9. They eat of the flesh, and they drank of the blood, And the blood it was so sweet, Which caused Johnny and his bloody hounds To fall in a deep sleep. 10. By then came an old palmer, And an ill death may he die! For he’s away to Pickeram Side, As fast as he can drie. 11. ‘What news, what news?’ says the Seven Forsters, ‘What news have ye brought to me?’ ‘I have no news,’ the palmer said, ‘But what I saw with my eye. 12. ‘High up i’ Bradyslee, low down i’ Bradyslee, And under a buss of scroggs, O there I spied a well-wight man Sleeping among his dogs. 13. ‘His coat it was of the light Lincoln, And his breeches of the same, His shoes of the American leather, And gold buckles tying them.’ 14. Up bespake the Seven Forsters, Up bespake they ane and a’: ‘O that is Johnny o’ Cockley’s Well, And near him we will draw.’ 15. O the first ae stroke that they gae him, They struck him off by the knee; Then up bespake his sister’s son: ‘O the next’ll gar him die!’ 16. ‘O some they count ye well-wight men, But I do count ye nane; For you might well ha’ waken’d me, And ask’d gin I wad be taen. 17. ‘The wildest wolf in a’ this wood Wad not ha’ done so by me; She’d ha’ wet her foot i’ th’ wan water, And sprinkled it o’er my bree, And if that wad not ha’ waken’d me, She wad ha’ gone and let me be. 18. ‘O bows of yew, if ye be true, In London, where ye were bought, Fingers five, get up belive, Manhuid shall fail me nought.’ 19. He has kill’d the Seven Forsters, He has kill’d them all but ane, And that wan scarce to Pickeram Side, To carry the bode-words hame. 20. ‘Is there never a bird in a’ this wood That will tell what I can say; That will go to Cockley’s Well, Tell my mither to fetch me away?’ 21. There was a bird into that wood, That carried the tidings away, And many ae was the well-wight man At the fetching o’ Johnny away.