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A20849	The second part, or a continuance of Poly-Olbion from the eighteenth song Containing all the tracts, riuers, mountaines, and forrests: intermixed with the most remarkable stories, antiquities, wonders, rarities, pleasures, and commodities of the east, and northerne parts of this isle, lying betwixt the two famous riuers of Thames, and Tweed. By Michael Drayton, Esq.; Poly-Olbion. Part 2	Drayton, Michael, 1563-1631.	1622 (1622)	STC 7229; ESTC S121634	140,318	213

neere me any one To Neptunes Court I come for note along the Strond From Hartlepoole euen to the poynt of Sunder land As farre as * Wardenlaws can possibly suruey There 's not a Flood of note hath entrance to the sea Here ended shee her Speech when as the goodly Tyne Northumberland that parts from this Shire Palatine Which patiently had heard looke as before the Wer Had taken vp the Teis so Tyne now takes vp her For her so tedious talke Good Lord quoth she had I No other thing wherein my labor to imply But to set out my selfe how much well could I say In mine owne proper praise in this kind euery way As skilfull as the best I could if I did please Of my two Fountaines tell which of their sundry wayes The South and North are nam'd entitled both of Tyne As how the prosperous Springs of these two Floods of mine Are distant thirty miles how that the South-Tyne nam'd From Stanmore takes her Spring for Mines of Brasse that 's fam'd How that nam'd of the North is out of Wheel-fell sprung Amongst these English Alpes which as they runne along England and Scotland here impartially diuide How South-Tyne setting out from Cumberland is plide With Hartley which her hasts and Tippall that doth striue By her more sturdy Streame the Tyne along to driue How th' Allans th' East and West their bounties to her bring Two faire and full-brim'd Floods how also from her Spring My other North-nam'd Tyne through Tyndale maketh in Which She le her Hand-mayd hath and as she hasts to twin With th' other from the South her sister how cleere Rhead With Perop comes prepar'd and Cherlop me to lead Through Ridsdale on my way as farre as Exham then Dowell me Homage doth with blood of Englishmen VVhose Streame was deeply dy'd in that most cruell warre Of Lancaster and Yorke Now hauing gone so farre Their strengths me their deare Tyne doe wondrously enrich As how cleere Darwent drawes downe to Newcastle which The honour hath alone to entertaine me 〈◊〉 As of those mighty ships that in my mouth I beare Fraught with my country Coale of this * Newcastle nam'd For which both farre and neere that place no lesse is fam'd Then India for her Mynes should I at large declare My glories in which Time commands me to bee spare And I but slightly touch which stood I to report As freely as I might yee both would fall too short Of me but know that Tyne hath greater things in hand For to tricke vp our selues whilst trifling thus we stand Bewitch'd with our owne praise at all we neuer note How the Albanian Floods now lately set afloat With th' honour to them done take heart and lowdly crie Defiance to vs all on this side Tweed that lye And hearke the high-brow'd Hills alowd begin to 〈◊〉 With sound of things that Forth prepared is to sing When once the Muse ariues on the Albanian shore And therefore to make vp our forces here before The on-set they begin the Battels wee haue got Both on our earth and theirs against the valiant Scot I vndertake to tell then Muses I intreat Your ayd whilst I these Fights in order shall repeat When mighty Malcolme here had with a violent hand As he had oft before destroy'd Northumberland In Rufus troubled Raigne the warlike Mowbray then This Earledome that 〈◊〉 with halfe the power of men For conquest which that King from Scotland hither drew At Anwick in the field their Armies ouerthrew Where Malcolme and his sonne braue Edward both were found Slaine on that bloody field So on the English ground When Dauid King of Scots and Henry his sterne sonne Entitled by those times the Earle of Huntingdon Had forradg'd all the North beyond the Riuer Teis In Stephens troubled raigne in as tumultuous dayes As England euer knew the Archbishop of Yorke Stout Thurstan and with him ioynd in that warlike work Ralfe both for wit and Armes of Durham Bishop then Renownd that called were the valiant Clergy men With th' Earle of Aubemarle Especk and Peuerell Knights And of the Lacies two oft try'd in bloody fights Twixt Aluerton and Yorke the doubtfull battell got On Dauid and his sonne whilst of th' inuading Scot Ten thousand strew'd the earth and whilst they lay to bleed Ours followed them that fled beyond our sister Tweed And when * Fitz-Empresse next in Normandy and here And his rebellious sonnes in high combustions were William the Scottish King taking aduantage then And entring with an Host of eighty thousand men As farre as Kendall came where Captaines then of ours Which ayd in Yorkshire raisd with the Northumbrian powers His forces ouerthrew and him a prisoner led So Long shanks Scolands scourge him to that Country sped Prouoked by the Scots that England did inuade And