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Excerpt from The Ballad of Flodden Field: A Poem of the Xvith Century
Pardon, ye poets all, I cry, My fimple, rude, and rugged rhyme, Ev'n though the hill Parnaffus high Prefumptuoufly I prefs to climb! For what is be, with haughty Ityle' Such deeds of honour could contrive P no, not the learned Virgil great, If that on earth he was alive, That could reveal in volume fbort Great Howard's5 deeds who did excell. Though lovely print made no report, Fame would not fail the fame to tell. Or thou, o Stanleyf' wondrous man! Thou fon Of 'mars who can proclaim Thy matchlefs deeds Tell me who can Paint thy juft praife on wings of fame P Thy doleful daywork {till fhall be In Scotland curf'd with an outcry For Hector's match this man was he, Who climbed the mount of Floddon high. What banners bravely blaz' cl and borne 9 What fiandards fiout brought to the ground! About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
