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A90403 The penitant traytor or the humble confession of a Devonshire gentleman, who was condemned for high treason, and executed at Tyborne for the same, in the raigne of King Henry the third, the ninteenth of July, 1267. You may sing this if you please. To the tune of, Fortune my foe. 1647 (1647) Wing P1237; Thomason 669.f.11[35]; ESTC R210514 2,799 1

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The penitant Traytor or the humble Confession of a Devonshire Gentleman who was condemned for high treason and executed at Tyborne for the same in the Raigne of King Henry the third the ninteenth of July 1267. You may sing this if you please To the Tune of Fortune my Foe ATtend good Christian people to my Story A sadder yet did never come before ye What I have beene and am and like to bee I will declare whilst you give eare to me Love griefe and zeale doth make me sing this Dittie To warne my Brethren of each close Commitie That each of them learne like a good Disciple To shun fowle Treason and the Tree that 's triple Long time I liv'd i' th' Country next to Cornwall And there my Children were both bred and borne all Great was my credit as my debts did speake And now I le shew you why my neck must breake A Parliament was called in November I for the Commons was cryd up a Member With coyne and cogging I got peoples voyces Whereby I was elected with loud noyses My wicked Life I do lament with Teares I was in debt quite over Head and Eares But when I purchast a Committe Chaire My broken State I quickly did repaire I had the Art to threaten or insinuate And as I pleas'd encrease faults or extinuate My frowne or smile was forcible and mighty As cold as Ice or hot as Aquavitie I got some two and twenty of my Faction All witty Members and all men of Action We as we pleas'd made all our Brethren Widgeons We wink'd at Tumults and at strange Religions For though by tale we sat above foure hundred Yet I my selfe was for the first part numbred Most of the rest were crowned men of Goram And I was almost Dominas Factotum Faire séeming Piety I made my Mantle But of good Conscience I ne're had one cantle My fellow Knaves and I conglutinated So fast we ne're thought to be seperated Thus by my Faction the whole House was sway'd But most to me the people flock'd for ayd I promis'd ease for all their griefes most troublesome Yet rack'd them more then ten times twice the doublesome I was in hope my raigne should be perpetuall Which made me proud and very bold to cheat you all The Kingdome groan'd and under slavery lingers Whilst like a cunning Cooke I lick'd my Fingers Those who were griev'd I gravely did aduise They should Petitions bring in humble wise Which I did frame my selfe and thus did rooke 'um They paid me when I gave and when I tooke ' um The King himselfe with slanders I disgraced His faithfull Servants from him I displaced Taxes on taxes on the people passes And they did beare the burthens like tame Asses I purchast Land for Plough and Pasture Ground As much as cost me nere ten thousand pound I waxed rich my State was mighty made Which proves a Chaire-man was a thriving Trade Thus did I rise when better men did fall My Wealth encreac'd I got the Devill and all Fooles brought me gold and plate in hugger-mugger Besides eight hundred pounds worth of loafe sugger The twentyeth part the wéekly Fasting Dayes The feazement for the Sots and Subsidyes The wéekly seazements for the Trained Bands The Crownes Revenue and the Churches Lands The Contributions Sequestrations Plunder The sale of Offices The Queen was then a French-woman she was Daughter to the Earle of Provence in the 20 yeare of the Kings raigne Stow Page 184. inforc'd Loanes 't is wonder This all is true as true Records doth sing When as th●rd Henry was this Kingdomes King Thus I gain'd much and by my Money-Pole And something like Excize these made me whole My Children Portions too with much content I playd in State my Act of Parliament And least my Plots should after be unmask'd And how I got such wealth might chance be ask'd I cast about how I might gaine such power As might from future justice me secure Then first I labour'd to devest the Crowne Of all Prerogatives and to bring them downe First to both Houses then but one shonld have it Five Members next and last my selfe would crave it But I did know the State would not admit Such c●ange unlesse the Church did usher it I left the old Religion for aduantage Endeavouring to erect on which did want age Which when the learned Levites did withstand Regarding Gods word more then my command Such I supprest and made for which I woe am The basest people Priests like Jeroboam Then each Profession sent out Preachers moe Then both the two Universities could doe T'handle a Text the Good wifes fingers itches She dares preach with her Husband for the britches I first committed sacrilegious hansells I rob'd both Chappell Church and Chancell I said Gods Table was a Popish Alter For which you sée that my reward 's a Halter By this new godlinesse but few did gaine The rest for want of Trading did complaine I told them 't was a wicked Counsellor's plot And till his head went off their wares would not This great mans guilt was Loyallty and Wisdome Which made me cast about me to worke his doome The Sword of Justice was too short to do 't Ten thousand Clubs must therefore inch it out He thus knock'd downe some others for like crime Were sent to Prison some escap'd in time Thus Law and Equity in awe were kéept here And Clubs were taught how to controule the Scepter We tooke from th' upper House Votes five times five And they aym'd at the Kings Voyce Negative Which to effect we did an Order make That what he would not give our selves would take Then we Petition'd that the Forts and Towers And all the strength o' th' Kingdome might be ours This was to save the King from forraigne dangers As if h' had better fall by us then Strangers Whilst he denyes they legally are seiz'd on By a Law call'd Resolu'd upon the Question But still his chiefe strength was above our Arts His righteous Cause and 's loyall Subjects Hearts The King at Evesham gave the Rebells battle Whereas he made Bones in their Skins to rattle Leicester was slaine This Battle was fought at Evesham in Worcester-shire on Fryday the 5 of August 1265. Stow page 195. who was their Generall And sixtéene Lords with him likewise did fall Thus was their Army all to shatters shaken Ten thousand men slaine and as many taken Some hundreds suffered punishment condignant For being as I am a foule Malignant Thus did the whéele of Fortune turne quite round And my mis●déeds my Conscience déepe doth wound I had bin better to have liv'd in beggery Then thus to fall into the hands of Gregory Oh Tyborne There was a Wag-halter living in those times whose name was Gregorie Hen. Mounmouth page 2000. Tyborne oh thou sad Triangle A Viler weight ne're under thée did dangle Sée here I 'm come at last with Hempe so new To give thée what was long before thy due How would I blesse thée couldst thou take away My Life and Infamie both in one day But this in Ballads will survive I know Sung to that solemne Tune Fortune my Foe Then marke good Christian people and take héed Vse not Religion for an upper Wéed Serue God sincerely touch not his Anoynted And then your Necks shall never be dis-joynted God blesse the King the Quéene and all their Children And pardon me what I ' gainst them have ill done May one of that brave Race still rule this Nation So I beseech you sing the Lamentation FINIS