verse |
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Page 185 - Then stept a gallant squire forth, Witherington was his name, Who said, I would not have it told To Henry our king for shame, That e'er my captain fought on foot, And I stood looking on. You be two Earls...
Page 195 - For when his legs were smitten off, He fought upon his stumps. And with Earl Douglas there was slain Sir Hugh Montgomery ; Sir Charles Carrel, that from the field One foot would never fly.
Page 191 - Then leaving life, Earl Percy took The dead man by the hand ; And said, " Earl Douglas, for thy life Would I had lost my land. " O Christ ! my very heart doth bleed With sorrow for thy sake ; For sure, a more redoubted knight Mischance did never take.
Page 193 - The noble Earl was slain. He had a Bow bent in his Hand, Made of a trusty Tree, An Arrow of a Cloth-yard long Unto the Head drew he.
Page 185 - I'll do the best that do I may, While I have power to stand : While I have power to wield my sword, I'll fight with heart and hand...
Page 183 - Ere thus I will out-braved be, One of us two shall die : I know thee well, an earl thou art, Lord Percy, so am I. But trust me, Percy, pity...
Page 199 - I have not any captain more Of such account as he." Like tidings to King Henry came, Within as short a space, That Percy of Northumberland Was slain in Chevy Chase.
Page 177 - With fifteen hundred bow-men bold ; All chosen men of might, Who knew full well in time of need To aim their shafts aright. The gallant greyhounds swiftly ran, To chase the fallow deer: On Monday they began to hunt, Ere day-light did appear; And long before high...
Page 189 - With that there came an arrow keen Out of an English bow, Which struck Earl Douglas to the heart, A deep and deadly blow ; Who never spoke more words than these : Fight on, my merry men all ; For why, my life is at an end, Lord Percy sees my fall.
Page 179 - I thought he would not come, No longer would I stay ;" With that a brave young gentleman Thus to the Earl did say...