When as he came on Scottish ground,
As woe and wonder be them amonge!
Full much was there traitorye
They wrought the Erle of Northumberland.
III
When they were at the supper set,
Before many goodly gentlemen,
They fell a flouting and mocking both,
And said to the Erle of Northumberland:
IV
‘What makes you be soe sad, my lord,
And in your mind soe sorrowfullye?
In the north to-morrow there is a shooting,
And thither thou’st goe, my Lord Percye.
V
‘The buttes are sett, and the shooting is made,
And there is like to be great royaltye,
And I am sworne into my bill[1129]
Thither to bring my Lord Percye.’
VI
‘I’le give thee my hand, Douglas,’ he says,
‘And by the faith in my bodye,
If that thou wilt ryde to the worldis end,
Then I’le ryde in thy companye.’