Thou wilt not? well,--no less my care
Shall, watchful, for thy weal prepare.
You, Blount and Eustace, are her guard,
With ten picked archers of my train;
With England if the day go hard,
To Berwick speed amain.
But if we conquer, cruel maid,
My spoils shall at your feet be laid,
When here we meet again."

He waited for no answer, but dashed over the plain to Lord Surrey, who
met him with delight.

"Welcome, good Lord Marmion; brief greeting must serve in time of need.
With Stanley, I myself, have charge of the central division of the army,
Tunstall, stainless knight, directs the rearward, and the vanguard alone
needs your gallant command."

"Thanks, noble Surrey," Marmion said, and darted forward like a
thunderbolt. At the van, arose cheer on cheer, "Marmion! Marmion!" so
shrill, so high, as to startle the Scottish foe.

Eustace and Blount sadly thought,

"'Unworthy office here to stay!
No hope of gilded spurs to-day.'"

When King James saw that the English army by its skilful countermarch
had separated him from his base of supplies, and from his own country,
he resolved upon battle at once. Setting fire to his tents, he