That thou tooke hence with thee?’
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‘But cease, my king,’ saies Iames Douglas,
‘Aliue is not left a man!’
‘Now by my faith,’ saies the king of Scottes,
‘That gate was euill gone.
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‘But I’le reuenge thy quarrell well,
And of that thou may be faine;
For one Scott will beate fiue Englishmen,