On the March-party shall never be none.

Word is commen to Eddenburrow,

To Jamy the Scottish king,

That doughty Douglas, lieu-tenant of the Merches

He lay slain Cheviot with-in.

makes, husband. carp, talk.

His handes did he weal and wring,

He said, "Alas, and woe is me!"

Such an other captain Scotland within,

He said, i-faith should never be.