‘Now we have harryed all Bamborowe shire, All the wealth in the world have we: I rede[1042] we ryde to Newcastell So still and stalworthlye.’ VII Upon the morrow, when it was day, The standards shone full bright; To Newcastell they took the way, And thither they came full right. VIII To Newcastell when that they came, The Douglas cry’d on hyght: ‘Harry Percy, an thou bidest within, Come to the field, and fight!-- IX ‘For we have brent Northumberland, Thy herytage good and right; And syne my lodging I have ta’en, With my brand dubb’d many a knight.’ X Sir Harry Percy came to the walls The Scottish host for to see, Sayd, ‘An thou hast brent Northumberland, Full sore it rueth me. XI ‘If thou hast haryed all Bamborowe shire, Thou hast done me great envye; For this trespasse thou hast me done The tone[1043] of us shall die.’ XII ‘Where shall I bide thee?’ sayd the Douglas, ‘Or where wilt thou come to me?’-- ‘But gae ye up to Otterbourne, And wait there dayès three. XIII ‘The roe full rekeles[1044] there she rins, To make the game and glee; The falcon and the phesant both, To fend[1045] thy men and thee. XIV ‘There may’st thou have thy wealth at will, Well lodg’d thou there may’st be: It shall not be long ere I come thee till[1046],’ Sayd Sir Harry Percy. XV ‘There shall I bide thee,’ sayd the Douglas, ‘By the faith of my bodye.’-- ‘There shall I come,’ said Sir Harry Percy, ‘My troth I plight to thee.’ XVI A pipe of wine over the wall, He gave them [to their pay[1047]], There he made the Douglas drinke, And all his host that day. XVII The Douglas turn’d him homeward again, [And rode withouten stay]; He pyght[1048] his standard at Otterbourne Upon a Wedensday. XVIII And syne he warned his men to go To choose their geldings grass; [And he that had no man to send] His own servant he was. XIX A Scottish knight hoved[1049] on the bent[1050] At watch, I dare well say, So was he ware of the noble Percy In the dawning of the day. XX He pryck’d to his pavilion[1051] door As fast as he might run: ‘Awaken, Douglas!’ cried the knight, ‘For his sake that sits in throne! XXI ‘Awaken, Douglas!’ cried the knight, ‘For thou mayst wake with wynne[1052]! Yonder have I spied the proud Percy, And seven standards with him.’ XXII ‘Now by my troth,’ the Douglas sayd, ‘It is but a faynèd[1053] tale! He durst not look on my broad banner [Were all England in] hail! XXIII ‘Was I not yesterday at Newcastell That stands so fair on Tyne? For all the men the Percy had He could not gar me to dine[1054].’ XXIV