‘I ne’er was afraid of a traitor thief;
Although thy name be Hughie the Graeme,
I’ll make thee repent thee of thy deeds,
If God but grant me life and time.’—
IV
‘Then do your worst now, good Lord Scroope,
And deal your blows as hard as you can!
It shall be tried within an hour,
Which of us two is the better man.’—
V
But as they were dealing their blows so free,
And both so bloody at the time,
Over the moss came ten yeomen so tall,
All for to take brave Hughie the Graeme.
VI
Then they hae grippit Hughie the Graeme,
And brought him up through Carlisle town:
The lasses and lads stood on the walls,
Crying, ‘Hughie the Graeme, thou’se ne’er gae down!’
VII
Then they hae chosen a jury of men,
The best that were in Carlisle town;
And twelve of them cried out at once,
‘Hughie the Graeme, thou must gae down!’