God and Prince I saye Loe that is al I do requier of hym my dyeing daye I haue no gold to send my baebs but blessing I them gyue Which God coÌ„fyrm with grace good stoâ—r As long as they shall lyue O yet thear is another ryng which loe my loue must â—e Whear is my picture death I mean and tell my friend from me That I as cold and sensles toe shal be in littell space As is that shadoâ— dom and deaff and spreetles shaep of face This don she tornd her hed a syed and bard them all faerwell Twear good quod she in syen of death â–ª I hard the passyng bell For sutch as lyue may pray the whiel and knoe when bell doth towll Into the bowells of the earth the boddy partts from sowll Yet meet they shall when trumpet sownds â–ª and that the dead aryes And boeth together shall assend I hoep to starry Skyes Wyth this began the battayl feers betwen her lyef and death Lyek gâ—â—st she lay whyells hart dyd groen â–ª and mouth gaept wyed for breath Than sayd she Lord in to thy hands I doo commend my spreet And so her self cloes'd vp her eyes and hyd her head in sheet And went away lyk enfantt yong clean voyd of storm or raeg Or lyk a boddy fawlls a sleep that can not speak for aeg Thus breathles laye this Lady nowe lyk weyghty lomp of claye That earst had lyef and feelyng force and past lyk slowre a waye But whan the nues of this was broght vnto her playffeers cares Wich roering voyce and blobbred eyes thear goeshed owt sutch teares That wytnest well with owtward syens what woe he felt within And truely told when she dyd end his dollâ—r dyd begin Bereft of sleep and roâ—bd of rest he roemed vp and down And cast of â—â—eds of worldly pomp and clapt on moornyng gown No eas nor pleasures could posses nor feell the taest of meat Resolud to pyen and â—â—arue him self his grâ—â—ss they wear so great No councell could him comfort long and styll aloen he drue To morn and moen to howll and crye and make complaynt a nue And worn away withâ—wofull syghes when sorrow helped not At lâ—yngth the lyef must be sustaynd with som releef ye wot But howe he takes this mischeef yet and howe the matter goeth Hâ—t passeth farre my reatch and wyt to iouâ— I tell you troeth His Lady gâ—n as you haue hard whâ—n dayes and yeeres wear spent In thraldom long yet after that was better forâ—uen sent For 〈◊〉 to princes grace again â–ª 〈◊〉 cam by blessyd chance And so he lyus in open world whear vertue may aduance Both him and many thousands moer that noble lyues doo lead And wyesly walk with vpright mynds and stepps of honour tread Loe heer you Daems of hy renown a Ladyes death set owt Whoe 's lyef for fayth full feaw shall fynd that seeks wyed world abowt To God and Prince repentant suer to world a myrrour bryght Whearfoer with tong and true report resownd her prays a ryght ¶ FINIS The Roed made by Syr william Druery Knight into Skotland from the East Seas to the VVest vvith sundry Gentlemen of good calling for the reformation of such causes as the Queens Maiestie and her Councel thoght coÌ„uenient In the .xiii. year of the raign of our soueraigne Lady Queene Elizabeth The names of the Captaines and Gentlemen in his company Syr Thomas Manners Syr George Cary. Syr Robert Constable Sâ—r Ierome Bovveâ— M. William Knovvls M. Henry Câ—ry M. Robert Knovvll M. Michell Carye Captaine Carye Captaine Caruill Captaine Austell Captaine Edington M. Edmond Varney MY Lord of Sussex now lord Chamberlayne hauing finished two famous and notable roeds into Skoâ—lande which I haue written of as chargeable as paynfull of no smal credit pollicy rested a season at Baâ—wyck by reason of a sicknesse taken by ouermuch trauell of body minde in the seruice rehearsed reposing him self in that towne for the benefite of health thought necessary in the present exploits seruice expected to institute another generall for the execution of such matters as he him self would gladly haue taken in hande if sicknesse had permitted and because eche gentleman souldiour seuerall bandes should duetifully obey in all points warlyke order the nue generall chosen for this purpose my Lord of Sussex made an oratioÌ„ in such forme â— manner as throughly explayned the whole substance of the seruice the vnsuretie of the season the difficult dealing of diuers aduersaries and vttered the excellencys of an Oratour At whoe 's elloqueÌ„ce the heerars rather stoed astonyed than vnsatysfyed in any poynt or parssell wherin he opened the bowells of rebellyon the practies of enemies and subborning of traytors and earnestly perswaded euery 〈◊〉 mynd to be myndfull of his Prince and countrey in the lybertie wherof boeth lyfe and lyuing is alwayes to be offered after which Oracion as custome is for seruice past and things to come he made these knights that heere are mentioned Syr VVilliam Drury Syr Thomas Manners Syr George Care and Syr Robert Constable and placing the Generall in full authoritie he committed them to God and the good conduct of their Chieftaine then presently with professed obedience each man desired to do a dayes seruice to venter his lyfe to shed his bloud or shew his duetie Whervpon and as great weighty cause moued my Lord of Sussex coÌ„mauÌ„ded them to martch forward so they did made that night a greater martch than was looked for yet no lesse speede than was needeful by which forwardnesse sodain exercises of Armes a brute blowen abrode of a more sooner departure the enemies wer discouraged hindred of their hoâ—p our men made masters of the fielde and possest in a maner their wish desired hap at the least taking aduauÌ„tage of the time they preuented the pushe of a perillous present pollicie auoyded the danger