The Ballads and Songs of Yorkshire / Transcribed from Private Manuscripts, Rare Broadsides, and Scarce Publications; with Notes and a Glossary

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Sterne deathe he hearde the shoutes of warre,

That ecchoed arounde soe loude;

And hee rouz'd hym to th' embattled fielde,

To feaste on human bloode.

And fyrste the Pictish race began

The carnage of that daye;

The cries they made were like the storm

That rends the rocks awaye.

Those fierce fierce men of Gallowaye