Classic Poem

On the 10 th day of december
& the 4 th yeere of K ing Edwards Raigne,
att Musleboorrowe, as I remember,
2 goodly hosts there mett on a plaine;

All night that they camped there,
soe did the scotts both stout & stubborne,
" but wellaway, " it was their song;
for wee haue taken them in their owne turne.

Over night they carded for our english mens coates,
they fished before their netts were spunn,
a white for 6 d :, a red p ro 2 groates;
now wisdome wold haue stayed till they had been woone.

Wee feared not but that they wold fight,
yett itt was turned vnto their owne paine,
thoe against one of vs tha t they were 8
yett w i th their owne weapons wee did them beat.

On the 12 th : day in the morne
the made a face as the wold fight,
but many a proud Scott there was downe borne,
& many a ranke coward was put to flight.

But when they heard our great gunnes cracke,
then was their harts turned into their hose;
they cast down their weapons, and turned their backes,
they ran soe fast tha t the fell on their Nose.

The Lo rd Huntley, wee had him there,
w i th him hee brought 10000: men;
yett, god be thanked, wee made them such a banquett
that none of them returned againe.

Wee chased them to D ...