of a troublous time to come For the enemie regarding our readinesse desire of encounter with them retyred so fast backwarde that all their labour was lost which they tooke in hande before And now wer they somwhat abashed that before vsed ouermuch boldnesse yet in doubtfull ballance stoode the weight of this iorney considering what followed by the fyennes or falshod of double meaning friends beside the dangers insideÌ„t to the hazards of Fortune Our people being thoght at the first to be great in nomber wear suffred to martch wher they pleased but the enemy aduertised of our smal power not only lyke chafed Boares began to pluck vp the bryssells but also bruted abroad we were taken in a pitfold had neede of a treble company to accoÌ„plish the exploit taken in haÌ„d And after our power had passed â—denbrogh towards the force of y aduersaries the secret practisiens of mischief in the town set sodainly on our Lackkeis and such of y traine as could not coÌ„ueniently follow y Camp
You had a iorney for to ried Ahors you lent me for the saem So forth we râ—ed and had good gaâ—m We lawght and checkled all the wayâ— But as you kno that after playe Coms caer and sorow so it fell When I beleud that all was well You frownd and flang from me for oâ— And as I vsed was to skoef I gestid still and followed fast But you oer roed me at the last And for I would not tier my nag I shaept my self behind to lag A â—oâ—n I pâ—ickt and palfray spord And mutch I thought yet spaek no word Saue that I said with voyce full loe What 's wil my fâ—ind forsaek me soe What new told taell doth torn him thus No taell a toy hit is ywus No toy he is to wies therfore Som thing hit is yea les or more But what hit is I need not fear For seartch my consience eury whear And cleer it standeth in eatch traed To him since he my freende I maed Thus muesing on mi giltles cace I then began to meand my pace And as the deuell wold hit soe That I ill hap shuld not forgo When mischeeus com they fawl on heap My hors did start and gan to leap The â—aed I think had seen a spriet He maed the fier ries from his feet Out of the stoens whear he did tramp Lord than howe I did staer and stamp And thrust the sporrs in to his sied But girth and saddell baed abied They fell from Hors full all to broek And in the myer flat like an oek I lay a long but what of that Ear I roes vp and found my hat Which laye fast by an Elders roet My Hors was gon and I on foâ—t My face with dirt was so araid Hit maed the hors thear of afraid For as I ran the Iaed to get The poâ—r plain people that I met Thoght suer I had bin clean bestraught Oen gaue me way a nother laught The third said sir go washe your face But still I had my beast in chace And ran not swearing half a myel But toek the Iaed agaynst a stiel By that was Curttals bryedell lost And I might ryed but not in post On gawldid back and carrayn boens The harneys saddell all at oens Was broek as sayd afoer I haue Than could I call no oesâ—lar knaue Nor face him down my gear was gon And piekt away by hangers on That follow geasts to eury In By shift som payre of â—oets to win Sutch filtchars haue so great a lack They steall the Saddell from the back But I that brought a Saddell out Might ried now like a gentil lout Thear was no theef to shrowd my shaem But plaen poer Tom to bear the blaem What needs moer words of this to speake Get vp I did on Hors full weake My girdell was the bridell than Thus rode I like a clean yong man. A greater fier was in the straw As in the Dream me thought I saw A further mischeef after this I founde and felt loe this it is As I my iorney thought to take The Horssis backe a two it brake Out stept his bones in fell my cors Amid the belly of the Hors I looked still whan he would fall He seemd to haue no harm at all And kept the way and boer it out With that I would haue tornd about To see if all belongd him to Would sarue as they wear wont to do His lims I mean which wear so soer That he had mind to turn no moer But hoemward held as fast a mayn As any Ienet could of Spayn Or Irysh hobby fayre and fat I would not haue beleeued that If one had tolde it for no lie But sure I saw it with mine eye As well as in a dream I might I lay no hed on things by night As in the day I had them séen This was of troeth and this I ween Hath diffrence far for troeth is sound And weenyng dwels on doubtfull ground But sens I com vnto this clause Now will I talke and sho som cause Of Dreams and let the matter rest Of my deformed broke backt beast Yet shall my pen héer after playn Unto my porpâ—s turn agayn Thear was a man my self might be That in a Dream did think to se A Sargant com with Maece in hand Who sayd good sir I pray you stand I you arest for Det you knowe To whom the money you do owe And if you haue forgot the som Unto the cownter you must com And to your accyon answer make What knaue ê™ he thou doest mistaek The man I think that thou doest seek I owe not all the world a leek Whearfoer I list not the obaye He drue his sword and maed a fray Clobbs cried the sargant all in fear Out cam the touns men eury whear And from the wind mill this dreemd he Whear hakney horsis hyred be This man was driuen by plain strength And ran in to a church at length That at saint â—arance laen end stands Yet cowld not skaep the sargants hands Forth was he broght and mannâ—est sâ—er But frinds be fownd to salue the soer Among the sargantts all on heap So that vnto the goet in cheap He broght was than and thear to send For frinds to make of this an end Which was fownd owt and had discharg And whear he wold he went at larg Loe thearwith did this man awaek