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B04727
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A pleasant new ballad, shewing how Sir Iohn Armstrong and Nathaniel Musgrave fell in love with Lady Dacres daughter of the north; and of the strife that was between them for her, and how they wrought the death of one hundred men. To a new northern tune.
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1663-1674?
(1674)
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Wing P2556B; ESTC R181872
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A pleasant new ballad shewing how Sir Iohn Armstrong and Nathaniel Musgrave fell in Love with the Lady Dacres Daughter of the North and of the strife that was between them for her and how they wrought the Death of one hundred men To a new Northern Tune AS it fell out one Whitsunday the blith time of the year When chery tree was clad with gréen and pretty Birds sing clear The Lady Dacres took her way Vnto the Church that pleasant day With her fair daughter fresh and gay a bright and bonny Lasse Fa la tre dang de do trang trole lo trang de do With hey trang trole lo lye she was a bonny Lass Sir Michael Musgrave in like sort to Church repaired then And so did sir John Armstrong too with all his merry men Two greater friends there could not be Nor braver Knights for Chivalry Both Batchelors of high degree fit for a bonny Lasse They sat them down upon one seat like loving brethren dear With hearts and minds devoutly bent Gods service for to hear But rising from their Prayers tho Their eyes a ranging streight did go Which wrought their utter overthrow all for one bonny Lasse Qd. Musgrave unto Armstrong then yon sits the swéetest Dame That ever for her fair beauty within this Country came Insooth quoth Armstrong presently Your judgement I must verefie There never came unto my eye a braver bonny Lasse I swear said Musgrave by this sword which did my Knight-hood win To steal away so swéet a Dame could be no ghostly sin That déed qd Armstrong would be ill Except he had her right good will That your desire she would fulfill and be thy bonny Lasse By this the service quite was done and home the people past They wisht a blister on his tongue that made thereof such hast At the Church door y e knights did méet The Lady Dacres for to greet But most of all her daughter sweet that beauteous bonny Lasse Said Armstrong to the Lady fair we both have made a vow At dinner for to be your Guests if you will it allow With that bespake that Lady free Sir Knights right welcom shall you be The happier men therefore are we for Love of this bonny Lasse Thus was y e knights both prickt in love both in one moment thrall'd And both with one fair Lady gay thus blind in Cupid call'd With humble thanks they went away Like wounded Harts chast all the day One would not to the other say they lov'd this bonny Lasse Fair Isabel on the other side as far in love was found So long brave Armstrong she had ey'd till love her heart did wound Brave Armstrong is my joy quoth she Would Chrift he were alone with me To talk an hour two or three with his fair bonny Lasse BVt as these knights together rode and homeward did repair Their talk and eke their countenance shewd their hearts were clog'd with care Fair Isabel the one did say Thou hast subdu'd my heart this day But she 's my joy did Musgrove say my bright and bonny Lasse With that these friends incontinent became most deadly foes For love of beautious Isabel great strife betwixt them rose Quoth Armstrong she shall be my wife Although for her I lose my life And thus began a deadly strife and for one bonny Lasse Thus two years long this grudge did grow these gallant Knights betwéen While they a wooing both did go unto this beautious Quéen And she who did their furies prove To neither would bewray her love The deadly quarrel to remove about this bonny Lasse But neither of her fair intreats nor yet her sharp dispute Would they appease their raging ire nor yet give ore their suit The Gentlemen of the North country At last did make this good decrée All for a perfert unity about this bonny Lasse The love sick knights should both be set within one hall so wide Each of them in a gallant sort even at a several tide And twixt them both for certainty Fair Isabel should placed be Of them to take her choice full frée most like a bonny Lasse And as she like an Angel bright betwixt them mildly stood She turned unto each several Knight with pale and changed blood Now am I at Liberty To make and take my choice quoth she Yea quoth the Knights we do agrée then chuse thou bonny Lasse O Musgrave thou art all too hot to be a Ladies Love Quoth she and Armstrong séems a sot where Love binds him to prove Of courage great is Musgrave still And sith to chuse I have my Will Sweet Armstrong shall my joys fulfill and I his bonny Lasse The Nobles and the Gentiles both that were in present place Rejoyced at this sweet record but Musgrave in disgrace Out of the Hall did take his way And Armstrong married was next day With Isabel his Lady gay a bright and bonny Lasse But Musgrave on the wedding day like to a Scotch-man dight In secret sort allured out the Bridegroom for to fight And he that will not out-brav'd be Vnto his challenge did agree Where he was slain most suddenly for his fair bonny Lasse The news hereof was quickly brought unto the Lovely Bride And many of young Armstrongs kin did after Musgrave ride They hew'd him when they had him got As small as flesh into the pot Lo thus befel a heavy Lot about this bonny Lasse The Lady young which did lament this cruel cursed strife For very grief died that day a Maiden and a Wife An hundred men that hapless day Did loose their Lives in that same fray And 'twixt those names as many say is deadly hate still biding FINIS Printed for F. Coles T. Vere and J. Wright