‘Where shall I bide thee?’ sayd the Douglas,
‘Or where wilt thou come to me?’—
‘But gae ye up to Otterbourne,
And wait there dayès three.
XIII
‘The roe full rekeles[1044] there she rins,
To make the game and glee;
The falcon and the phesant both,
To fend[1045] thy men and thee.
XIV
‘There may’st thou have thy wealth at will,
Well lodg’d thou there may’st be:
It shall not be long ere I come thee till[1046],’
Sayd Sir Harry Percy.
XV
‘There shall I bide thee,’ sayd the Douglas,
‘By the faith of my bodye.’—
‘There shall I come,’ said Sir Harry Percy,
‘My troth I plight to thee.’
XVI
A pipe of wine over the wall,
He gave them [to their pay[1047]],
There he made the Douglas drinke,
And all his host that day.