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24. “I am wilfulls of my way," quoth Sir
Guye, “And of my morning tyde:” yew ? made ready 3 help 4 linden 5 astray
33. “Tell me thy name, good ffellow," quoth
“Under the leaves of lyne:” "Nay, by my faith," quoth good Robin,
“Till thou have told me thine."
6. "Now we have haryed all Bamborowe schyre,
All the welth in the world have wee;
7. Upon the morowe,3 when it was day,
8. Syr Henry Perssy laye at the New Castell,
9. To the Newe Castell when they cam, The Skottes they cryde on hyght: "Syr Hary Perssy, and thow byste within, Com to the fylde, and fyght.
10. "For we have brente Northomberlonde, Thy erytage good and ryght,
And syne my logeyng I have take, 39 Wyth my brande dubbyd many a knyght.'
11. Syr Harry Perssy cam to the walles, The Skottyssch oste for to se,
And sayd, "And thow hast brente Northomberlond,
Full sore it rewyth me.
12. "Yf thou hast haryed all Bamborowe
Thow hast done me grete envye; 7
For the trespasse thow hast me done, The tone of us schall dye."