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A48599	Itur Mediteranium a true accompt given of the proceedings of the Right Honourable, Lord Glin, The Lord Chief Justice of England, and the Honourable Barron Hill, one of the Barrons for the Exchequer, in their Summer circuit in the counties of Berks, Oxford, Gloucester, Monmouth, Hereford, Worcester, Salope and Stafford.	Lineall, John.	1658 (1658)	Wing L2331; ESTC R22285	7,339	20

false Rumour did arise VVhich was the cause then of great wo Th e'nsuing lines the truth shall show STAFFORD Fear where no fear waa Being a true Relation of a strange passage that happened in the Shire Hall of Stafford in the County of Stafford the seventeenth day of August 1658. the Lord Glin Lord cheife Justice of England sitting there for Gaole delivirie and the right Honorable Baron Hill for Nisi Prisses Listen a while I will relate VVhat at Staffod befell of late At that Counties Summer Assize By a false rumour did arise Out of ones mouth on him I frown Who said a Beam was tumbling down Even that same time from roofe oft'hall VVhich did amaze both great and small The Barron from the bench did go The Lawyers followed him also Through all the croud that Judge did pass Till down the staires he gotten was The people pressed on the raile By force it broke which made them quaile Then they fell one upon another And some they did there almost smother One Lawyer lost part of his Gown Another had a broken crown Some there were bruised in the back and others legs they went to wrack Some lost their hats some lost their bands others were crusht in arms and hands Yea some through fear durst not arise Being more opprest then by Excise Some stood by them quaking through fear More then Quakers it did appear there many panted for more breath Expecting then untimely death Many were there pluckt from that place God knows whether they cal'd for grace or thought of heaven or else of Hell Upon the stairs they did them quell they trod upon them pressing down Gentlemen Yeoman and the Clown Even as a storm it came in hast But God be prais'd that storm is past And though Reports most fals are spread there is but one of them yet dead His Name was William Pickard That fatall fall did him discard From living mens society To be in dead mens company Yet many there were bruised sore our Neighbors harms we must deplore the Sheriff heard one cry treason And he without a just Reason the Judge that time he did forsake And to his flight did him betake For hast he left his Cloak behind His Page him following did it find And to his Master gave again Reward he had then for his pain one womans smock it did appear Her petticotes Rent from her clear VVhether she lost them yea or no That for a truth I cannot show Another she her head cloaths lost Amongst the crowd as she was tost Her hair it fell about her eares She like a Fury then appears The Lord Chief Justice I commend Who there was constant to the end For from that Hall he would not start Like Nehemiah he plaid his part No base Sanballat could him fear Or make him flye it did appear He kept his place being grave and wise Though fals Reports did then arise He bad the Gaoler look to 's Jayl Lest in his trust he then should fail Yet for all that one ran away For all his hast one did him stay And brought him to the bar again Who then a Pris'ner did Remain Till he was sentenced to dye For stealing horse flesh certainly And yet that Williams is alive The Judge in love did him Reprieve But gave the Sheriff a command To banish him out of the Land I wish all theeves were served so Then Juries should have lesse to do And true men then enjoy their own Which by fals theeves is dayly stoln One woman she condemned was That kil'd her child alas alas that she should be so void of grace In whose lewd heart God had no place Her fact she did deny till death Yea till the Rope did stop her breath Four theeves were burned in the hand I wish no theeves were in England Then God should more be glorifi'd Whose truth by theeves is still deny'd I have you told the sum of all What then was done in Stafford Hall If you will walk now in that street A second News it shall you greet Some said that hall Roof was faln down Others cry'd fire was in the Town Some said this and others speak that And some they cry'd they knew not what Some ran like to Orlando mad To quench the fire which made some sad But God be prais'd no fire there was Though it for currant then did passe That shire Hall it is firm and sure In good Repair long to indure If any ask me the truth I le tell How that disaster first befell Which was the cause then of great wo As by experience some did know Some idle boyes were on the Hall There walking made the dust to fall Amongst the Lawyers at the bar And that was it first bred the scar then unadvised words one spake VVhich made many the Hall forsake If some had not then fled away their harms they had escap'd that day The Application MAns daies as swift doe passe as doth the tide Or as a Swallow which throug'th Aire doth glide Or as an Arrow from a strong mans Bowe And as a thought which God alone doth know As they are swift their number is unknown To us frail men one day we cannot own The number of our dayes God doth conceal To Adams Race he will not them Reveal Because that they should still prepare to die that we with him might live Eternally O that all men would learn for to be wise For in one hour great dangers may arise To the impairing of life goods and all To Gods choyce ones afflictions dayly fall Those men in Stafford Hall did not once dream That a fals Rumour of a falling Beam Should to their lives and limbs bring such decay The like was never heard off till that day Let those that scap'd then praise the Lord of might Who saw his judgements on their neighbors light Yet in great mercy did their lives then spare Who by desert should have had with them share At Stafford Town the Circuit there did end Then both the Judges homeward did intend The Lord Chief Justice Augusts eighteenth day Towards Harding in Flintshjre he rode away And Baron Hill from Stafford that day went To Taunton Deane he was then fully bent God blesse them both with uprightnesse of heart To clear the guiltless guilty make to smart Then where they sit that coast shall still be clear Not many theeves before them dare appear Penned by John Lineall FINIS

