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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A11433	Fortunes fashion pourtrayed in the troubles of the Ladie Elizabeth Gray, wife to Edward the fourth. Written by Tho. Sampson.	Sampson, Thomas, poet.	1613 (1613)	STC 21686; ESTC S104563	18,630	48

of ill Cursed and odious let such traitors be That howsoeuer to effect their will Regardlesse of all wrong against all right Dares to take armes against their King to fight So long too long with small or no regard I in that sanctuary did remaine Vntill at length for certaine truth I heard That princely Edward with a martiall traine At Rauensprugh neare Humber head was landed With many a gallant warlikly attended Which how it ioyd my soule no tongue can tell Then vnto God I did deuoutly pray To cast all Edwards foes as low as hell And giue to him a safe victorious day That he in triumph with hearts ioy might see His litle sonne presented him by me Whether my prayers were effectuall Or Edwards valor which the world renown'd But all his foes got such a heauie fall That he with victory againe was crown'd And many slaine the rest that reattempted Rebellious factions they such faults repented Warwicke and others of that traiterous faction Being slaine and ouerthrowne a iust reward For them that dealt in such rebellious action Their peacocks plumes were pluckt their brauerie mard Victorious Edward by the helpe of heauen Reign'd after this of yeares iust eleuen But then ô then for seldome good things last Fates enuious of earthly creatures good With swiftest speed and with a heedlesse haste Cruell in action glut themselues in bloud Of any one that cometh next to hand All men perforce within their furie stand But Atropos the cruelst of the three That spins and winds and cuts our threed of life As one inchanted seeing did not see When she did cut the threed that bred such strife For by his too soone death my woes began And tragicke fall of many a mightie man My forepast sorrowes might be termed ioyes And all my griefes were ioyes compard to this King Edward dide with him dide all my ioyes And I was banisht from all earthly blisse To the sad tortures of an earthly hell The least of all my woes no tongue can tell Seuen royall children to this King I bare Edward the fift by treason murthered Richard his brother had a deadly share For they were both together smothered Fiue daughters by this King I also had Wose fortunes some were good and others bad When palefac'd death had seiz'd vpon my King My Lord my loue the hope of all my ioy And by that stroake had blemisht euery thing That might preserue and keepe me from annoy The Nobles droopt the common people mournd And all my hopes to sad despaire were turnd Some sparke of future good I hop'd to see Since to the Crowne my sonne by due descent Was heire apparent but what state so free But trust in treason brings to hard euent Vsurping Richard such a plot laid downe To work their deaths and gain himself the Crown Such fearfull thoughts my senses so did fright That some mishap I feared would befall To the yong King sad visions in the night So troubled me I could not sleepe at all Deuouring beasts but most of all the Boare My tender child me thought with tusks did goare From Ludlow towards London the yong King Did go to haue his right the royall Crowne Litle suspecting trechery would spring Nor that his vnkle Gloc'ster would put downe The lawfull King the sonne of his owne brother But tyrannie regards ne one ne other To heape more sorrowes on my wounded heart My brother the Lord Riuers was arrested Sir Richard Gray and Vaughan bare a part As guiltie of the fact which they detested Whilst in Northampton in their Inne they stayed Vnwares alas they guiltlesse were betrayed The keyes of all the doores were safely kept By those that sought to worke their ouerthrow Whilst they nothing misdoubting soundly slept Litle suspecting vndeserued woe Would light on thē that to their Prince were loyal But truth by treason tript nere comes to triall Gloc'ster and Buckingham hauing effected Their bloudy plots gainst such as were my friends A warrant was with speed by them directed To bring those prisoners to vntimely ends And from Northampton vnto Ponfret they Like lambes to slaughter led were sent away Sir Richard Ratcliffe hauing the commission To him directed that by such a day He should be carefull with all expedition Those innocents most bloudily to slay He acted it without due course of lawes Or asking why or what should be the cause The cruell Dukes then poasted with all speed To Stony stratford where the King then lay The King alas not knowing of this deed Said Where 's my vnkle what doth cause him stay Gloc'ster replide my kinred traitors were As by due proofe his Maiestie should heare Saying they had conspir'd to rule the State To ouerthrow the Nobles of the land To rule the King and giue him the checke mate All the Nobilitie in great feare did stand Of them that had of late bene too much grac'd And now high time they should be all displac'd And that the Lord Gray brother to the King And with the King in presence at that time Might well be charged with the selfe same thing Thus did they plot the fall of me and mine The King replide that iustly he might sweare His brother Gray was innocent and cleare And with those words teares trickled from his eies But though that sight was pitifull to see It nought reclaimd them from their cruelties What sadder signe of griefe could euer be Then that a King whose word should be a law With teares should plead as though he stood in aw My father and my brethren murthered In this might well be seene the future hap Of ill presaged fortune furthered By those two bloudie Dukes that sought to wrap In sad despaire and death me and my friends And bring vs quickly to vntimely ends When I had heard of this vnlookt for lot This vndeserued crueltie inflicted Vpon my brother who without all spot Had cleare remaind and could not be conuicted Of any one conceiued thought of ill Against his King in heart in mind or will Vnto the Sanctuary then I fled My friends and children I did take with me To scape their hands that sought our blouds to shed Cleare out of hope that euer I should see My son receiue the Crowne my feare prou'd true Which shortly after I had cause to rue The litle King was brought vnto the Tower As surest place of safetie for his person Accursed be that day and fatall hower That ere he entred there for his subuersion Was by the Dukes in cruell fashion wrought When least of death alas he had a thought And to cut off Edwards posteritie From sitting in their Fathers regall seate My yonger sonne with me in Sanctuarie They plotted how they might by false deceit Take him from me that to augment my paine Euen at one instant they might both be slaine Which to effect the Cardinall was sent To deale with me to get my second sonne Into their hands which deed I now repent I thought