Yet of his dream discours did maek Unto oen Feeld with whom he lay Who baed him not go forth that day For by a figuer fownd he had If he went forth he shuld be lad Unto the countter or skaep haâ—d This man did littell that regard Think you ê™ he the planets may Cause me to find ill luck this day As though they had the ruell of man Do what youe will said to him than His bed fellowe who straightway roes And out of doer full fast he goes The dreamaer followd as he might When cloes wear on and day was light But he no soenner in the street â—ut loe a sargant did he meet And as before you told I haue Hit cam to pas so god me saue This is no fable maed for mirth For by that lord that maed the earth The heauens toe and all thear in Beleeue me nowe this thing haeth bin Laet in the raing of mary queen And then the proef of this was seen All men haue not a gift a like Som god doth warn befoer he striek Som haue grosswitts som heds deuien For diuers gracis god doth sien To man as pleaseth him to shoe Whear for let vs confes and knoe He maed not man so viell a thing And set him heer as lord and king Of all the works he did creat But he taeks caer for mans estaet And reasons with man eury owre And in his vessails still doth powre What lickor he thynks meet therfore The pot can neuer boill no moer Than Coek doth list to put thear in
For Cock maks broth boeth thick thin The pottar likwies hath in choyce In which pot he will moest reioyce Which vessaill is for honour maed And which must saâ—ue a seruyell traed The pottar knoes and fashons all â—lls blind and weak we might him call If pot or any vesseill cleer To other porpos sarued heer Than he befoer haeth ordaynd plain To whom the vse of potts pertain As I might say a gardnar good Yet neuer throwly vnder stood What wéeds and flowrs wear méet to gro With in his gardain euen soe Is that as true that god doth want Foersyght of any earthly plant That in his vienyard beareth graepps You grant that god doth giue men shaeppâ— And doth he gyue but form aloen A picktuer wrought of fleash and boen And lets man think what thought he will Doth not he giue him wit and skyll And sets sutch thoughts a mid mans hart As can not com by kind nor aert If god haue geuen lief and breath And in his hand haue lyeâ— and death How should not he nowe would I lern The minds of men befoer desern Eaer they or thought what they shal be If god the cause therof do se Than must they needs from him proceed As ground and roet of eatch good deed For what weer fleash that no lief had And lief from feelyng wear as bad And feelyng coms by reasons loer Than reason haue we not before We do receiue of God that gift Why than there is no other shift But he that putteth in the same Must needs be master of the game If nought be put into the pot It cannot séeth full well ye wot Who boyls the pot and maks the fier Puts things therin at his desier A broken pot ye call that still That neither sarus to good nor ill An needlesse pot god doth not make That will no kynd of licour take What pitchard will for water go Be it not born than way this so No man may thinke a thought say I But it is ordaynd from an hie And powred in vs by his mean That seith eury thyng full clean And knoweth well to what entent Catch vessayl at the first was ment And to sutch vse as they were wrought He letteth them be drawn and brought And boldly now if I durst speake I thynke the makars wit weare weake To form a thyng and doth not know To what entent he made it so Than this must follow if he knue Of all his works what shuld ensue Thear cowrs was set in his foer sight â—ar that he maed the daie and might So needs they must befall likwies Than shuld we not no cause dispies That lerns vs howe to kno his power Which worketh in vs eueri owre A waek a sleep at meat at rest We must find lodging for that geast He will com in and maek a stoer And knock hard at thy consience doer And threatten skorgis for thy sin And speak and talk to the with in And tell the things that aer amis And say thow foell bewaer of this Thow vsest oft thy god I am That for to warn the hether cam To shon the plaegs for the prepaerd But if this warning be not hard And men in sin still sleep and snort And of sutch visions maks a sport Than shall they feel no dream hit was When proef of this doth com to pas â—e that will not be warnd by sleep Whan he awaeks may chance to weep In skriptuer haue I red som time Howe Ihon sawe sowlls to heauen clyme And Iacob dreamd he sawe the rams Leaping this to the choesen lams God doth a peer yea eury whear And sleping rownds men in the ear As Ioâ—b â—oth say and I cowld tell Howe diuers awcttors shoes full well That dreams do signifie to som Great caers and trobulls for to com And vnto other shoes likwies Whan mirth and Ioy thear shall aries I writ not this as for a creed Let men trust dreams as they shall need Som dreams spryng fro a feble brain And som of sicknes and of pain And other subiects mani aâ—on Of which I will deuies apon In dreams aer dowts and doble freaks Som sleeps yet in his dream he speaks And riseth vp yet not a waek And in the howse mutch noys doth maek He torns the lock and goes his way Owt of the doer as at noen day And doth sutch thinges as fawlls in hed By dream and after coms to bed He barrs all fast whear he hath byn And neuer faulls nor breaks his shin Yet seems to sleep yea all the whyell But he that seeth the saem may smyell And wonder at that I dell brayn That in the bed is layd a gain Who laet in sleep a broed he sawe A nother sort will seartch the strawe And thrust a knief throwe bed and all What may we nowe this dreamyng call