So well I wot they broke their fast,
In the [forenoon they came] unto a bye fell,
Where some of them did eat their last.
When they had eaten aye and done,
They say’d, some captains here needs must be:
Then they choos’d forth Harry Corbyl,
And ‘Symon Fell,’ and Martin Ridley.
Then o’er the moss, where as they came,
With many a brank and whew,
One of them would to another say,