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 Chevy Chase 
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      With that there came an arrow keen,
      Out of an English bow,
      Which struck Earl Douglas on the breast
      A deep and deadly blow.
      Who never said more words than these:
      "Fight on, my merry men all!
      For why, my life is at an end,
      Lord Percy sees my fall."
      Then leaving life, Earl Percy took
      The dead man by the hand;
      Who said, "Earl Douglas, for thy life
      Would I had lost my land!
      "O Christ! my very heart doth bleed
      For sorrow for thy sake,
      For sure a more redoubted knight
      Mischance could never take."
      A knight amongst the Scots there was
      Which saw Earl Douglas die,
      Who straight in heart did vow revenge
      Upon the Lord Percy.
      Sir Hugh Montgomery was he called,
      Who, with a spear full bright,
      Well mounted on a gallant steed,
      Ran fiercely through the fight,
      And past the English archers all,
      Without all dread or fear,
      And through Earl Percy's body then
      He thrust his hateful spear.
      With such a vehement force and might
      His body he did gore,
      The staff ran through the other side
      A large cloth-yard, and more.
      Thus did both those nobles die,
      Whose courage none could stain;
      An English archer then perceived
      The noble earl was slain.
      He had a good bow in his hand
      Made of a trusty tree;
      An arrow of a cloth-yard long
      To the hard head haled he.
      Against Sir Hugh Montgomery
      His shaft full right he set;
      The gray-goose-wing that was thereon
      In his heart's blood was wet.
      This fight from break of day did last
      Till setting of the sun,
      For when they rang the evening-bell
      The battle scarce was done.
      With stout Earl Percy there was slain
      Sir John of Egerton,
      Sir Robert Harcliff and Sir William,
      Sir James, that bold baron.
      And with Sir George and Sir James,
      Both knights of good account,
      Good Sir Ralph Raby there was slain,
      Whose prowess did surmount.
      For Witherington needs must I wail
      As one in doleful dumps.
      For when his legs were smitten off,
      He fought upon his stumps.
      And with Earl Douglas there was slain
      Sir Hugh Montgomery,
      And Sir Charles Morrell, that from field
      One foot would never flee;
      Sir Roger Heuer of Harcliff, too,
      His sister's son was he;
      Sir David Lambwell, well esteemed,
      But saved he could not be.
      And the Lord Maxwell, in like case,
      With Douglas he did die;
      Of twenty hundred Scottish spears,
      Scarce fifty-five did fly.

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