Of our complexshons coms this gear No suer of som mad freak I fear They ries they breed and norrishtt be And groes in men by som degre That costom maks to folowe kynd Or els they spryng on trobled mind For charged conshens borthend soer Of som shrewd sact fowl don before Which pricks the inward parts of man That hed nor fancie rests not than Though boddy as his cosâ—om is Must â—leep or natuer helds with this Yet whear the conshens is not clean Thear seeks the deuell for to lean And 〈◊〉 no way that may be sought 〈◊〉 plant ther in dispaired thought And maks the dreamar lowd to crie He coms I se him with mine eie And sweats for fear this known I haue And hard howe som do vse to raue And start vpright as they wear woed Som saye hit cometh of a bloed A bloed I fear as doctors saith That springeth of defaut of fayth Som aer of such a weak beleef They thinke each mouse should be a théef And euery Rat that runs about Should be a Deuell out of dout Sutch folke as well daer lye aloen As I dare eat a lode of stoen God neuer thought was on that day At night than how should any way Sutch helhoundes sleep of deulysh deeds Nothyng but fearfull dreams proseeds Their minds on mischeef runs so fast That feare of God or world is past As long as they can finde a maet To chat with all to lie or praet In suertie than ye â—all on hoef They thank they stand amid their roef But whâ—n aloen they hap to goe Thear conshens doth accues them soe They may not syt ne sleep nor rest But gnawing worms are in theyr brest And trembling thoghts doth them confound Theas men must needs now sleep vnsound Of whoe 's mad dreams so God mee speed I thinke wise folke ought take good heed And giue them counsell in this cace And learn them for to feell the grace That god doth promes to vs all With faithfull hart that to him call Good prayer suer may salue this greef This is a part of my beleef And
fruetfull feeld what can be sweet or sownd But in that soyl whear for offence is due correction fownd Wee make the sâ—uill lawes to shien and by example mield Reform the rued rebuek the bold and tame the contrey wyeld We venter goods and lius ye knoe and trauill seas and land To bring by trafick heaps of wealth and treasuer to your hand We aer astay and stoer howse boeth to kingdoms farr and neer A cawse of plentie throw foersyght whan things war scarce and deer And thoghe our ioy be moest in peace and peace we do maintain Whear on to prince and realm throw out doth ries great welth and gain Yet haue we soldyars as you see that stoers but whan we pleas And sarus our torns in howshold things and sits in shop at eas And yet daer blaed hit with the best when cawse of contrey coms And cals out courage to the fight by sound of warlike Droms We Marchants keep a mean vnmixt with any tarryng partâ— And bryng boeth Treble and the Baess in order still by art A Souldiour shal be liked well if his dezarts be sutch A noble mind for noble acts shall suer be honord mutch But if men glory all in warres and peace disdayns in deed We skorn with any Siroep sweet their humour sowre to feed And blest be God we haue a Prince by whom our peace is kept And vnder whom this Citie long and land hath safly slept From whom liekwyes a thousand gifts of grace enioy we do And feell from God in this her raygne ten thousand blessyngs to Behold but how all secrets fâ—en of falshed coms to light In these her dayes and God taks part with her in troeth and right And mark how mad Dissenshon thriues that would set warres abroetch Who sets to saell poer peoples liues and gets but viell reproetch And endles shaem for all their sleights O England ioy with vs And kis the steps whear she doth tread that keeps her countrey thus In peace and rest and perfait stay whearfore the god of peace In peace by peace our peace presarue and her long lief encreace ¶ This was to be don and put in exersies befoer the Queen cam to the knittyng vp of the matter but perswasion beyng dismist the battry was planted befoer the FORT and they within so straitly enclosed that they must needs abied the mercy of the Sword and Cannon ¶ At which instant in the after noen that present day the Prince was in her Skaffold to beholde the sucksesse of these offers of warre and so went the Battry of and the asâ—aut was geuen in as mutch order as might be the enemie was three times repolsed and beholdyng nue suckors commyng from the Courte to the Forts great comfort the enemye agred on a parley whearin was rehersyd that the cortain was beaten down and the fort maed sawtable and yet the enemie to saue the liues of good Citizens and Soldiors thearof would giue them leaue to depart with bag and bagaeg as order of wars required To the which the Fort maed answer that the Corttayns nor Bulwarks was not their defence but the corrage of good peple the force of a mighty prince who saet and beheld all these doyngs was the thyng they trusted to on which answer the enemie retired and so condicions of peace wear drawn and agreed of at which peace boeth the sides shot of their Arttillery iâ— sien of a triumphe and so â—â—yinge God saue the Queen these triumphes and waâ—lâ—k pastimes finished the Prince likyng the handlyng of these causes verie well sent iâ— hundreth crownes to make the Souldiors a banket Now heer is to be considered that the Prince went into the Gallees and so down to Kyngroed aer these things wear brought to an end ¶ At her highnes departuer a gentilman in the confiens of the Towns liberties spaek this speech that follows The dolfull a Due OUr Ioy is ioynd with greuous groens Our triumphe tornd to tears The brantch whoe 's blosoms gladnes broght