Who scorke Erle Douglas on the brest
A deepe and deadlye blow;
Who never sayd more words then these,
“Fight on my merrymen all!
For why, my life is att an end,
Lord Percy sees my fall.”
Then leaving liffe, Erle Percy tooke
The dead man by the hand;
And said, “Erle Douglas! for thy sake
Wold I had lost my land!