For Witherington my heart is woe That ever he slain should be, For when his legs were hewn in two, He knelt and fought on his knee. And with Earl Douglas there was slain Sir Hugh Mountgomery, Sir Charles Murray, that from the field One foot would never flee. Sir Charles Murray of Ratcliff, too,-- His sister's son was he; Sir David Lamb, so well esteemed, But saved he could not be. And the Lord Maxwell in like case Did with Earl Douglas die: Of twenty hundred Scottish spears, Scarce fifty-five did fly. Of fifteen hundred Englishmen, Went home but fifty-three; The rest in Chevy-Chase were slain, Under the greenwood tree. Next day did many widows come, Their husbands to bewail; They washed their wounds in brinish tears, But all would not prevail. Their bodies, bathed in purple blood, They bore with them away; They kissed them dead a thousand times, Ere they were clad in clay. The news was brought to Edinburgh, Where Scotland's king did reign, That brave Earl Douglas suddenly Was with an arrow slain: "O heavy news," King James did say; "Scotland can witness be 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: "Now God be with him," said our King, "Since 'twill no better be; I trust I have within my realm Five hundred as good as he: "Yet shall not Scots or Scotland say But I will vengeance take; I'll be revengèd on them all For brave Earl Percy's sake." This vow full well the King performed After at Humbledown; In one day fifty knights were slain With lords of high renown; And of the rest, of small account, Did many hundreds die: Thus endeth the hunting of Chevy-Chase, Made by the Earl Percy. God save the king, and bless this land, With plenty, joy and peace; And grant, henceforth, that foul debate 'Twixt noblemen may cease. THE ATTACK ON THE CASTLE [Footnote: _The Attack on the Castle_ is from Scott's novel of _Ivanhoe_.] _By_ SIR WALTER SCOTT