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BETRAYED BY DOUGLAS
XLVII
' Hold upp thy head, Jamye,' the Erie sayd, ' And never let thy hart fayle thee ;
He did it but to prove thee with,
And see how thow wo'ld take with death trulye.'
XLVIII
When they had sayl'd other fifty mile,
Other fifty mile upon the sea, Lord Percye called to him, himselfe,
Sayd, t Douglas, what wilt thou doe with mee ?i
XLIX
' Looke that your brydle be wight, my lord, That you may goe as a shipp at sea ;
Looke that your spurres be bright and sharpe, That you may pricke her while she'le awaye.'
L
'What needeth this, Douglas,' he sayth, ' That thou needest to ffloute mee ?
For I was counted a horsseman good Before that ever I met with thee.
LI
' A ffalse Hector hath my horsse,
And ever an evill death may hee dye !
And Willye Armestronge hath my spurres And all the geere belongs to mee.'
LH
When they had sayled other fifty mile,
Other fifty mile upon the sea, They landed low by Berwicke-side;
[Soe Douglas betray'd the] Lord Percye.
wight] strong.
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