A proper new Ballad, breefely declaring the Death
and Execution of 14. most wicked Traitors, who suffered death in Lincolnes Inne feelde
neere London: the 20 and 21. of September. 1586.
To the tune of Weep weep.
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REjoyce in hart good people all,
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sing praise to God on hye:
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Which hath preserved us by his power,
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from traitors tiranny.
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Which now have had their due desarts,
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in London lately seen:
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And Ballard was the first that died,
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for Treason to our Queene.
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O praise the Lord with hart and minde,
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sing praise with voices cleere:
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Sith traiterous crue, have had their due,
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to quaile their parteners cheere.
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Next, Babington that Caitife vilde,
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was hanged for his hier:
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His Carkasse likewise quartered,
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and Hart cast in the fier.
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Was ever seene such wicked troopes,
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of Traytors in this Land?
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Against the pretious woord of truthe,
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and their good Queene to stand?
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O praise, etc.
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But heer beholde the rage of Rome,
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the fruits of Popish plants,
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Beholde and see their wicked woorks,
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which all good meaning wants.
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For Savage also did receave,
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like death for his desert:
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Which in that wicked enterprise,
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should then have doon his part.
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O praise, etc.
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O cursed catifes void of grace,
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will nothing serve your turne,
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But to beholde your Cuntries wrack,
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in malice while you burne.
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And Barnwell thou which went to view,
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her grace in each degree:
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And how her life might be dispatcht,
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thy death we all did see.
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O praise, etc.
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Confounding shame fall to their share,
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and hellish torments sting:
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That to the Lords annointed shall,
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devise so vile a thing.
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O Techburne what bewitched thee?
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to have such hate in store:
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Against our good and gratious Queene,
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that thou must dye therefore.
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O praise, etc.
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What gaine for Traitors can returne?
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if they their wish did win:
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Or what preferment should they get,
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by this their trecherous sinne.
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Though Forraine power love Treason well,
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the Traitors they dispise:
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And they the first that should sustaine,
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the smart of their devise.
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O praise, etc.
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What cause had Tilney Traitor stout,
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or Abbington likewise:
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Against the Lords annointed thus,
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such mischeef to devise.
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But that the Devill inticed them,
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such wicked woorks to render:
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For which these seven did suffer death,
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the twentith of September.
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O praise, etc.
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Seaven more the next day following,
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were drawen from the Tower:
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Which were of their confederates,
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to dye that instant hower.
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The first of them was Salsburie,
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and next to him was Dun:
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Who did complaine most earnestly,
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of proud yong Babington.
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O praise, etc.
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Both Lords and Knights of hye renowne,
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he ment for to displace:
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And likewise all our Towers and Townes,
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and Cities for to race.
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So likewise Jones did much complaine,
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of his detested pride:
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And shewed how lewdly he did live,
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before the time he died.
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O Praise etc.
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Then Charnock was the next in place,
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to taste of bitter death:
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And praying unto holy Saints,
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he left his vitall breath.
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And in like maner Trauers then,
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did suffer in that place:
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And fearfully he left his life,
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with Crossing breast and face.
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O praise, etc.
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Then Gage was stripped in his shirt,
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who up the Lather went:
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And sought for to excuse himselfe,
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of Treasons falce intent.
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And Bellamie the last of all,
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did suffer death that daye:
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Unto which end God bring all such,
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as wish our Queenes decay.
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O praise, etc.
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O faulce and foule disloyall men,
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what person would suppose:
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That Clothes of Velvet and of Silke,
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should hide such mortall foes.
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Or who would think such hidden hate,
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in men so faire in sight:
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But that the Devill can turne him selfe,
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into an Angell bright.
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O praise, etc.
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But Soveraigne Queene have thou no care,
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for God which knoweth all:
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Will still maintaine thy royall state,
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and give thy foes a fall.
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And for thy Grace thy Subjects all,
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will make their praiers still:
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That never Traitor in this Land,
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may have his wicked will.
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O praise, etc.
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Whose glorious daies in England heere,
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the mighty God maintaine:
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That long unto thy Subjects Joye,
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thy Grace may rule and raigne.
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And Lord we pray for Christes sake,
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that all thy secret foes:
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May come to naught which seeke thy life,
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and Englands lasting woes.
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O praise the Lord with hart and minde, etc.
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The names of 7. Traitors
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which were Executed on
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Tuesday being the xx
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of September
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1586.
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John Ballard Preest.
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Anthony Babington.
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John Savage.
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Robert Barnwell.
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Chodicus Techburne.
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Charles Tilney.
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Edward Abbington.
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The names of the other
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vij. which were Exe-
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cuted on the next
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day after.
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Thomas Salsbury.
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Henry Dun.
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Edward Jhones.
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John Trauers.
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John Charnock.
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Robert Gage.
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Harman Bellamy.
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