For what they’d done the other day,
To those who plunder’d Lowther-hall.
And Penrith guards did on them fall,
Beat and broke them, and some slew,
And some they into prison threw:
The rest into Carlisle did run,
As from that fortress they had come,
The while that Charles was in the south,
Wanting something to taste their mouth,
A foraging they came about,