text:  "Now praised be God the day is won! They fly o'er flood and fell-- Why dost thou draw the rein so hard Good knight that fought so well?" "Oh ride ye on Lord King!" he said "And leave the dead to me For I must keep the dreariest watch That ever I shall dree! "There lies beside his master's heart The Douglas stark and grim; And woe is me I should be here Not side by side with him! "The world grows cold my arm is old And thin my lyart hair And all that I loved best on earth Is stretch'd before me there