But then rose up Master Norton that Esquier, with him a full great companye; and then the Erles they comen downe to ryde in his companye. Att Whethersbye they mustered their men upon a full fayre day; thirteen thousand there were seene to stand in battel ray. The Erle of Westmoreland, he had in his ancyent[28] the Dunne Bull in sight most hye, and three doggs with golden collers were sett out royallye. The Erle of Northumberland, he had in his ancyent the Halfe Moone in sight so hye, as the Lorde was crucifyed on the Crosse, and sett forthe pleasantlye. And after them did rise good Sir George Bowes, after them a spoyle to make; the Erles returned backe againe, thought ever that Knight to take. This Baron did take a Castle[29] then, was made of lime and stone; the uttermost[30] walls were ese to be wonne; the Erles have won them anon; But tho they won the uttermost walls quickly and anon, the innermost walls they cold not winn, they were made of a rocke of stone. But newes it came to leeve[31] London in all the speed that ever might bee; and word it came to our royall Queene of all the rebélls in the north countrye. She turned her grace then once about, and like a royall Queene she sware, sayes, “I will ordeine them such a breake-fast as was not in the North this thousand yeere!” She caused thirty thousand men to be made with horsse and harneis all quicklye; and shee caused thirty thousand men to be made to take the rebélls in the North countrye. They took with them the false Erle of Warwicke, soe did they many another man; untill they came to Yorke Castle, I wis they never stinted nor blan. “Spread thy ancyent, Erle of Westmoreland! The halfe moone faine wold we see!” But the halfe moone is fled and gone, and the Dun Bull vanished awaye; And Richard[32] Norton and his eight sonnes are fled away most cowardlye. Ladds with mony are counted men, Men without mony are counted none; but hold your tounges! why say you soe? Men wilbe men when mony is gone.[33] E. LONDON BALLAD ON THE RISING, BY WILLIAM ELDERTON (1569-70). =Source.=--Original in British Museum, Huth Bequest, 50, No. 4. Reprinted in _Ancient Ballads_, 1867. A Ballad intituled, A newe well a daye, As playne, maister Papist, as Donstable waye. Amonge manye newes reported of late As touchinge the rebelles their wicked estate, Yet Syr Thomas Plomtrie[34] their preacher, they saie, Hath made the North Countrie to crie well a daye. _Well a daye, well a daye, well a daye, woe is me, Syr Thomas Plomtrie is hanged on a tree._