{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch176.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch176.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch176.htm","text":"176A.1 NOW list and lithe, you gentlemen,\nAnd I\u2019st tell you the veretye,\nHow they haue dealt with a banished man,\nDriuen out of his countrye.\n176A.2 When as hee came on Scottish ground,\nAs woe and wonder be them amonge!\nFfull much was there traitorye\nThe wrought the Erle of Northumberland.\n176A.3 When they were att the supper sett,\nBeffore many goodly gentlemen,\nThe fell a flouting and mocking both,\nAnd said to the Erle of Northumberland:\n176A.4 \u2018What makes you be soe sad, my lord,\nAnd in your mind soe sorrowffullye?\nIn the north of Scottland to-morrow there\u2019s a shooting,\nAnd thither thou\u2019st goe, my Lord Percye.\n176A.5 \u2018The buttes are sett, and the shooting is made,\nAnd there is like to be great royaltye,\nAnd I am sworne into my bill\nThither to bring my Lord Pearcy.\u2019\n176A.6 \u2018I\u2019le giue thee my hand, Douglas,\u2019 he sayes,\n\u2018And be the faith in my bodye,\nIf that thou wilt ryde to the worlds end,\nI\u2019le ryde in thy companye.\u2019\n176A.7 And then bespake the good ladye,\nMarry a Douglas was her name:\n\u2018You shall byde here, good English lord;\nMy brother is a traiterous man.\n176A.8 \u2018He is a traitor stout and stronge,\nAs I\u2019st tell you the veretye;\nFor he hath tane liuerance of the Erle,\nAnd into England he will liuor thee.\u2019\n176A.9 \u2018Now hold thy tounge, thou goodlye ladye,\nAnd let all this talking bee;\nFfor all the gold that\u2019s in Loug Leuen,\nWilliam wold not liuor mee.\n176A.10 \u2018It wold breake truce betweene England and Scottland,\nAnd freinds againe they wold neuer bee,\nIf he shold liuor a bani[s]ht erle,\nWas driuen out of his owne countrye.\u2019\n176A.11 \u2018Hold your tounge, my lord,\u2019 shee sayes,\n\u2018There is much falsehood them amonge;\nWhen you are dead, then they are done,\nSoone they will part them freinds againe.\n176A.12 \u2018If you will giue me any trust, my lord,\nI\u2019le tell you how you best may bee;\nYou\u2019st lett my brother ryde his wayes,\nAnd tell those English lords, trulye,\n176A.13 \u2018How that you cannot with them ryde,\nBecause you are in an ile of the sea;\nThen, ere my brother come againe,\nTo Edenborrow castle I\u2019le carry thee.\n176A.14 \u2018I\u2019le liuor you vnto the Lord Hume,\nAnd you know a trew Scothe lord is hee,\nFor he hath lost both land and goods\nIn ayding of your good bodye.\u2019\n176A.15 \u2018Marry, I am woe, woman,\u2019 he sayes,\n\u2018That any freind fares worse for mee;\nFor where one saith it is a true tale,\nThen two will say it is a lye.\n176A.16 \u2018When I was att home in my [realme],\nAmonge my tennants all trulye,\nIn my time of losse, wherin my need stoode,\nThey came to ayd me honestlye.\n176A.17 \u2018Therfore I left a many a child fatherlese,\nAnd many a widdow to looke wanne;\nAnd therfore blame nothing, ladye,\nBut the woeffull warres which I began.\u2019\n176A.18 \u2018If you will giue me noe trust, my lord,\nNor noe credence you will giue mee,\nAnd you\u2019le come hither to my right hand,\nIndeed, my lorid, I\u2019le lett you see.\u2019\n176A.19 Saies, I neuer loued noe witchcraft,\nNor neuer dealt with treacherye,\nBut euermore held the hye way;\nAlas, that may be seene by mee!\n176A.20 \u2018If you will not come your selfe, my lord,\nYou\u2019le lett your chamberlaine goe with mee,\nThree words that I may to him speake,\nAnd soone he shall come againe to thee.\u2019\n176A.21 When Iames Swynard came that lady before,\nShee let him see thorrow the weme of her ring\nHow many there was of English lords\nTo wayte there for his master and him.\n176A.22 \u2018But who beene yonder, my good ladye,\nThat walkes soe royallye on yonder greene?\u2019\n\u2018Yonder is Lord Hunsden, Iamye,\u2019 she saye[d],\n\u2018Alas, hee\u2019le doe you both tree and teene!\u2019\n176A.23 \u2018And who beene yonder, thou gay ladye,\nThat walkes soe royallye him beside?\u2019\n\u2018Yond is Sir William Drurye, Iamy,\u2019 shee sayd,\n\u2018And a keene captain hee is, and tryde.\u2019\n176A.24 \u2018How many miles is itt, thou good ladye,\nBetwixt yond English lord and mee?\u2019\n\u2018Marry, thrise fifty mile, Iamy,\u2019 shee sayd,\n\u2018And euen to seale and by the sea.\n176A.25 \u2018I neuer was on English ground,\nNor neuer see itt with mine eye,\nBut as my witt and wisedome serues,\nAnd as [the] booke it telleth mee.\n176A.26 \u2018My mother, shee was a witch woman,\nAnd part of itt shee learned mee;\nShee wold let me see out of Lough Leuen\nWhat they dyd in London cytye.