Francis James Child

“ As was not in the north this thousand yeere!
Shee caused thirty thousand men to be made,
With horsse and harneis all quicklye;
And shee caused thirty thousand men to be made,
To take the rebells in the north countrye. ”

“ I-wis they neuer stinted nor blan.
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'Spread thy ancyent, Erle of Westmoreland!
The halfe-moone faine wold wee see!'
But the halfe-moone is fled and gone,
And the dun bull vanished awaye;
And Ffrancis Nortton and his eight sonnes
Are fled away most cowardlye.
Ladds with mony are counted men,
Men without mony are counted none;
But hold your tounge! why say you soe?
Men wilbe men when mony is gone. ”

“ And when he came to Master Nortton,
He kneeled on his knee,
And tooke the letter betwixt his hands,
And lett the gentleman it see.
And when the letter itt was reade,
Affore all his companye,
I-wis, if you wold know the truth,
There was many a weeping eye.
He said, Come hither, Kester Nortton,
A fine fellow thou seemes to bee ”