a bitter berry bears In howse and street whear mirth was hard is moen and moorning noies The sommer day is dimd with clowds eclypsed aer our ioyes The loedstar leaus our wished cowrs and clims the heauens hie Our sofrant will no longer lord in walls of Brislow lye No maruell sins our barrain soyl and ground of groes deuyce Haeth yelded no thing that might pleas a prince of so great price Our deuties aer not half dischargd no thoghe we kist the grownd And prostraet fall full flat on face whear her foet steps aer fownd The Persians daer not cast vp eies nor loek apon thear king Shall Christians then presuem to preace on sutch a Sacred thyng And tho no part of duties bownds â— nod forbid I say But that the lords anointed should be honord eury way Long loâ—kt this Câ—â—te for a prince loâ—g â—eâ—s and many a yeer A â—ing or Queâ—n beheld this town short time she taâ—yes heer Good fortuen folow thee O Queen god gieb thy doings all A world of threfold blessed happ apon thy kingdom fall As loeth to taek our heauy leaue as leaue our lius in deed A due deeâ— lady of this land the liuing Lord thee speed ¶ Som of these Speeches could not be spoken by means of a Scholâ—maister who enuied that any stranger should set forth these shoes FINIS ☞ A Skirmishe at Dumbar Vnder the pretence of peace they shotte in oâ—â— faces One mâ—â—laine at the 〈◊〉 All haue noâ— same that do well Sir Harry Kniuet hurte manfully at the charge Tvvelue men of good name slaine on the FreÌ„ch side and v. gentlemen taken prisoners The â—ishop of Valence The vvoman vvas duckt in vvater The bloudy monday Sir Iames a Croâ—â—es led the soldiours on their enemies The lord Gray that novve is vvas sore hurte at a valiaunt charge he gaue Rashnes of souldiouâ—s running out veide of condâ—â—â— losâ—th all many tymes Sir Andrevve Corbet vvas here and other gentlemen Policy 〈…〉 of all gouernmentes Maister Pellam Lieutenaunt of â—he ordinaunce Captaine Randall gaue vvarning vvhen thassault should beginne The Earle of VVorceters brother maister Frances Somerset Sir Frances Leake came to our reliefe A larom in our ovvn campe by the French policie The byshop of Valence from Fraunce My Lorde of Burleighe that novveâ— came to conclude thâ—s peace Lord Bâ—rleigh ended these bâ—oyleâ— Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note Note A right figure of Death A pattern of death My Lord of Sussex â—orâ—eys I set out in my secoÌ„d book Note Note The Duke chattilleroy waâ— at this â—eeâ—e and 〈◊〉 away disâ—oraged Note Battred And randered Chery Prouision â—as made for tâ—e preseruation of sicke persoÌ„s mâ—n â–ª vvomen and children 〈◊〉 A â—oet of iorney to â—eâ—ell Sir Thomas Manners two nombers vnder oen Aâ—seent Of footmen was sent before to sâ—ay the gates Two fawlters punished Syr Simon Burley complaines to him that knows
A white cote did become both ware and wise And serude as well as any souldiour might With bowe and bill suche weapons as we vse And oft therewith they put the Frenche to flight What marueile not you knowe this is no newes The bowe hath ofte made them the field refuse The bowe is feard as farre as flies our fame And bowes I weene wan Englishmen the name Our enemies still to skirmishe vs procuerd And gald our beste and ouldest souldiours sore I tell you trothe the heate of this enduerd Full long wherby our men away we wore But God be thankt the Frenchmens losse was more For still they spente vpon the stock ye knoe When we without had meane to come by moe By depe foresight a mounte there was deuisde Which bare the name of Pellam for the space I had forgot how Frenchmen cam disgisde In womens wedes like queanes with muffled face They did no acte but sone they tooke the chace I â—ee that passe and of the mounte I treate Where to be playne the seruice was full greate The Captaine there one Cutbert Vaughan was And ioynd with him there were a number mo This mounte thus made the campe away did passe More nere the towne how much I nede not shoo This mounte to Leeth was still a daily foo The peces there a longe the rampere shott Some harme they did but what full fewe men wott Vpon the sandes they could no cockells seeke But that this forte might easely them anoy Some derely bought their muskels eury weeke Some sacrifisde their horse to swete saint Loy Some in their heads did take so mad a toy They neuer spake a worde ne good nor ill Some lernde to feele the weight of our black â—ill A bande of horse there were to warde that forte Which eury day did serue full worthely With whom the French some times for chaunge of sporte Would mete and so the matter would they trye The Frenche full oft I can not this denye Maâ—e Sallies forth as â—ryme as men might do And so went home with blud and honor to But commonly in dede the worst they gate Yet stil they brau'd and bare their fortune out Their warlike shiftes they were of suche a traed My penne shall but ecclips them out of doute To painte them right but since I go aboute To praise them thus I will procede for shame And let them haue their owne deserued fame First all they did was drawen by orders skill And seld they paste the boundes of reasons lore By pointe deuise they skirmished at will That we perceiud they practised no more That we feard not and had not seen before They put in vse thus still their heads they bende To purchase prayse and eke the towne defende Great neede they had them selues to vse full well For all their liues vpon their doings laye What should I more vpon this matter dwell To tier your eares and waste the time away There was no side stode idell halfe the daye But on both partes for seruice