And as our King made his avow Like a noble prince of renown, For Percy he did it well perform After, on Homble-down; LX Where six-and-thirty Scottish knights On a day were beaten down; Glendale[1124] glitter’d on their armour bright Over castle, tower and town. LXI This was the Hunting of the Cheviot; That e’er began this spurn[1125]! Old men, that knowen the ground well, Call it of Otterburn. LXII There was never a time on the Marche-partès Since the Douglas and Percy met, But ’tis marvel an the red blood run not As the reane[1126] does in the street. LXIII Jesu Christ! our balès[1127] bete[1128], And to the bliss us bring! This was the Hunting of the Cheviot: God send us all good endìng! FOOTNOTES: [1082] maugre = despite. [1083] let = hinder. [1084] meinye = company. [1085] bicker’d = attacked, skirmished. [1086] bent = rough grass. [1087] wild = game, deer. [1088] shear = several. [1089] grevès = groves. [1090] glent = glanced, darted. [1091] mort = death of the deer. [1092] quarry = dead game. [1093] brittling = cutting up. [1094] boun’s = boundaries. [1095] gleed = live coal. [1096] bairn = fighting man. [1097] on a party = apart. [1098] fytte = division of a ballad. [1099] wouche = evil. [1100] tree = timber. [1101] doughty = doughty man. [1102] basnets = steel caps. [1103] manoplie = long gauntlet. [1104] stern = stern men, warriors. [1105] freyke = bold fellow. [1106] swapt = smote. [1107] swat = sweated. [1108] sprent = spurted. [1109] hight = promise. [1110] wane = host, multitude. [1111] dight = done, doomed. [1112] stint = stayed. [1113] blint = stopped. [1114] dint = stroke, lunge. [1115] halèd = pulled. [1116] stoure = press of battle. [1117] dree = endure. [1118] lee = fair, bright. [1119] hendè = courteous, gentle. [1120] makes = mates. [1121] carp = talk. [1122] weal = clench. [1123] brook = retain. [1124] Glendale = one of the six ‘wards’ of Northumberland. Homildon was here. [1125] spurn = fray(?). [1126] reane = gutter. [1127] balès = woes. [1128] bete = better, relieve. _129. Northumberland Betrayed by Douglas_ I Now list and lithe, you gentlemen, And I’st tell you the veretye, How they have dealt with a banish’d man, Driven out of his owne countrye. II When as he came on Scottish ground, As woe and wonder be them amonge! Full much was there traitorye They wrought the Erle of Northumberland. III When they were at the supper set, Before many goodly gentlemen, They fell a flouting and mocking both, And said to the Erle of Northumberland: IV ‘What makes you be soe sad, my lord, And in your mind soe sorrowfullye? In the north to-morrow there is a shooting, And thither thou’st goe, my Lord Percye. V