on the Borders here such spoyle and hauock made That all the land lay waste betwixt the Tweed and me This most coragious King from them his owne to free Before proud Berwick set his puisant army downe And tooke it by strong siege since when that warlike towne As Cautionary long the English after held But tell me all you Floods when was there such a Field By any Nation yet as by the English wonne Vpon the Scottish power as that of Halidon Seauen Earles nine hundred Horse and of Foot-souldiers more Neere twenty thousand slaine so that the Scottish gore Ranne downe the Hill in streames euen in Albania's sight By our third Edwards prowesse that most renowned Knight As famous was that Fight of his against the Scot As that against the French which he at Cressy got And when that conquering King did afterward aduance His Title and had past his warlike powers to France And Dauid King of Scots heere entred to inuade To which the King of France did that false Lord perswade Against his giuen Faith from France to draw his Bands To keepe his owne at home or to fill both his hands With warre in both the Realmes was euer such a losse To Scotland yet befell as that at Neuills Crosse Where fifteene thousand Scots their soules at once forsooke Where stout Iohn Copland then King Dauid prisoner tooke I' th head of all his troups that brauely there was seene VVhen English Philip that braue Amazonian Queene Encouraging her men from troupe to troupe did ride And where our Cleargy had their ancient Valourtride Thus often comming in they haue gone out too short And next to this the fight of Nesbit I report VVhen Hebborn that stout Scot and his had all their hire VVhich in t' our Marches came and with inuasiue fire Our Villages laid waste for which defeat of ours When doughty Douglasse came with the Albanian powers At Holmdon doe but see the blow our 〈◊〉 gaue To that bold daring Scot before him how he draue His Armie and with shot of our braue English Bowes Did wound them on the backs whose

brests were hurt with blows Ten thousand put to sword with many a Lord and Knight Some prisoners wounded some some others 〈◊〉 outright And entring Scotl'and then all 〈◊〉 o'r-ran Or who a brauer field then th' Earle of Surrey wan Where their King Iames the fourth himselfe so brauely bore That since that age wherein he liu'd nor those before Yet neuer such a King in such a Battell saw Amongst his fighting friends where whilst he breath could draw Hee brauely fought on foot where Flodden Hill was 〈◊〉 With bodies of his men welneere to mammocks hew'd That on the Mountaines side they couered neere a mile Where those two valiant Earles of Lenox and Arguyle Were with their Soueraigne slaine Abbots and Bishops there Which had put Armor on in hope away to beare The Victory with them before the English fell But now of other Fields it 〈◊〉 the Muse to tell As when the Noble Duke of Norfolke made a Road To Scotland and therein his hostile 〈◊〉 bestow'd On welneere thirtie Townes and staying there so long Till victuall waxed weake the Winter waxing strong Returning ouer Tweed his Booties home to 〈◊〉 Which to the very heart did vex the Scottish King The fortune of the Duke extreamely that did grutch Remaining there so long and doing there so much Thinking to spoyle and waste in England as before The English men had done on the Albanian shore And gathering vp his force before the English fled To Scotlands vtmost bounds thence into England sped When that braue Bastard sonne of 〈◊〉 and his friend Iohn Musgraue which had charge the Marches to attend With Wharton a proud Knight with scarce foure hundred Horse Encountring on the Plaine with all the Scottish force Thence from the Field with them so many prisoners brought Which in that furious fight were by the English caught That there was scarce a Page or Lackey but had store Earles Barrons Knights Esquires two hundred there and more Of ordinary men seuen hundred made to yeeld There scarcely hath been heard of such a foughten field That Iames the fifth to thinke that but 〈◊〉 very few His vniuersall power so strangely should subdue So tooke the same to heart that it abridg'd his life Such foyles by th' English giuen amongst the Scots were rife These on the English earth the English men did gaine But when their breach of faith did many times constraine Our Nation to inuade and carry conquests in To Scotland then behold what our successe hath bin Euen in the latter end of our eight Henries dayes Who Seymor sent by Land and Dudley sent by Seas With his full forces then O Forth then didst thou beare That Nany on thy Streame whose Bulke was fraught with feare When Edenbrough and Leeth into the ayre were blowne With Powders sulphurous smoke twenty townes were throwne Vpon the trampled earth and into ashes trod As in t ' Albania when we made a second Road In our sixt Edwards dayes when those two Martiall men Which conquered there before were thither sent agen But for their high desarts with greater Titles grac'd The first created Duke of Somerset the last The Earle of Warwicke made at Muscleborough Field Where many a doughty Scot that did disdaine to yeeld VVas