One of our Weardale-men was slain,
Rowland Emerson his name hight;
I trust to God his soul is well,

Because he fought' unto the right.

But thus they say'd, We'll not depart
While we have one :-Speed back again!
And when they came amongst the dead men,
There they found George Carrick slain.

And when they found George Carrick slain,
I wot it went well near their heart,'
Lord let them never make a better end,
That comes to play them sicken a 'part.'

I trust to God no more they shal,
Except it be one for a great chance;

For God wil punish all those

With a great heavy pestilence.

Thir limmer thieves, they have good hearts,
They never think to be o'erthrown,

Three banners against Weardale-men they bare,
As if the world had been all their own.

Thir Weardale-men they have good hearts,
They are as stif as any tree,

For, if they'd every one been slain,

Never a foot back man would flee.

And such a storm amongst them fell,
As I think you never heard the like;
For he that bears his head so high,
He oft-times falls into the dyke.

And now i do entreat you all,

As many as are present here,

To pray for singer of this song,

For he sings to make blithe your cheer.

SONG XIV.

LAMENTATION

On the death of sir ROBERT DE NEVILL, Lord of Raby, in 1282; alludeing to an ancient custom, of offering a stag at the high altar of Durham-abbey on Holy-rood-day, accompanyed with the winding of horns.

WEL-I-WA, sal ys hornes blaw,
Holy-rode this day;

Nou es he dede, and lies law,

Was wont to blaw tham ay.

FINIS.

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CONCERNING THAT FAMOUS COUNTY.

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