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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

it the more Which in his mightie spirit still rooted did remaine By his too much default whom he imputed slaine At Shrewsbury before to whom if he had brought Supplies that bloody field when they so brauely fought They surely it had wonne for which to make amends Being furnished with men amongst his forraine friends By Scotland entred here and with a violent hand Vpon those Castles ceaz'd within Northumberland His Earledome which the King who much his truth did doubt Had taken to himselfe and put his people out Toward Yorkshire comming on where soone repaid his owne At Bramhams fatall More was fowly ouerthrowne Which though it were indeed a long and mortall fight Where many men were maim'd and many slaine outright Where that couragious Earle all hopes there seeing past Amongst his murthered troups euen fought it to the last Yet for it was atchieu'd by multitudes of men Which with Ralfe Roksby rose the Shreefe of Yorkshire then No well proportion'd fight we of description quit Amongst our famous fields nor will we here admit That of that Rakehel Cades and his rebellious crue In Kent and Sussex raisd at Senok fight that slue The Staffords with their power that thither him pursu'd VVho twice vpon Black heath back'd with the Commons rude Incamp'd against the King then goodly London tooke There ransoming some rich and vp the prisons broke His sensuall beastly will for Law that did preferre Beheaded the Lord Say then Englands Treasurer And forc'd the King to flight his person to secure The Muse admits not here a rabble so impure But brings that Battell on of that long dreadfull warre Of those two Houses nam'd of Yorke and Lancaster In faire Saint Albans fought most fatally betwixt Richard then Duke of Yorke and Henry cald the sixt For that ill-gotten Crowne which him his * Grandsire left That likewise with his life he from King Richard reft When vnderhand the Duke doth but promoue his claime Who from the elder sonne the Duke of Clarence came For which he raised Armes yet seem'd but to abet The people to plucke downe the Earle of Somerset By whom as they gaue out we Normandy had lost And yet he was the man that onely rul'd the roast With Richard Duke of Yorke into his faction wonne Salsbury and Warwicke came the father and the sonne The Neuils nobler name that haue renown'd so farre So likewise with the King in this great action are The Dukes of Somerset and Buckingham with these Were thrice so many Earles their stout accomplices As Pembroke great in power and Stafford with them stand With Deuonshire Dorset Wilt and fierce Northumber land VVith Sidley Bernes and Rosse three Barons with the rest VVhen Richard Duke of Yorke then marching from the west Towards whom whilst with his power King Henry forward set Vnluckily as 't hapt they at Saint Albans met Where taking vp the Street the buildings them enclose Where Front doth answer Front strength doth strength oppose Whilst like two mightie walls they each to other stand And as one sinketh downe vnder his enemies hand Another thrusting in his place doth still supply Betwixt them whilst on heaps the mangled bodies lie The Staules are ouerthrowne with the vnweldy thrust The windowes with the shot are shiuered all to dust The Winters Sleet or Hayle was neuer seene so thicke As on the houses sides the bearded arrowes sticke Where Warwicks courage first most Comet-like appeard Who with words full of Spirit his fighting Souldiers cheerd And euer as he saw the slaughter of his men He with fresh forces fil'd the places vp agen The valiant * Marchmen thus the battell still maintaine That when King Henry found on heaps his Souldiers slaine His great Commanders cals who when they sadly saw The honour of the day would to the Yorkists draw Their persons they put in as for the last to stand The Duke of Somerset Henry Northumberland Of those braue warlike Earles the second of that name The Earle of Stafford sonne to th' Duke of Buckingham And Iohn Lord Clifford then which shed their noble gore Vnder the Castles signe of which not long before A Prophet bad the Duke of Somerset beware With many a valiant Knight in death that had his share So much great English blood for others lawlesse guilt Vpon so little ground before was neuer spilt Proud Yorke hath got the gole the King of all forfaken Into a cottage got a wofull prisoner taken The Battell of Blore-heath the place doth next supply Twixt Richard Neuill that great Earle of Salisbury Who with the