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vi Then the King of Scotts in a study stood,
As he was a man of great might; He sware he would hold his parlament in leeve London,
If he cold ryde there right.
Then bespake a Squire, of Scottland borne,
And sayd, ' My leege, ha' peace, Before you come to leeve London,
Full sore you'le rue that race.
'Ther beene bold yeomen in merry England,
Husbandmen stiffe and strong ; Sharpe swords they done weare,
Bearen bowes and arrowes longe.'
The King was angrye at that word ;
A long sword out he drew, And there before his royall companye
His owne" Squire hee slew.
Hard hansell had the Scottes that day,
That wrought them woe enoughe, For a Scott then durst not speake a word
Ffor hanging att a boughe.
' The Earle of Anguish, where art thou ?
In my coate-armour thou shalt bee, And thou shalt lead the forward
Thorow the English countrye.
leeve] dear, pleasant. hansell] foretaste. Anguish] Angus. 1225 Y 641