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I had—but these are by my side
These eight, and this is a day of pride!
The time is ripe—with festive din
Lo! how the People are flocking in,—
Like hungry Fowl to the Feeder’s hand
When snow lies heavy upon the land.”
He spake bare truth; for far and near
From every side came noisy swarms
Of Peasants in their homely gear;
And, mixed with these, to Brancepeth came
Grave Gentry of estate and name,
And Captains known for worth in arms;
And prayed the Earls in self-defence
To rise, and prove their innocence.–
“Rise, noble Earls, put forth your might
For holy Church, and the People's right!”
The Norton fixed, at this demand,
His eye upon Northumberland,