Duke of Yorke had at Saint Albans late That glorious Battell got with vncontrouled Fate And Iames Lord Audley stir'd by that reuengefull Queene To stop him on his way for the inueterate spleene Shee bare him for that still he with the Yorkists held Who comming from the North by sundry wrongs compeld To parley with the King the Queene that time who lay In Staffordshire and thought to stop him on his way That valiant Tuchet stir'd in Cheshire powerfull then T' affront him in the field where Cheshire Gentlemen Diuided were th' one part made valiant Tuchet strong The other with the Earle rose as he came along Incamping both their powers diuided by a Brooke Whereby the prudent Earle this strong aduantage tooke For putting in the field his Army in aray Then making as with speed he meant to march away He caus'd a flight of Shafts to be discharged first The enemy who thought that he had done his worst And cowardly had fled in a disordred Rout Attempt to wade the Brooke he wheeling soone about Set fiercely on that part which then were passed ouer Their Friends then in the Reare not able to recouer The other rising banke to lend the Vaward ayd The Earle who found the plot take right that he had layd On those that forward prest as those that did recoyle As hungry in reuenge there made a rauenous spoyle There Dutton Dutton kils A Done doth kill a Done A Booth a Booth and Leigh by Leigh is ouerthrowne A Venables against a Venables doth stand And Troutbeck fighteth with a Troutbeck hand to hand There Molineux doth make a Molineux to die And Egerton the strength of Egerton doth trie O Chesshire wert thou mad of thine owne natiue gore So much vntill this day thou neuer shedst before Aboue two thousand men vpon the earth were throwne Of which the greatest part were naturally thine owne The stout Lord Audley slaine with many a Captaine there To Salsbury it sorts the Palme away to beare Then faire Northampton next thy Battell place shall take Which of th' Emperiall warre the third fought Field doth make Twixt Henry cald our sixt vpon whose partie came His neere and deare Allies the Dukes of Buckingham And Somerset the Earle of Shrewsbury of account Stout Vicount Beaumount and the yong Lord Egremount Gainst Edward Earle of March sonne to the Duke of Yorke With

fauour there A Title to this Prince deriu'd from Mortimer To whom this Trophy rear'd much honored had the soyle The Yorkists here enrich'd with the Lancastrian spoyle Are Masters of the day foure thousand being slaine The most of which were those there standing to maintaine The title of the King Where Owen Tudors lot Was to be taken then who this young Earle begot On Katherin the bright Queene the fift King Henries Bride Who too vntimely dead this Owen had affide But he a Prisoner then his sonne and Ormond fled At Hereford was made the shorter by the head When this most warlike Duke in honour of that signe Which of his good successe so rightly did diuine And thankfull to high heauen which of his cause had care Three Sunnes for his deuice still in his Ensigne bare Thy second Battell now Saint Albans I record Struck twixt Queene Margrets power to ransome backe her Lord Ta'n prisoner at that towne when there those factions fought Whom now the part of Yorke had thither with them brought Whose force consisted most of Southerne men being led By Thomas Howard Duke of Norfolke and the head Of that proud faction then stout Warwicke still that swayd In euery bloody field the Yorkists onely ayd When eithers power approch'd and they themselues had fixt Vpon the South and North the towne them both betwixt Which first of all to take the Yorkists had forecast Putting their Vaward on and their best Archers plac'd The Market-sted about and them so fitly layd That when the foe camevp they with such terror playd Vpon them in the Front as forc'd them to retreit The Northerne mad with rage vpon the first defeat Yet put for it againe to enter from the North Which when great Warwicke heard he sent his Vaward forth T' oppose them in what place so ere they made their stand Where in too fit a ground a Heath too neere at hand Adioyning to the towne vnluckily they light Where presenly began a fierce and deadly fight But those of Warwicks part which scarce foure thousand were To th'Vaward of the Queenes that stood so stoutly there Though still with fresh supplies from her maine Battell fed When they their courage saw so little them to sted Deluded by the long expectance of their ayd By passages too straight and close ambushments stayd Their succours that forslow'd to