\u2019\n176A.27 \u2018But who is yonde, thou good laydye,\nThat comes yonder with an osterne face?\u2019\n\u2018Yond\u2019s Sir Iohn Forster, Iamye,\u2019 shee sayd;\n\u2018Methinkes thou sholdest better know him then I.\u2019\n\u2018Euen soe I doe, my goodlye ladye,\nAnd euer alas, soe woe am I!\u2019\n176A.28 He pulled his hatt ouer his eyes,\nAnd, Lord, he wept soe tenderlye!\nHe is gone to his master againe,\nAnd euen to tell him the veretye.\n176A.29 \u2018Now hast thou beene with Marry, Iamy,\u2019 he sayd,\n\u2018Euen as thy tounge will tell to mee;\nBut if thou trust in any womans words,\nThou must refraine good companye.\u2019\n176A.30 \u2018It is noe words, my lord,\u2019 he sayes;\n\u2018Yonder the men shee letts me see,\nHow many English lords there is\nIs wayting there for you and mee.\n176A.31 \u2018Yonder I see the Lord Hunsden,\nAnd hee and you is of the third degree;\nA greater enemye, indeed, my Lord,\nIn England none haue yee.\u2019\n176A.32 \u2018And I haue beene in Lough Leven\nThe most part of these yeeres three:\nYett had I neuer noe out-rake,\nNor good games that I cold see.\n176A.33 \u2018And I am thus bidden to yonder shooting\nBy William Douglas all trulye;\nTherfore speake neuer a word out of thy mouth\nThat thou thinkes will hinder mee.\u2019\n176A.34 Then he writhe the gold ring of his fingar\nAnd gaue itt to that ladye gay;\nSayes, That was a legacye left vnto mee\nIn Harley woods where I cold bee.\n176A.35 \u2018Then farewell hart, and farewell hand,\nAnd farwell all good companye!\nThat woman shall neuer beare a sonne\nShall know soe much of your priuitye.\u2019\n176A.36 \u2018Now hold thy tounge, ladye,\u2019 hee sayde,\n\u2018And make not all this dole for mee,\nFor I may well drinke, but I\u2019st neuer eate,\nTill againe in Lough Leuen I bee.\u2019\n176A.37 He tooke his boate att the Lough Leuen,\nFor to sayle now ouer the sea,\nAnd he hath cast vpp a siluer wand,\nSaies, Fare thou well, my good ladye!\nThe ladye looked ouer her left sholder;\nIn a dead swoone there fell shee.\n176A.38 \u2018Goe backe againe, Douglas!\u2019 he sayd,\n\u2018And I will goe in thy companye,\nFor sudden sicknesse yonder lady has tane,\nAnd euer, alas, shee will but dye!\n176A.39 \u2018If ought come to yonder ladye but good,\nThen blamed sore that I shall bee,\nBecause a banished man I am,\nAnd driuen out of my owne countrye.\u2019\n176A.40 \u2018Come on, come on, my lord,\u2019 he sayes,\n\u2018And lett all such talking bee;\nThere\u2019s ladyes enow in Lough Leuen\nAnd for to cheere yonder gay ladye.\u2019\n176A.41 \u2018And you will not goe your selfe, my lord,\nYou will lett my chamberlaine go with mee;\nWee shall now take our boate againe,\nAnd soone wee shall ouertake thee.\u2019\n176A.42 \u2018Come on, come on, my lord,\u2019 he sayes,\n\u2018And lett now all this talking bee;\nFfor my sister is craftye enoughe\nFor to beguile thousands such as you and mee.\u2019\n176A.43 When they had sayled fifty myle,\nNow fifty mile vpon the sea,\nHee had forgotten a message that hee\nShold doe in Lough Leuen trulye:\nHee asked, how farr it was to that shooting\nThat William Douglas promised mee.\n176A.44 \u2018Now faire words makes fooles faine,\nAnd that may be seene by thy master and thee;\nFfor you may happen think itt soone enoughe\nWhen-euer you that shooting see.\u2019\n176A.45 Iamye pulled his hatt now ouer his browe,\nI wott the teares fell in his eye;\nAnd he is to his master againe,\nAnd for to tell him the veretye.\n176A.46 \u2018He sayes fayre words makes fooles faine,\nAnd that may be seene by you and mee,\nFfor wee may happen thinke itt soone enoughe\nWhen-euer wee that shooting see.\n176A.47 \u2018Hold vpp thy head, Iamye,\u2019 the erle sayd,\n\u2018And neuer lett thy hart fayle thee;\nHe did itt but to proue thee with,\nAnd see how thow wold take with death trulye.\u2019\n176A.48 When they had sayled other fifty mile,\nOther fifty mile vpon the sea,\nLord Peercy called to him, himselfe,\nAnd sayd, Douglas, what wilt thou doe with mee?\n176A.49 \u2018Looke that your brydle be wight, my lord,\nThat you may goe as a shipp att sea;\nLooke that your spurres be bright and sharpe,\nThat you may pricke her while shee\u2019le awaye.\u2019\n176A.50 \u2018What needeth this, Douglas,\u2019 he sayth,\n\u2018That thou needest to floute mee?\nFor I was counted a horsseman good\nBefore that euer I mett with thee.\n176A.51 \u2018A false Hector hath my horsse,\nAnd euer an euill death may hee dye!\nAnd Willye Armestronge hath my spurres\nAnd all the geere belongs to mee.\u2019\n176A.52 When the had sayled other fifty mile,\nOther fifty mile vpon the sea,\nThe landed low by Barwicke-side;\nA deputed lord landed Lord Percye.","title":"The Child Ballads: 176. Northumberland Betrayed by Douglas","type":"page"}