driftes were founde And euery howre we draue them from their grounde At Pellams mounte by foote and horsemen both This trade full long did there the souldiours kepe Whose payne was much and sore I tell you trothe For at no time in quiet could they slepe And specially when day began to pepâ— The shot went of then souldiours to their toyle And as hap drewe they did abide the spoyle I nowe returne vnto our campe awhyle That laye where shot did daily them salute And where the Frenche with many a warlike wyle Did showe our men of warres what was the frute And where some get their death by littell suet A skarre a maime and suche a rude rewarde As moste men findes that do that life regarde I spake afore of bickrings by the Frenche But here the heate of seruing might be seen They bearded vs and made them trenche for trenche And shewed them selues trimme souldiours as I ween But what of that we came to serue the Queene Though to our losse our courage did we vse We forst our foes their trenche at lengthe refuse And to their milles we wente and burnt them downe Slew them we founde where many hurte were than In seruice great right nere before the towne Our hap was such that we the honour wan Not onely here but euer when began A skirmishe or a bickering any where Which as we gesse we wanted seldome there A thondring noies they made when they came foorth Their ratling shot did perce the cloudes me thought To show the truthe their Corriars were more woorth Then double tolde the peces that we brought And to be plaine our shot they counted nought Yet as it was when that our men came nere The Frenchmen bought their comming forth full dere Yet would they not be kept no tyme within An hundreth tymes they issued out I gesse And sought for death their honor for to wyn What ere they loste they braud no whit the lesse If here I should all skirmisshes expresse What they haue done what we haue wrought likewise Of paper sure a quere would not suffice Unto my tale my penne I praye thee passe What humâ—r brought thy reason here so wyde You knowe good folkes in what discours I was The campe thus plaste we did reliefe abide Muche losse eche daye we had I will not hide And greater harme was likely to ensue If some had not made vp their bandes anewe Of watche and warde our men so wery were They carelesse stoode of any hap at all The nightes were fowle the dayes not very fear The countrie could their garmentes thinne and small And still vpon their Captaines gan they call A saute a saute we lye ore long in trenche Let vs go spende our liues vpon the Frenche It seemed good the towne for to assaile Men willing were in Princes cause to fight The battry shot but that did not preuaile Muche ponder spente the charges was not light Smale skathe it did as semed to our sight This dare I saye so sharpe a pele so ronge I neuer harde but yet it durde not long For this assault lewde ladders viele and nought The souldiours had which were to shorte God wot The profe thereof with blud the poore men bought Had they ben long the towne we might haue got But looke what God assigned to our lot We could not shonne nedes must it come to passe That he appointes as there good triall was Let those thinges go I kepe an other vaine Of this assault the manner show I shall First were our men in battaile rangid plaine And gardid well with horsemen were they all The reste in trenche did stand as did befall Till warning made of Randall maior there At which they past to Leeth withouten fere The drommes did sounde the trumpettes blew alowde The Cannons shot the bowmen stode not still The smoke was like a fogge or mistie clowde That poulder made our souldiours lackt
and order taken for our retorn from Donbriâ—taine the Camp martched homewards coÌ„ming to Glasâ—o wher our power reposed them selues a whiel either than or soen after they besieged Hammulton Castell tooke hit whearin there was the bishop of saynt Andros son Lord Daui son to to the Duke Shattilleroy sundry gentilmen of Scotland and this castell subdued and blown vp was a terrour to the rest that as yet our camp had not viseted and for the more â—â—en of victory the generall broght from this castell a dozen good bras peeces which now remain in EnglaÌ„d Eatch thiÌ„g randered and put vnder the commandement and plesure of our generall at Hammulton from thens the camp marched to many placis of importance ouerthrue housis and pallacis that belonged to any notorios enemie or falsefyer of promes fidelitie AmoÌ„g the rest was the Dueks house bornt a staetly and delicaet palace and thrée or foure myles about the saem was ransaekt and spoyled with â—laem and fier A pyell called Netherrey the Lord Seactons house was by the enimies fortifyed and yet the lady of the castell was glad to make humble peticion on her knées for the Generals fauor and after her suet and submission she kissed the keyes of the aforesayd seat and deliured them from her by which humility she found fauor at the Generals hand coÌ„dicionally that a Baron shuld be bound with her that this castel shuld euer heerafter be at the deuotion of the Queenes Maiestie our mestres and so the band was maed and order taken Another place called Commernawd the Lord Flemmings cheef house was yelded vpon great suet maed to the generall who took the lyk bande and order thearfore as was taken of Netherrey The Lady LiddingtoÌ„ great with child mistrusting her self or her husbands double dealings towards our countrey in great fear began to flée But Syr VVilliam Dâ—ury héering therof sent her word he came not to make warres with women but rather to sho pitie to the weake and comfortles thereupon