flight themselues betake When after them againe such speed the Northerne make Being followed with the force of their maine Battell strong That this disordred Rout these breathlesse men among They entred Warwicks Hoste which with such horrour strooke The Southerne that each man began about to looke A way how to escape that when great Norfolke cri'd Now as you fauour Yorke and his iust cause abide And Warwicke in the Front euen offred to haue stood Yet neither of them both should they haue spent their blood Could make a man to stay or looke vpon a foe Where Fortune it should seeme to Warwicke meant to show That shee this tide of his could turne when ere she would Thus when they saw the day was for so little sould The King which for their ends they to the field had brought Behind them there they leaue but as a thing of naught Which seru'd them to no vse who when his Queene and sonne There found in Norfolkes tent the Battell being done With many a ioyfull teare each other they imbrace And whilst blind Fortune look'd with so well pleas'd a face Their swords with the warme blood of Yorkists so inbrude Their foes but lately fled couragiously pursude Now followeth that blacke Sceane borne vp so wondrous hie That but a poore dumbe shew before a Tragedie The former Battels fought haue seem'd to this to be O Towton let the blood Palme-Sunday spent on thee Affright the future times when they the Muse shall heare Deliuer it so to them and let the ashes there Of fortie thousand men in that long quarrell slaine Arise out of the earth as they would liue againe To tell the manlike doeds that bloody day were wrought In that most fatall field with various fortunes fought Twixt Edward Duke of Yorke then late proclaimed King Fourth of that royall name and him accompanying The Nevills of that warre maintaining still the streame Great Warwicke and with him his most couragious Eame Stout Falconbridge the third a firebrand like the other Of Salisbury surnam'd that Warwicks bastard brother Lord Fitzwater who still the Yorkists power assists Blount VVenlock Dinham Knights approued Martialists And Henry the late King to whom they still durst stand His true as powerfull friend the great Northumberland VVith VVestmerland his claime who euer did preferre His kinsman Somerset his cosen Excester Dukes of the Royall line his faithfull friends that were And little lesse then those the Earle of Deuonshire Th'Lord Dacres and Lord VVels both wise and warlike wights With him of great command Neuill and Trolop Knights Both armies then on foot and on their way set forth King Edward from the South King Henry from the North. The later crowned King doth preparation make From Pomfret where he lay the passage first to take O'r Aier at Ferybridge and for that seruice sends A most selected troupe of his well-chosen friends To make that passage good when instantly began The dire and ominous signes the slaughter that foreran For valiant Clifford there himselfe so brauely quit That comming to the Bridge ere they could strengthen it From the Lancastrian power with his light troupe of Horse And early in the morne defeating of their force The Lord Fitzmater slew and that braue Bastard sonne Of Salsbury themselues who into danger runne For being in their beds suspecting nought at all But hearing sudden noyse suppos'd some broyle to fall Mongst their misgouern'd troups vnarmed rushing out By Cliffords Souldiers soone incompassed about Were miserably slaine which when great Warwicke heares As he had felt his heart transpersed through his eares To Edward mad with rage imediatly he goes And with distracted eyes in most sterne manner showes The slaughter of those Lords this day alone quoth he Our vtter ruine shall or our sure rising be When soone before the Host his glittering sword he drew And with relentlesse hands his springly Courser slew Then stand to me quoth he who meaneth not to flie This day shall Edward winne or here shall VVarwicke die Which words by VVarwicke spoke so deeply seem'd to sting The much distempered breast of that couragious King That straight he made proclaim'd that euery fainting heart From his resolued host had licence to depart And those that would abide the hazard of the fight Rewards and titles due to their deserued right And that no man that day a prisoner there should take For this the vpshot was that all must marre or make A hundred thousand men in both the Armies stood That natiue English were O worthy of your Blood What conquest had there been But Ensignes flie at large

