“The Borderer, bred to war,
Knew the battle’s din afar,
And joyed to hear its swell.
On active steed, with lance and blade,
The light armed pricker plied his trade,
Let nobles fight for fame:
Let vassals follow where they lead,
Burghers to guard their townships bleed,
But WAR’S THE BORDERERS’ GAME!”
Sir Walter Scott: Marmion