she stayd had no further harm I haue kept this in stoer as a thing to be throwly conâ—ithered wiâ—h is the comming to Lâ—â—â—hoe the vsaeg therof don only for a speciall poynt of seuerâ—â—â—e to terrefie the stobborn stomacks inconstantnes of proud people The Generall hauyng entred the towne called for the Prouost and commanded him to prepare with all expedicion to receiue a iust plaege and correction thorowe the whole towne for treason and vnpardonable offencis committed And deeclaring that the inhabitantes thereof had suckored and supported traytors to our contrey contrary to the leags quietnes of the realms of England and Skotland and for that cawse he was fully resolued to ouerthroe that town and receptakul of traytors and so commaunded eatch Captayn and souldiour what so euer they were vnder his charge to se due execution on that which he purposed and takyng good regarde that the goods thereof shold not be possest by Englishe souldiours nor lost or cast away by vehemencie of fyer he wylled the prouost to appoynt a place conuenient to bring the sayd goods vnto whiche might be employed to the Skottes mens vse and commoditie And the Generall grauntid vppon his owne corâ—tezy eury noble mans lodging and Captayns howse to be free from hornyng The enemies all this season beholding a far of the suckses of theas matters Thus as the day and owre approtched for this determined execution caem the Earl Mortton as intercessor to entreat and sue for pardon yf fauour might be porchased and the Earll Mortton broght before the Generall a multitude of wayling people whoe 's mourning and pitious cryes was perssing importuâ—aet The Generall heering thear requestes answered For many cawses the town oght to be destroyed consythering howe diuers enemies whoe 's prowd practises wear not to be suffree had allwayes thear a common resort and conference and further quod he the corttezy that is shewed to such placis of repaire haeth embolâ—ned the rest of Skotlande to vse â—epen violence and secret villanies to the preiudice of Gods glory hinderance of the weall publik and breach of good lawes and pollecies Wherfore sayd he to the warnyng of thowsands and example of many hit wâ—s fytt moest meet in that cace of exstremitie to race ouâ— sutch monumentes of mischiefes and harbor of wicked conspiracies and especially that towne hauyng crakked credit in a bloddy action before deserued now doble afflicttion Well yet notwithstanding for all theas earnest and threatnyng wordes of Syr VVilliam Drury the people of all sortes so preased about hym and maed sutche pytefull cryes and noyes with children lyeng on the ground sukking of theyr mothers breastes that he was inwardly moued to rue on thear wretched estaet and albeit in sundry seruesis before diuers Skots men had naghtelly discharged sertayne shott at him paraduenture by the practies of som thear in presence yet was he content vppon sutch condicions as he thoght good to receiue the towne of Lithco to mercie And ordayned by suer bande and promes that the prouoest and cheefest of gouerment thear shuld followe the camp and att all tymes apeer when they wear called for at Barwyk and thear to submit them selues their towne and goodes to the clemencie of the Queenes hyghnes or sutch order as my Lord of Sussex by her consent thoght necessary to which bands and condicions they of Lithco agreed for that thear regent was slayn and noen than instituted to whom they had geuen fayth of alleagance they coÌ„fessed that noen might commaund them anâ— way without licence of him that â—ound them in this seruitude to whom boeth thear promes and obligation was passed and at this day as by their appâ—rancies haeth ben proued they are not discharged of this homage and duety to knit vp theas matters and reuenge som iniuries y Duke Chattilleroy had offred A howse of the Dukes howse in 〈◊〉 was blowen in the ayre with powlder â—â—thcoâ— â—roght in obedience as you haue hard vnto some other parts of importance they martched and casting the worst of mischeefes that might fortune consytheryng heir small number and the great practises were gon about to supplant their doynges they thoght not good to enter Edenbroeghe without standing so sure on their garde that they needed not to doubt any double or crooked measure Which sure handlyng of the matter dyd not onely shew the dâ—uâ—seâ—s thereof to haue good conduyt and experience but in deede also eschewed an inconuenieÌ„ce as yll as a mischeef For the enemies had fynely by frawd and conning wroght sutch a feat thorowe the deuice of a fray to be maed in the suburbes that a great murther had burst out sodaynly and no small blodshed had ben set a brotch by the saem yf God and good gyding of the people had not auoyded these harms and eminent danger And to be playne som inward moshon moued the Generall so suspiciously
