Then to King Richard there came a knight, And said, "I hold it time for to flee; For yonder Stanley's dints they be so might, Against them no man may dree. Here is horse at thy hand ready; Another day thou may thy worship win, And for to reign with royalty, To wear the crown and be our king." "Nay! give me my battle-axe in my hand, Set the crown of England on my head so high, For by him that made both sea and land, King of England this day will I die. One foot will I never flee Whilst the breath is my breast within." As he said, so did it be; If he lost his life, he died a King. BILLING AND SONS, LTD., PRINTERS, GUILDFORD End of Project Gutenberg's York and Lancaster, by William Garmon Jones