And Marquesse Mountacute his brother that braue stem Of Neuils noble Stock who ioyned had to them The Dukes of Somerset and Excester and take The Earle of Oxford in the Armies forward make And meeting on the plaine to Barnet very neere That to this very day is called Gladmore there Duke Richard to the field doth Edwards Vaward bring And in the middle came that most couragious King With Clarence his reclaim'd and brother then most deare His friend Lord 〈◊〉 had the guiding of the Reare A man of whom the King most highly did repute On puisant Warwicks part the Marquesse Mountacute His brother and his friend the Earle of Oxford led The right wing and the left which most that day might sted The Duke of Excester and he himselfe doe guide The middle fight which was the Armies onely pride Of Archers most approu'd the best that he could get Directed by his friend the Duke of Somerset O Sabboth ill bestow'd O drery Easter day In which as some suppose the Sunne doth vse to play In honour of that God for sinfull man that dy'd And rose on that third day that Sunne which now doth hide His face in foggy mists nor was that morning seene So that the space of ground those angry hosts betweene Was ouershadowed quite with darknesse which so cast The armies on both sides that they each other past Before they could perceiue aduantage where to fight Besides the enuious mist so much deceiu'd their sight That where eight hundred men which valiant Oxford brought Ware Comets on their coats great Warwicks force which thought They had King Edwards beene which so with Sunnes were drest First made their shot at them who by their friends distrest Constrayned were to flie being scattered here and there But when this direfull day at last began to cleere King Edward then beholds that height of his first hopes Whose presence gaue fresh life to his oft-fainting troupes Prepar'd to scourge his pride there daring to defie His mercie to the host proclaiming publikely His hatefull breach of faith his periury and shame And what might make him vile so VVarwicke heard that name Of Yorke which in the field he had so oft aduanc'd And to that glorious height and greatnesse had inhanc'd Then cried against his power by those which oft had sled Their swist pursuing foc by him not brauely led Vpon the enemies backe their swords bath'd in the gore Of those from whom they 〈◊〉 like heartlesse men before Which Warwicks nobler name iniuriously defide Euen as the irefull host then ioyned side to side Where cruell Richard charg'd the Earles maine battell when Proud Somerset therein with his approoued men Stood stoutly to the shocke and flang out such a flight Of shafts as welneere seem'dt'eclipse the welcom'd light Which forc'd them to fall off on whose retreit againe That great Battalion next approcheth the fayre plaine Where in the King himselfe in person was to trie Proud VVarwicks vtmost strength when Warwicke by and by With his left wing came vp and charg'd so home and round That had not his light horse by disuantagious ground Been hindred he had strucke the heart of Edwards host But finding his defeat his enterprise so lost He his swift Currers sends to will his valiant brother And Oxford in command being equall to the other To charge with the right wing who brauely vp doe beare But Hastings that before raught thither with his Reare And with King Edward ioynd the host too strongly arm'd When euery part with spoyle with rape with fury charm'd Are prodigall of blood that slaughter seemes to swill It selfe in humane gore and euery one cries kill So doubtfull and so long the battell doth abide That those which to and fro twixt that and London ride That Warwicke winnes the day for certaine newes doe bring Those following them againe sayd certainly the King Vntill great VVarwicke found his armie had the worse And sore began to faint alighting from his horse In with the formost puts and wades into the throng And where he saw death stern'st the murthered troupes among He ventures as the Sunne in a tempestuous day With darknesse threatned long yet sometimes doth display His cheerefull beames which scarce appeare to the cleere eye But suddenly the clouds which on the winds doe flie Doe muffle him againe within them till at length The storme preuailing still with an vnusuall strength His cleerenesse quite doth close and shut him vp in night So mightie Warwicke fares in this outragious fight The cruell Lyons thus inclose the dreaded Beare Whilst Montacute who striues if any helpe there were To rescue his belou'd and valiant brother fell The losse of two such spirits at