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Editor: Bates, Katherine Lee, 1859-1929


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And O but he spake hie: "It's I am the lord of this castel, My wife is the lady gay." "If thou'rt the lord of this castel, Sae weel it pleases me! For ere I cross the Border fell, The tane of us shall dee."-- He took a lang spear in his hand, Shod with the metal free; And forth to meet the Douglas then, He rade richt furiouslie. But O how pale his lady looked Frae aff the castle wa', As doun before the Scottish spear She saw proud Percy fa'! "Had we twa been upon the green, And never an eye to see, I wad hae had you, flesh and fell, But your sword shall gae wi' me." "Now gae up to the Otterburne,


[Transcriber's Notes: This early English text was printed in a black-letter font. Some of the letters used are not found on a typewriter. In the e-text those letters that have no modern equivalent are transcribed with their meaning. For example, there is a letter that looks like a "w" with a "t" over it. This means with. You will find this in the text as [with]. Others you will find are [per], [the], [that], and [thou]. You will also find the suffix [us]. All typos were kept as close as possible to the original. This e-text is based on the 1907 edition which included a long list of these typos and some of their possible meanings along with the editor's note. This list had many letters typeset upside down. For this e-text they were righted. Long s has been changed to standard short s. In the plain text version, letters with a macron over them are denoted by placing them in brackets with an = beside them, such as [=e] for an e with a macron over it. For smoother reading, a and o
And bide there dayis three, And gin I come not ere they end, A fause knight ca' ye me!" "The Otterburne is a bonnie burn, 'Tis pleasant there to be; But there is nought at Otterburne To feed my men and me. "The deer rins wild on hill and dale, The birds fly wild frae tree to tree; But there is neither bread nor kale, To fend my men and me. "Yet I will stay at the Otterburne, Where you shall welcome be; And, if ye come not at three dayis end, A fause lord I'll ca' thee." "Thither will I come," Earl Percy said, By the might of our Ladye!" "There will I bide thee," said the Douglas, "My troth I plight to thee!" They lichted high on Otterburne, Upon the bent sae broun;