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rode fiercely through the fight;
He paſs'd the Engliſh archers all,
without e'er dread or fear,
And through earl Piercy's body then,
be thruſt the hateful ſpear,
With ſuch vehement force and might,
he did his body gore,
The ſpear went through the other ſide,
a full cloth yard and more:
So did both theſe brave nobles die,
whoſe courage none could ſtain;
An Engliſh archer then perceiv'd
the noble earl was ſlain,
He had a bow bent in his hand,
made of a truſty yew,
An arrow of a cloth yard long,
unto his head he drew,
Against Sir Hugh Montgomery,
aright and ſhaft he ſet;
The grey gooſe wing that was thereon
in his heart's blood was wet:
The fighting did laſt from break of day,
till ſetting of the ſun,
For when they rung the evening bell,
the battle ſcarce was done.
With earl Piercy there was ſlain,
Sir John of Orgetoa;
Sir Robert Ratcliff, and Sir John,
Sir James that bold barron.
With good Sir John, and good Sir James
both knights of good account,
Good Sir Ralph Rabbin there was ſlain,
whoſe powers did ſurmount;