Itur Mediteranium A TRUE ACCOMPT Given of the PROCEEDINGS Of the Right Honourable Lord Glin The Lord chief Justice of England and the honourable Barron Hill one of the Barrons for the Exchequer in their Summer circuit in the Counties of Berks Oxford Gloucester Monmouth Hereford Worcester Salope and Stafford 2. Chron. 19. ver. 5.6 And he set Judges in the Land thorowout all the fenced Cittyes of Judah City by City And said to the Judges take heed what you do for ye Judge not for man but for the Lord who is with you in the Judgement Printed for the Author John Lineall and are to be sold by John Felton in Stafford 1658. BERKS. FIrst Barron hill at Reding sate Upon the Gaole I do relate The prisoners all they were set free Not one there dy'd upon the tree But three were burned in the hand For so the Barron did command OXFORD At Oxford Gaole delivery The Lord chief Justice sate truly He carryed things so just being wise That not one dy'd at that Assize Yet two were burned in the hand That Law they could not then withstand Let them take heed the second time Lest up the Gallows they do climb GLOUCESTER The Gloucester Scuffle between the Ordinary and the Jayler where the Ordinary for speaking some extraordinary word before the right honourable Baron Hill who should have been ommitted to the Jaylers custody the 29. of July 1658. That Judge at Gloucester he did sit By vertue of Commission fit That Countyes wrongs there for to cure On Malefactors lewd impure Amongst the prisoners that were there One Ellis he did then appear Who had a peece of Bacon stolne Carrying it even as his own But though a thief in secret steal There is a God will it reveal For Ellis apprehended was And to the prison he must passe And being come unto the Jayl His courage then began to faile And after that convicted was For to be hang'd wo and alas That he should be so void of grace At Gallows for to end his Race No means there was his life to save Or to secure him from the grave But Psalm of mercy I am sure Out of Gods sacred word most pure That Psalm the Judge he would not graunt Which did the prisoner then much daunt He thought that he should hanged be And end his dayes at'th fatall tree The sixtieth Psalm the Judge him gave Though Psalm of mercy he did crave That Psalm he could not read nor scan Alas a young ignorant man That Oxford nor yet Cambridge saw He standing thers worse then a Daw A Daw he can caw and chatter But he said nothing to the matter He stood before the Bench as dumb This is the truth the all and some The Ordinary there in place He thought it was no great disgrace To save a Fellon from the tree Although convict for the every His conscience there he then did strain To teach the prisoner in that vain Lest he should dye a cursed death An halter for to stop his breath He thought a man of comely Feature Not fit to dye for that base creature By Moses Law was then unclean Though people now to swines flesh lean Th' ordinary speak he did not pause My Lord I am Judge in this cause To certifie that you may know Whether that Ellis read or no For those same words he there was check't What Justice could him then protect Who did as 't were the Judge withstand That had the power in his hand Under his Highnesse truth to scan The Judge he being an upright man The Ord'nary full seventy years old Committed was to'th Gaolers fold For those rash words he then did speak The Judge said Jayler do him take O no my Lord do you not so It 's more then you ought now to do For to commit me to the Jayl To make my courage so to quaile The truth I here must certifie The truth my Lord you 'l not deny He with the Jayler scuffled then He could not force him in his Pen Amongst that theevish crew to stand Although the Judge did so command After this brunt the Judge in love Although he did the prisoner prove Whether he could read or no The truth he there desir'd to know Then Ellis Psalme of mercy had Which made him jocund and full glad He then did straine his very throat To read though he read all by rote For it appeared unto me He could not read his A. B. C. Yet Ord'nary must yeeld to it To save him from deaths second writ To heaven or hell then for to go For to partake of bliss or wo He then was burned in the hand That law he could not there withstand Ordained against theevery To force them from their knavery The Judge askt him what that mark ment For Bacon my Lord I am shent Which shall be warning unto me To leave off all my theeverie The Judge and all to laughter fell The thiefe was sav'd though 's hand did smell Let him take heed of such about Lest gallows do him wholy rout From living mens society To be in dead mens company And there to lie and rot it'h ground Till the Arch Angels trumpet sound Th' Ord'nary was releast that day Who for the Baron still doth pray And to his tongue he will take heed Lest further strife it should him breed THE POSTSCRIPT A tragicall comedy it did prove Began in strife yet ended in great love The theefe was saved from the Gallows tree The Ord'nary freed from Gaolers crueltie Who would have rent his cloak there from his back And put the Ordinary to the wrack For he did bear to him a former grudge Oh how he joyd that he with him should trudge The Baron did his feircenesse there asswage Although he was then in a pettish rage Because he could not get him into'es bar For lucres sake and for the former jar He thought to have more then ord'nary fee From th' Ord'nary as many there might see But he from him released was that day And not on farthing to him he did pay For which he doth extoll the name of God Who freed him from the Jailors smarting rod The Gaole is worse then any cut throat Inn A place provided for to punnish sin I may compare it very ill to Hell For gingling Irons and for stinking smell Betwixt a Gaole and hell the difference this The one is finite th' others eternall is From Gales and hell O Lord deliver me And from my sinfull courses set me free So shall I praise and laud thy holy Name And teach still others for to do the same Two women executed were At Gloucester then it did appear By one her husband lost his life For she him stobd with a pen knife For which she traitor like was burn'd VVho in his lifetime at him spurn'd As one that could not him endure Their downfalls both she did procure Be warn'd by her ye wicked wives Lest like her ye do end your lives Th' other woman