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XXV
CHEVY CHACE
THE HUNTING
GOD prosper long our noble king,
Our lives and safeties all; A woeful hunting once there did
In Chevy-Chace befall;
To drive the deer with hound and horn
Erie Percy took his way; The child may rue that is unborn,
The hunting of that day.
The stout Erie of Northumberland
A vow to God did make, His pleasure in the Scottish woods
Three summer's days to take,
The chiefest harts in Chevy-Chace
To kill and bear away. These tydings to Erie Douglas came,
In Scotland where he lay :
Who sent Erie Percy present word,
He wold prevent his sport. The English Erie, not fearing that,
Did to the woods resort
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