on the earth layd dead where as for fiue miles space In length and foure in bredth the English in the chase With carkeises of Scots strew'd all their naturall ground The number of the slaine were fourteene thousand found And fifteene hundred more ta'n Prisoners by our men So th' Earle of Sussex next to Scotland sent agen To punish them by warre which on the Borders here Not onely rob'd and spoyl'd but that assistants were To those two puisant Earles Northumberland who rose With Westmerland his Peere suggested by the foes To great Eliza's raigne and peacefull gouernment Wherefore that puisant Queene him to Albania sent Who fiftie Rock-reard Pyles and Castles hauing cast Farre lower then their Scites and with strong fires 〈◊〉 Three hundred townes their wealth with him worth carrying To England ouer Tweed when now the floods besought brought The Tyne to hold her tongue when presently began A rumour which each where through all the Country ran Of this proud Riuers speech the Hills and Floods among And Lowes a Forrest-Nymph the same so lowdly sung That it through Tindale straight and quite through 〈◊〉 ran And sounded shriller there then when it first began That those high Alpine Hills as in a row they stand Receiu'd the sounds which thus went on from hand to hand The high-rcar'd Red-Squire first to Aumond Hill it told When Aumond great therewith nor for his life could hold To Kembelspeth againe the businesse but relate To Black-Brea he againe a Mountaine holding state With any of them all to Cocklaw he it gaue And Cocklaw it againe to Cheuiot who did raue With the report thereof hee from his mighty stand Resounded it againe through all Northumberland That White-Squire lastly caught and it to Berwick sent That braue and warlike Towne from thence incontinent The sound from out the South into Albania came And many a lustie Flood did with her praise inflame Affrighting much the Forth who from her trance awooke And to her natiue strength her presently betooke Against the Muse should come to the Albanian Coast. But Pictswall all this while as though he had been lost Not mention'd by the Muse began to fret and fume That euery petty Brooke thus proudly should presume To talke and he whom first the Romans did inuent And of their greatnesse yet the longst-liu'd monument Should this be ouer-trod wherefore his wrong to wreake In their proud presence thus doth aged Pictswall speake Me thinks that Offa's ditch in Cambria should not dare To thinke himselfe my match who with such cost and care The Romans did erect and for my safeguard set Their Legions from my spoyle the proling Pict to let That often In roads made our earth from them to win By Adrian beaten back so he to keepe them in To Sea from East to West begun me first a wall Of eightie myles in length twixt Tyne and Edens fall Long making mee they were and long did me maintaine Nor yet that Trench which tracts the Westerne Wiltshire Plaine Of Woden Wansdyke cal'd should paralell with me Comparing our descents which shall appeare to be Mere vpstarts basely borne for when I was in hand The Saxon had not then set foot vpon this land Till my declining age and after many a yeare Of whose poore petty Kings those the small labors were That on Newmarket-Heath made vp as though but now Who for the Deuils worke the vulgar dare auow Tradition telling none who truly it began Where many a reuerent Booke can tell you of my Man And when I first decayd Seuerus going on What Adrian built of turfe he builded new of stone And after many a time the Britans me repayr'd To keepe me

the Mountaine kind as of all otherhe Most like Pernassus selfe that is suppos'd to be Hauing a double head as hath that sacred Mount Which those nine sacred Nymphs held in so hie account Bethinketh of himselfe what he might iustly say When to them all he thus his beauties doth display The rough Hibernian sea I proudly ouerlooke Amongst the scattered Rocks and there is not a nooke But from my glorious height into its depth I pry Great Hills farre vnder me but as my Pages lye And when my Helme of Clouds vpon my head I take At very sight thereof immediatly I make Th' Inhabitants about tempestuous stormes to feare And for faire weather looke when as my top is cleere Great Fournesse mighty Fells I on my South suruay So likewise on the North Albania makes me way Her Countries to behold when * Scurfell from the skie That Anadale doth crowne with a most amorous eye Salutes me euery day or at my pride lookes grim Oft threatning me with Clouds as I oft threatning him So likewise to the East that rew of Mountaines tall Which we our English Alpes may very aptly call That Scotland here with vs and England doe diuide As those whence we them name vpon the other side Doe Italy and France these Mountaines heere of ours That looke farre off like clouds shap't with embattelled towers Much enuy my estate and somewhat higher be By lifting vp their heads to state and gaze at me Cleere Darwent 〈◊〉 on I looke at from aboue As some enamoured Youth being deeply struck in loue His 〈◊〉 doth behold and euery beauty notes Who as shee to her fall through Fells and Vallies flotes Oft