"What needeth this, Douglas?" he sayth;
"What needest thou to flyte with mee?
For I was counted a horseman good215
Before that ever I mett with thee.
"A false Hector hath my horse,
Who dealt with mee so treacherouslìe;
A false Armstrong hath my spurres,
And all the geere belongs to mee."220
When they had sayled other fifty mile,
Other fifty mile upon the sea,
They landed low by Berwicke side,
A deputed laird [landed] Lord Percye.
Then he at Yorke was doomde to die,225
It was, alas! a sorrowful sight;
Thus they betrayed that noble earle,
Who ever was a gallant wight.
[59]. Of the Earl of Morton, the Regent.—P.
[78]. i. e. Lake of Leven, which hath communication with the sea. Edinburgh was at that time in the hands of the opposite faction.—P.
[119]. The Lord Warden of the East Marches.—P.
[123]. Governor of Berwick.—P.
[139]. Warden of the Middle-march.—P.