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THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN
LXXI
Sir James Hardbotell there was slayne, For him their heartes were sore ;
The gentle Lovell there was slayne, That the Percy's standard bore.
LXXII
There was slayne upon the English part
For sooth as I you say, Of nine thousand English men
Five hundred came away.
LXXIII
The others slayne were in the field;
Christ keep their souls from woe ! Seeing there was so fewe friends
Against so many a foe.
lxxiv Then on the morn they made them bieres
Of birch and hazell gray: Many a widow with weeping teares
Their makes they fette away.
LXXV
This fray was fought at Otterbourne, Between the night and the day ;
Earl Douglas was buried at the bracken bush. And the Percy led captive away.
LXXVI
Now let us all for the Percy pray
To Jesu most of might, To bring his soul to the bliss of heaven,
For he was a gentle knight.
makes] mates. fette] fetched.
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