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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN
XI
If thou hast haryed all Bamborowe shire,
Thou hast done me great envye ; For this trespasse thou hast me done
The tone 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 dayes three.
XIII
' The roe full rekeles there she rins,
To make the game and glee ; The falcon and the phesant both,
To fend 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,' 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], There he made the Douglas drinke,
And all his host that day.
tone] one of two. rekeles] reckless, wild, fend] provide for. till] to. Pay] satisfaction.
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