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44 CHEVT-CHACE. |
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The stout Earl of Northumberland
A vow to God did make, 10 ,
His pleasure in the Scottish woods
Three summer's days to take;
The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chace
To kill and bear away: The tidings to Earl Douglas came, is
In Scotland where he lay.
Who sent Earl Piercy present word,
He would prevent his sport; The English earl not fearing this,
Did to the woods resort, 20
With fifteen hundred bow-men bold
All chosen men of might, Who knew full well in time of need
To aim their shafts aright.
The gallant greyhounds swiftly ran, 25
To chase the fallow deer; On Monday they began to hunt,
When day-light did appear.
And long before high noon they had
An hundred fat bucks slain; so
Then having din'd, the drovers went
To rouze them up again. • |
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