Then, lifting up a gilt dagger,

Hung low down by his knee,

He stabb'd the knight, the standard bore,

He stabb'd him cruellie;

Then caught the standard by the neuk,

And fast away rode he.

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"Now, is't na time, brothers," he cried,

"Now, is't na time to flee?"

"Aye, by my sooth!" they baith replied,