lifts her limber selfe aboue her Banks to view How my braue by clift top doth still her Course pursue O all yee Topick Gods that doe inhabite here To whom the Romans did those ancient 〈◊〉 reare Oft found vpon those Hills now sunke into the Soyles Which they for Trophies left of their victorious spoyles Ye Genij of these Floods these Mountaines and these Dales That with poore Shepheards Pipes harmlesse Heardsmans tales Haue often pleased been still guard me day and night And hold me Skidow still the place of your delight This Speech by Skidow spoke the Muse makes forth againe Tow'rds where the in-borne Floods cleere Eden intertaine To Cumberland com'n in from the Westmerian wasts Where as the readyest way to Carlill as shee casts Shee with two Wood-Nymphs meets the first is great and wilde And Westward Forrest hight the other but a childe Compared with her Phere and Inglewood is cald Both in their pleasant Scites most happily instald What Syluan is there seene and be she nere so coy Whose pleasures to the full these Nymphs doe not enioy And like Dianas selfe so truly liuing chast For seldome any Tract doth crosse their waylesse waste With many a lustie leape the shagged Satyrs show Them pastime euery day both from the Meres below And Hils on euery side that neatly hemme them in The blushing morne to breake but hardly doth begin But that the ramping Goats swift Deere and harmelesse Sheepe Which there their owners know but no man hath to keepe The Dales doe ouer-spread by them like Motley made But Westward of the two by her more widened Slade Of more abundance boasts as of those mighty Mynes Which in her Verge she hath but that whereby she shines Is her two daintie Floods which from two Hils doe flow Which in her selfe she hath whose Banks doe bound her so Vpon the North and South as that she seemes to be Much pleased with their course and takes delight to see How Elne vpon the South in sallying to the Sea Confines her on the North how Wampull on her way Her purlews wondrous large yet limitteth againe Both falling from her earth into the Irish Maine No lesse is Westward proud of VVauer nor doth win Lesse praise by her cleere Spring which in her course doth twin VVith VViz a neater Nymph scarce of the watry kind And though shee be but small so pleasing VVauers mind That they entirely mix'd the Irish Seas imbrace But earnestly proceed in our intended Race At Eden now arriu'd whom we haue left too long Which being com'n at length the Cumbrian hils among As shee for Carlill coasts the Floods from euery where Prepare each in their course to entertaine her there From Skidow her tall Sire first Cauda cleerely brings In Eden all her wealth so Petterell from her Springs Not farre from Skidows foot whence dainty Cauda creeps Along to ouertake her Soueraigne Eden sweeps To meet that great concourse which seriously attend That dainty Cumbrian Queene when Gilsland downe doth send Her Riuercts to receiue Queene Eden in her course As Irthing comming in from her most plenteous source Through many a cruell Crag though she be forc'd to crawle Yet working forth her way to grace her selfe with all First Pultrosse is her Page then Gelt shee gets her guide Which springeth on her South on her Septentrion side Shee crooked Cambeck calls to wait on her along And Eden ouertakes amongst the watry throng To Carlill being come cleere Bruscath beareth in To greet her with the rest when Eden as to win Her grace in Carlils sight the Court of all her state And Cumberlands chiefe towne loe thus shee doth dilate What giueth more delight braue Citie to thy Seat Then my sweet louely selfe a Riuer so compleat With all that Nature can a dainty Flood endow That all the Northerne Nymphs me worthily allow Of all their Nyades kind the nearest and so farre Transcending that oft times they in their amorous warre Haue offered by my course and Beauties to decide The mastery with her most vaunting in her pride That mighty Roman Fort which of the Picts we call But by them neere those times was 〈◊〉 Seuerus wall Of that great Emperour nam'd which first that worke began Betwixt the Irish Sea and German Ocean Doth cut me in his course neere Carlill and doth end At Boulnesse where my selfe I on the Ocean spend And for my Country here of which I am the chiefe Of all her watry kind know that shee lent reliefe To those old 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 when from the 〈◊〉 they For succour hither 〈◊〉 as 〈◊〉 out of their way Amongst her mighty 〈◊〉 and Mountains 〈◊〉 from feare And from 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 race residing long time here Which in their Genuine tongue themselues did 〈◊〉 name Of 〈◊〉 the name of Cumberland first came And in her praise bee 't spoke this soyle whose best is mine That Fountaine bringeth forth from which the Southern 〈◊〉 So nam'd for that of North another hath that stile This to the Easterne Sea that makes forth many a mile Her first beginning takes and Vent and Alne doth lend To wait vpon her 〈◊〉 but further to transcend To these great things of note which many Countries call Their wonders there is not a Tract amongst them all