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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B01139	[The end and confession of T. Norton and C. Norton rebels who died the 27th of May 1570]	Davie, Sampson.	1570 (1570)	STC 6325; ESTC S91609	3,172	17

Vnto the Christian Reader ALl you that this shall reade or here marke well what doth insue Of those that Christe his word abuse what lot falles to that crue I neede not here at large resite true subiectes knowes right well The troubles greate that chaunst of late by such as did rebell Against our Sauiour and his word which he to vs hath sende Also against our noble Quéene which doth the same defende By bloudie broyles these Rebels thought to haue the vpper hande And to molest our noble Queene and to defile the lande With such Idolatrie as earst was vsed longe ago The Papist sect for to aduaunce their cursed minde was so And to deface Gods holy worde it was their whole intente And to treade downe the Christen flocke these Rebels so were bente But often times thus haue we heard and now the proofe haue seen Who digs a pit for other men may fall himself therin So hath it pleasde the Lorde aboue to trap those wicked traine And to help those that doth by right his godly worde mainteine For when these rebels thought by force to beare the bloudie sway The lorde some of them to our Queene did yeeld then for a pray Which for their Treason iustly were condempned for to die Theyr ende to know if you geue care I show immediatlie FINIS ¶ The Confession and ende of Thomas Norton FRom Tower were these Rebels drawn to Tyburn for their crime The elder of them first must die his lot fell so that time A godly Preacher then in place exhorted him to pray His prayers then he did begin in Lattin there to say The Preacher then to him thus sayde pray you in English here Then will the People pray with you this answer made he there In Lattin will I pray sayd he my consience trouble not His Consience as it seemde by this was good toward the Pape The Secondarie then did say vnto this Popish elf If that in Lattin you will pray Pray then vnto your selfe Vnto himself he then began to pray there secretly A Preacher then that willyng was his dutie to aply Exhorted him that he would pray in English as he should With much a do at last to him he graunted that he would The Lordes praier then did he say the Aue and the Creede All Sainctes he did desire likewise to pray for him in deede Bothe then and when that he frō thens departed was and gone With better Faith he might haue build on the hed corner stone The Preacher that instructed him did will him to confesse His facte against our Lorde and God and eke our Quéene doubtlesse And how their risinge and their strife was to beate downe thereby The worde of God and that he had deserued there to die To him he made this answer then th' offence that I haue done I truely here for it must die hether therfore I come The Lorde forgeuenesse did he aske and so his ende he made The Hangman made a quicke dispatche as is his wonted trade He asking none forgeuenesse there nor none he did forgeue In stéede of Pope the Hangman then full quickly did him shriue Therefore I warne you Rebels all a mende while ye haue space Vnlesse the Tiburne nagge you ride or els at such like place ¶ The ende and Confession of Christopher Norton THus when the eldest of them had paied well for Popish play The yonger then must folow him and trudge the self same way Which then did see before his face what death his Vnckle dide And how in lumpes to quarter him the pearceing blade did slide Then on the earth he kneeled downe his face vnto the East And then his Prayers he begonne as to him seemed best For of them both the yonger dide more godly of the twaine Wherby is seene in Papists olde what stubborne harts remaine The yonger being asked then wher he did there beleeue Saued to be by Christe his death this aunswere did he geue I do beléeue saued to be by Iesus Christe on hie For in no other do I trust he then immediatly Did ther desire the people all in presence as they were That he there died a Christian true they all should witnesse beare To him one saide confesse ye heare you haue deserude to die And that you haue offended God and the Queenes Maiestie I haue deserued this death saide he and you that are present Example ye may take by me he then incontinent Did aske were any there did know Phillip Sturly by name Which Capitaine now in Scotland is sayes some we know the same He is the causer of my death the Lord it him forgeue The more he was all Englands friend such Traytours to repreue Then of his tale he made an end and from his talke did stay And did desire the people all that they with him would pray The Lords prayer when he had said and peoples repeate past Then in this wise vnto the Lord he praieth at the last I Christopher Norton that am com heather for to die Hauing my body whole and sound and perfect memory Do heare confesse before the Throne of thy highe Maiestie O Lord my fact here at this time I do confesse to thee Desiring thée with hart O Lord to haue on me mercy Which now am comming vnto thée heare ready for to die Receaue me Lord most mercifull a wretch which haue offend Mercifull Lord refuse me not but to my crie attende And being hanged and cut downe as quartred he should be His bowels being taken out These words that time spake he Lorde Lorde haue mercy on me now and so he yelded breath God graunt all other to beware by these two Rebels death An exhortation to all true subiects and a vvarning to the Papists IF all men did perceaue the heapes of mischief that insue And what mishap Treason doth bring no doubt they would be true For first the Lord they do offend as Paule doth iustly proue Which saies thy swoord against thy prince thou shalt not draw ne moue And those that Treason do conspire this is their purpose plaine To bring destruction to the land wherin they do remaine With losse of landes of Goods and lyfe this haps by Treson fell And for the most part to all such as vse for to rebell Therfore all subiectes call to minde these plagues that sure will flow Vnto all those wheras in hart such Treason vse to growe Therefor ye subiects highe and lowe sée that your harts be sure And that you ground both hart and faith vpon the Gospell pure Let not these Papists with their bragges with all their maine and might Cause vs to feare they haue the wrong and we the quarell right Be true vnto our noble Quéene which hath the swoord in hand Let not your harts once feare or shrinke but boldly by her stand Against the Papists and the Pope with all your might and powre Which séeke the waies like raueninge woulen the Gospel to deuowre Which is the chéefest iuell I say that on the earth doth raigne Let vs not change this Treasure then for trifles that are vaine Beléeue you not the Fables olde that Papists vse to tell Bowe not your eare vnto their talke which are the steps to Hell. For some there be that vse to faine and godlinesse professe Whiche beare two faces in one hoode such is their wickednesse To trap and turne such swaruing mindes vnto their wicked trade Of Poprie whiche wee may be sure the Deuill himself hath made Away ye Serpentes that so lurke the Gospell is so pure It will confounde your poysoned stinge ye may not longe indure Repent therfore in time amende forsake your wicked waies Vse not such trade which iustly doth the Lorde our God displease Vnlesse such plagues do fall on you As did on these of late For if you do not soone amende you hardly will escape And all true Subiects now take héede let no intisement cause That you do yelde vnto the Pope or bowe vnto his lawes Remember that wee haue a Quéene God saue hir noble grace That setteth foorth Gods worde a right which doth the Pope deface Then for hir grace all subiects true are bounde for hir to pray That from hir foes the Lorde God will preserue hir night and day Finis To the Papists YOu Popish route Looke well aboute And warning hereby take Vnlesse you swinge In Tyburne stringe As some did but of late ¶ Your selues submit As it is fit Vnto the Lorde aboue Then as I deeme Our noble Queene Ye cannot choose but loue ¶ Which doth maintaine I tell you plaine Gods word which is so pure Why do ye then Resist againe And treason so procure I do not faine But tell you plaine If you do not amend Such plagues may fall As will you gall And thus I make an end FINIS ꝙ Sampson Dauie