Hotspur

by Andrew Lion of Wolvenwood

Squire bring my armor, my sword and my destrier
I've raised an army to break Henry's power
South from the Humbar we march to the Severn
With Douglas of Scotland to join with Glendower.

So ready your weapons and don war-like harness
The king rides to greet us at Shrewsbury town
He'll pay what he owes me or fight on the morrow
The blue lion of Percy will bloody the ground.

Hal, Prince of Wales, has brought forth an army
To halt us he's planning, he'll bar none to me
Yon rides his father a king made by Percy
His host in the thousands a hard fight will be.

So let loose your clothyards my stout Cheshire yeoman
The hiss of your bowstrings is soft as a sigh
Now king's knight you've halted so up roar the horsemen
We charge for the center brave Douglas and I.

Lay low a seargent and then slay his master
Rend through the armor and hew clear away
There by the banner a king rides before me
I swear by my honor 'tis his final day.

But prince Hal has broken my right wing of battle
And he's for his father a whirlin' around
Now one of his yeomen has sent me an arrow
The blue lion of Percy is pulled to the ground.

Squire bring my armor, my sword and my destrier
I'll live forever to spite Bolingbrooke
Know then of Hotspur who died by the severn
And list what was heard when Lord Percy spoke.

So ready your weapons and don war-like harness
The king rides to greet us at Shrewsbury town
He'll pay what he owes me or fight on the morrow
The blue lion of Percy will bloody the ground.

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Created Dec 8 1994 by Aaron Rice (jar22@email.byu.edu)
a Timpview High School student
in partnership with the
David O. McKay School of Education
Brigham Young University