That hand to Cranstoun's lord gave she. "As I am true to thee and thine, Do thou be true to me and mine! This clasp of love our bond shall be ; And all these noble lords shall stay, XXVII. All as they left the listed plain, And how he sought her castle high, That morn, by help of gramarye ; Stolen by his page, while slept the knight, But half his tale he left unsaid, And lingered till he joined the maid. Her mystic arts in view of day; But well she thought ere midnight came, And how her bosom fell and rose, Whilst he and Musgrave bandied blows— One day, fair maids, you'll know them well. XXVIII. William of Deloraine, some chance Had wakened from his deathlike trance; And taught that, in the listed plain, Against fierce Musgrave axe did wield, Under the name of Deloraine. Hence, to the field, unarmed, he ran, Yet, when he saw what hap had proved, He would not waken old debate, * The spectral apparition of a living person. And so 'twas seen of him; e'en now, Though half-disguised with a frown; 66 XXIX. Now, Richard Musgrave, liest thou here! I ween my deadly enemy, For if I slew thy brother dear, Thou slewest a sister's son to me; And when I lay in dungeon dark, Of Naworth Castle, long months three, Till, ransomed for a thousand mark, Dark Musgrave, it was long of thee. No mortal man should us divide, U Yet, rest thee God! for well I know, In all the northern counties here, Whose word is, Snafle, spur, and spear*, XXX. So mourned he, till Lord Dacre's band They raised brave Musgrave from the field, * The lands that over Ouse to Berwick forth do bear, Have for their blazon had, the snafle, spur, and spear. Poly-albion, Song xxxiii. |