heapps of hazards aer And haâ—dnes great you find with hongrie faer You ward the day and watch the winters night In frost in cold in son and heat also 〈◊〉 aer so bent that labor â—eemeth light 〈…〉 the steed of ioy you welcom woe For wealth you taek sutch Want as doth be fall Noâ— shonning gere of but tasting sorrows all Moer glad â—odie thaâ— liue with blaem or blot Moest redy still whear least is to be got And least exsteemed of all the men that liues Lik hackney hors cast of when torn is sarud Yet aer you thoes that greatest honor giues If world may iudg what soldiars haue dezarud Unto your prince for you aer paell and park To keep the deer and lanterns in the dark To shoe them light that ells at plain noon daye Might stomble down or sleely shrink a waye Who bâ—eds the bront or who bears of the bloes But you a loen yea who doth sho his face In time of need a mong our forrain foes Or boldly saith let me suplye your place Toeshe that 's a taell was neuer hard nor seen That any one to serue a king or quéen Did striue with you or ofred half so much For faem as they who now theas versys tutch Whearfore step out and bear a brantch of bayes In sien of world the victors suer you aer For this I knoe in right respect of praies And worthy lawd may noen with you compaer You may be calâ—e the awâ—ull marshall band The iewels â—â—ye and garlands of the land The budds of faem and blosoms of renowne The contreys hoep and beawty of the crown Now must you mark I mean not hierlings heer Nor sommer birds and swallows for the time That wagis taeks and sarus but oens a yeer And sprowts a whiell as flowrs do in the prime But thoes whoe 's minds and noble manners shoes In peace and warr loe thear a soldior goes Of lief moest cleer of deed and word full Iust In triall still a man of speshall trust Finis THE VVHOLE ORder howe oure Soueraigne Ladye Queene Elizabeth was receyued into the Citie of Bristow and the speaches spoken before her presens at her entry with the residue of versis and matter that might not be spoken for distance of the place but sent in a boek ouer the Waetter At the hie Crosse in a disgised manner stoed Yaem very orderly set forth and spoke as followeth by an excelent boy NO fleet of foet nor swift of wyng nor skarce the thought in brest Nor yet the Arrowe out of Bee nor Wynde that sâ—ld doth rest Compaers with me quick worlds report that som calls Flying Faem A bruet of prayes a blast of pomp a blazer of good naem The only lawd that kyngs do seek a Ioy to â—atch estaet A welcom freend that all men loues and noen a liue doth haet Saluets the Queen of raer renowne whose goodly gifts deuien Throw Earth and Ayre with glory great shall passe this tromp of mien And knowyng of thy commyng heer my duetty had me goe Before vnto this present place the nues therof to shoe No soenner was pronownst the name but Baebs in street gan leap The youth the age the ritch the poer cam runnyng all on heap And clappyng hands cried maynly out O blessed be the owre Our queen is comming to the town with princely trayn and powre Than collors cast they oer the wawls and deckt old howsis gaye Out flue the bags a bout afayrs that long a hording laye A sid they set thear townishe trashe and works of gredy gayen And tornd thear toils to sports and mirth and warlike pastimes playn As shal be seen to morn in feeld if that your highnes pleas Whear duelie haeth deuiesd by art a shoe on land and seas To vtter matter yet vnknown that shall explayned be By sutch dom sights and shoes of war as thear your grace shall se. Thus subiects means to honor prince whoe 's sight they haue enioyd Moest glad hit is thear hap to haue thear saruice so employd ¶ Than FAEM flang vp a great Garland to the reioysyng of the beholders At the next Gaet and neer her highnes lodgyng stoed .iij. other boyes called Salutacion Gratulacion and Obedient goodwil and .ij. of these boyes spake as follows and all they three drue theyr swords whan it was named the hoel staet is reddie to defend agaynst all dissencions a pesable Prynce Salutacion the first boy ALl hayll O plant of grace and speshall sprout of faem Most welcom to this Western coest O Perll and princely daem As loe a custom is whear humble subiects dwels When Prince aprocheth neer their vew for ioy to ryng their bels So all that beareth lief in Bristow now this day Salutes the Queen from deepth of breast with welcom euery way And wee poer silly boyes that cam from skoell of laet Reioyce and clap our hands withall as members of thy staet Our dueties heer to shoe and further moer in déed Thear is a cause whâ—arfore we say thy helpyng hand we need 〈◊〉 is O mightie Queen in waâ— of myrth and sport A master moud â—ween Peace and warre and therfore buylt a Fort. Dissenshon breeds the brawll and that is Pomp and Pried The Fort on law and order stands and still in peace would bied The Warrs is wicked world as by his fruet is seen The Fortres representith peace and takes thy part O Queen It seems the Gods haue sent in this great quarell now A noble Iudge that shall with speed decied the matter throw Gratulation the second boy YEa suer this is a fien that all the gods aboue Taks part with vs and freely heer doth men and childern loue In sutch a sharp conflyet to send to suer a staye That shall surseace Bellonas brags and end our fearfull fray A sottell Snack of laet with sopple sugred words Haeth sleely crept in brestes of men and drawn out naked swords And with his wrangling taells haeth stoâ—rd vp strife ynoughe And drawn the marchant from his traed and plowman from the ploughe Disenshon is his naem that all this mischeef breeds Who still with drosse and roemish dregs blinde peoples humour feeds And maks them mortall sick and sway somtims a sied With wicked warrs and wilfull brawls that should with peace abied But yet O peeâ—les Prince a true and loyall flock Agaynst the prowd presomtuous minds are bâ—nt to stand the shock And swears by sacred Gods not oâ—n within this soyll But reddy aâ—r with lâ—sse of lief to giue thy foes a foyll For prâ—â—f the feble youth and baâ—bs of tender aeg Daer draw their swords in this attempt to corb disorders raeg Sens Englands hoep is com to payse these things in brest We daer not stay her longer heer whose trauell craueth rest ¶ Obedient good will the thyrd boy who could not speak time was so far spent YEt if the Prince wold stay or if men might make choice Of