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'* But seeing we must go before the king. Then they fought on like champions bold, 

 Lord, we will go most gallantly ; For their hearts were sturdy, stout, and 



Ye shall every one b^ve a velvet coat, free, 



Laid down with golden laces three : Till they had kill'd all the king's good guard, 



"And you shall every on= have a scarlet There was none left alive but two or three. 



Laid down with silver laces five ; E"'.,"'^" '"'^ up all Edinburgh, 



With your golden belts about your necks, . ^ ^^^ ™= "P ^-l '^"'^T^^il^"}, 

 With hat! and feathers all alike." ■*• f r'''"X,?=°l"""U?,''">.=*!;"f 



And run him through the fau* body. 



But when John be went from Giltnock Hall, 



The wind it blew hard, and full fast it did S^id John "Fight on, my merry men all, 

 rajn'; , I am a little wounded, but am not slam ; 



"Now fare thee well, thou Giltnock Hall, I will lay me down for to bleed a while, 



I fear I shall never see thee agaiu." 1'hen 1 11 rise and fight with you again.' 



Now John is to Edinburgh gone, Then they fought on like madmen all, 



With his eight-score men so gallantly, _ Till many a man lay dead upon thejilain. 



And every one of them on a milk-white For they were resolved, before they would 

 steed, _ yield, , 



With their bucklers and swords hanging That every man would there be slain, 

 to their knee. r. , 1 ^ . 



, So there they fought courageously. 



But when John came the king before, jill most of them lay dead there and 



With his eight-score men so gallant to see, ^2X11 ; 



The king he moved his bonnet to him, ^^^ little Musgrave that was his foot-page, 



He thought he had been a king as well as -^-^^ yC\% bonriy Grissel got away unta'en. 

 he. 

 " O pardon, pardon, my sovereign liege, ^ut when he came to Giltnock Hall, , 



Pardon for my eight-score meS and me ; „}^; '"^y spied h,m presently 

 For my name it !s John Armstrbng, "What news, what news, thou little foot- 



And a subject of yours, „,y liege," said he. y^^f^\^^^ f,„^ j^y master, and his 

 "Away with thee, thou false traitbr, company ?" 



No pardon will I grant to thee, . , , , ,^ „ , -3 



But, to-morrow ' morn ' by eight of the My news is bad, lady, he said, 



j.jQglj " Which I do brmg, as you may see ; 



I will hang up' thy eight-score men and My master Johnny Armstrdng is slam, 

 tjjgg " And all his gallant company." 



Then Jphn look'd over his left shouldfer, "Yet thou art welcome home, my bonny 



And to his merry men thus said he, Grissfel, 



•' I have ask'd grace of a graceless face, Yv^ oft hast thou been fed with corn and 



No pardon there is for you or me." hay, 



Then John pull'd out his nut-brown sword, But now thou shalt be fed with bread and 



And it was made of metal so free, , wine, .,,,,, ,, _ 



Had not the king mnVd his foot as he did, And thy stdes shall be spurred no more, 



John had taken his head from his fair body. ^ ^^1- 



" Come, follow me, my merry men all, O then bespake his little son. 



We will scorn one foot for to fly. As he sat on his nurse's knee, 



It ^hall ne'er be said we were hung like dogs, " If ever I live to be a man. 



We will fight it out most manfully." My father's death revenged shall be. ' 



TROY TOWN. 

 (From Ritson's Ancient Songs and Ballads, ed. 1829, vol. ii. p. loi, 

 where it is entitled "the Wandering Prince of Troy." Ritson observes 

 that "the old printed copies, being palpably corrupt, have been judiciously 

 corrected by the ingenious Dr Percy, whose emendations are here adopted, 

 though not without proper marks of distinction.") 



When Troy town had, for ten years Waste lie those walls that were so good, 



t ^gf ' And corn now grows where Troy town 



Withstood the Greeks in manful wise, stood. 



Then did their foes increase so fast, .ffineas, wandering Wince of Troy, 



That to resist none could suthce : When he for land long time had sought. 



