A Book of Old Ballads - Complete

Excerpt: ...they did renew,   And turning tow'rds the Spaniard,     A thousand more they slew.   The sharp steel-pointed arrows,     And bullets thick did fly,   Then did our valiant soldiers     Charge on most furiously;   Which made the Spaniards waver,     They thought it best to flee,   They fear'd the stout behaviour     Of brave Lord Willoughbey.   Then quoth the Spanish general,     Come let us march away,   I fear we shall be spoiled all     If here we longer stay;   For yonder comes Lord Willoughbey     With courage fierce and fell,   He will not give one inch of way     For all the devils in hell.   And then the fearful enemy     Was quickly put to flight,   Our men persued couragiously,     And caught their forces quite;   But at last they gave a shout,     Which ecchoed through the sky,   God, and St. George for England!     The conquerors did cry.   This news was brought to England     With all the speed might be,   And soon our gracious queen was told     Of this same victory.   O this is brave Lord Willoughbey,     My love that ever won,   Of all the lords of honour     'Tis he great deeds hath done.   To the souldiers that were maimed,     And wounded in the fray,   The queen allowed a pension     Of fifteen pence a day;   And from all costs and charges     She quit and set them free:   And this she did all for the sake     Of brave Lord Willoughbey.   Then courage, noble Englishmen,     And never be dismaid;   If that we be but one to ten,     We will not be afraid   To fight with foraign enemies,     And set our nation free.   And thus I end the bloody bout     Of brave Lord Willoughbey. Illustration THE SPANISH LADY'S LOVE   Will you hear a Spanish lady,     How shed wooed an English man?   Garments gay and rich as may be     Decked with jewels she had on.   Of a comely countenance...