full litle that they would haue done In action or in thought the smallest thing That any way might preiudice their King The Cardinall alledg'd the Kings desire To haue his brother in his companie And that it kindled had the Nobles ire That I should doubt or be in iealousie Of them that were the rulers of the land And were allide to them in natures band I not denide but that I thought it fit For brethren then in their minoritie To be together if that were onely it That caused them of the nobilitie To wish to haue my sonne sent to his brother That they might sport and play one with another My trembling heart did inwardly so quake That I did feare as then I knew not what My inward thoughts enforc'd my ioynts to shake As fearing this and then misdoubting that But what to feare alas I could not tell But that my sonne was sickly and not well I told the Card'nall that not long before A dangerous sicknesse had afflicted him And that cold aire would aggrauate it more And therefore I being nearest of his kin Was fittest yet to keepe him there with me For then his mother who could dearer be And to the Card'nall I with teares did say Recall to mind my Lord the grace and loue The King my husband gaue you many yeares As by experience you did daily proue Requite that loue to his posteritie When most you thinke them in extremitie And as I here deliuer vnto you This litle Duke the brother to your King If you to him hereafter proue vntrue Rest most assur'd that such a hainous thing Shall euer be a blemish to your fame And vtterly extinguish your good name And though perhaps you thinke my words are vaine And that I vndertake a needlesse taske To giue aduice where I should entertaine Your sacred counsell and of you should aske What I should do in such a case as this Whereon depends the hope of all my blisse The sacred reuerence and the great esteeme I beare to you forbids me to mistrust Your loyaltie and yet you must not deeme My feare is causlesse my misdoubts vniust For many men to gaine themselues a Crowne Haue bene regardlesse whom they did cast downe But you vpon your soule do here protest You will defend to th' vtmost of your power My sonnes if any seeme them to molest Their yeares are yong yet springing is their flower Long may they liue increase of ioyes to see It fits them die that old and withered be I know you may and doubt not but you will Be a strong stay to the vnsure estate Of both my sonnes if any seeke to spill Their blouds you may in time preuent the hate And crueltie of such if you haue care With watchfull eye for to discerne the snare Since on your trust I do my hopes repose And all my future good doth now rely On the performance of your vowes and oathes Feare still the worst lest all too suddenly Their deaths be wrought ô let no foule corruption Make you consent to innocents destruction Yet since the King and Councell did require And sent for him I would not say them nay But gaue consent to that they did desire And to the Cardinall without longer stay My litle sonne I gaue and with a kisse Tooke leaue of him and of all earthly blisse Whole seas of teares did ouerflow my face Griefe stopt my tongue I could not speake at all The little child distild salt teares apace And on his mothers name he oft did call I was chiefe mourner he to beare a part Sent sighs and teares from his lamenting heart Richard the third When thus the Boare had seiz'd into his hand Them whom he thought were obiects in his way He did not long in doubtfull censure stand But fell to action without all delay Foreknowing well that he that acts an euill Must neither thinke on God nor feare the deuill And hauing found a meanes and instrument That dared speake vntruths in any thing One Doctor Shaw with scandalous intent Preach'd at Pauls crosse that my deceassed King A bastard was vnlawfully begotten What hel-hound would such infamie haue spoken And that the Duke then being but Protector He was the perfect picture of his father And therefore he was true and right successor Vnto the Crowne the hearers straight did gather The falshood of the words that he did teach And went their way wold not heare him preach And with his tongue the touchstone of defame He most vntruly there to them did say My children bastards were thus voide of shame He sought to worke the ruine and decay Of me and mine ô let his soule in hell For euermore in endlesse torments dwell And more then that if more then that may be Let those that liue of his posteritie Hatefull to all of high or low degree Leade odious liues in depth of miserie Where neither Sunne nor Moone may giue them light Loe this shall be my prayer day and night But whither wade I now I must not rage Though extreame griefe doth make my heart to vexe And passe decorum for a pensiue stage It 's but the imperfection of my sexe A woman hath no meanes to right her wrong But by the sharpe and bitternesse of tongue Which if too much I seeme herein to vse Condemne me not but passion that doth cause Me thus the bounds of mildnesse to refuse And vse my tongue the weapon of our lawes And scourge for them that wrongfully offend vs And onely refuge left for to defend vs. When this was bruted by this slandering Doctor And that with bastardie my bloud was tainted For he was fit to be the diuels Proctor Or tell a tale of Belsabub new painted By some magitian lately came from hell Such fained things he spared not to tell Then did vsurping Richard claime the Crowne And by the helpe of Buckingham he gaind The regall Seate not caring who went downe So he might hit the marke whereat he aimd The Crowne by bloud and tyrannie he won To friend or foe regardlesse what was done Yet though King Richard did desire to see The death of both my children whom he thought Did dim his title to the Crowne yet he Could not deuise by whom to haue it wrought The fact so odious was that neuer any Would vndertake it though he proued many New meanes to trie a letter was directed To him that was Lieutenant of the Tower One Brackenbury that as he respected King Richards fauour at the instant hower And sight thereof he then with speed should slay The two yong Princes without all delay Sir Robert Brackenbury hauing read The letter he did presently reply Their bloud should neuer by his meanes be shed Though for refusing he were sure to die Which answer when the King did heare he then Did deeply sweare there was no trust in men I see quoth he this world is full of euill Promotions soone forgotten fauors vaine I would ha●e sent my