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' For if I had kill'd a man to-night,
Jack, I would tell it thee, But if I have not kill'd a man to-night,
Jack, thou hast killed three !'
And he pull'd out his bright brown sword,
And dried it on his sleeve, And he smote off that lither lad's head
And ask'd no man no leave.
He set the sword's point till his breast,
The pommel till a stone ; Through the falseness of that lither lad
These three lives wern all gone.
H EARKEN to me, gentlemen, Come and you shall heare ; He tell you of two of the boldest brether That ever borne were.
II The tone of them was Adler Younge,
The tother was Kyng Estmere ; They were as bolde men in their deeds As any were, farr and neare.