once time shall not tell The Duke of Somerset and th' Earle of Oxford fled And Excester being left for one amongst the dead At length recouering life by night escap'd away Yorke neuer safely sat till this victorious day Thus Fortune to his end this mightie Warwicke brings This puisant setter vp and plucker downe of Kings He who those battel 's wonne which so much blood had cost At Barnets fatall fight both Life and Fortune lost Now Tewksbury it rests thy storry to relate Thy sad and dreadfull fight and that most direfull Fate Of the Lancastrian Line which hapned on that day Fourth of that fatall Month that still-remembred May Twixt Edmund that braue Duke of Somerset who fled From Barnets bloody field againe there gathering head And Marquesse Dorset bound in blood to ayd him there With Thomas Courtney Earle of powerfull Deuonshire With whom King Henries sonne young Edward there was seene To claime his doubtlesse right with that vndaunted Queene His mother who from France with succours came on land That day when VVarwicke 〈◊〉 at 〈◊〉 which now stand Their fortune yet to trie vpon a second fight And Edward who imploy'd the vtmost of his might The poore Lancastrian part which he doth eas'ly feele By VVarwicks mightie fall already faintly reele By Battell to subuert and to extirpe the Line And for the present act his army doth assigne To those at Barnet field so luckily that sped As Richard late did there he here the Vaward led The Maine the King himselfe and Clarence tooke to guide The Rearward as before by Hastings was supplide The Army of the Queene into three Battels cast The first of which the Duke of Somerset and fast To him his brother Iohn doe happily dispose The second which the Prince for his owne safety chose The Barons of Saint Iohn and Wenlocke and the third To Courtney that braue Earle of Deuonshire referd Where in a spacious field they set their Armies downe Behind hard at their backes the Abbey and the Towne To whom their foe must come by often banks and steepe Through quickset narrow Lanes cut out with ditches deepe Repulsing Edwards power constraining him to prooue By thundring Cannonshot and Culuering to remooue Them from that chosen ground so tedious to

so vnbeleeuing then Next holy Ioseph came the mercifulst of men The Sauiour of mankind in Sepulchre that layd That to the Britans was th'Apostle in his ayd Saint Duvian and with him Saint Fagan both which were His Scollers likewise left their sacred Reliques here All Denizens of ours t' aduaunce the Christian state At Glastenbury long that were commemorate When Amphtball againe our Martyrdome began In that most bloody raigne of Dioclesian This man into the truth that blessed Alban led Our Proto-Martyr call'd who strongly discipled In Christian Patience learnt his tortures to appease His fellow-Martyrs then Stephen and Socrates At holy Albans Towne their Festiuall should hold So of that Martyr nam'd which Ver'lam was of old A thousand other Saints whom Amphiball had taught Flying the Pagan foe their liues that strictly sought Were slaine where Lichfield is whose name doth rightly sound There of those Christians slaine Dead field or burying ground Then for the Christian faith two other here that stood And teaching brauely seald their Doctrine with their blood Saint Ialius and with him Saint Aron haue their roome At Carleon suffring death by Dioclesians doome Whose persecuting raigne tempestuously that rag'd Gainst those here for the Faith their vtmost that ingag'd Saint Angule put to death one of our holiest men At London of that See the godly Bishop then In that our Infant Church so resolute was he A second Martyr too grace Londons ancient See Though it were after long good Voadine who reprou'd Proud Vortiger his King vnlawfully that lou'd Anothers wanton wife and wrong'd his Nuptiall bed For which by that sterne Prince vniustly murthered As he a Martyr dy'd is Sainted with the rest The third Saint of that See though onely he confest Was Guithelme vnto whom those times that reuerence gaue As he a place with them eternally shall haue So Melior may they bring the Duke of Cornwalls sonne By his false brothers hands to death who being done In hate of Christian faith whose zeale lest time should taint As he a Martyr was they iustly made a Saint Those godly Romans then who as mine Authour saith Wanne good King Lucius first t' imbrace the Christian faith Fugatius and his friend Saint Damian as they were Made Denizens of ours haue their remembrance here As two more neere that time Christ Iesus that confest And that most liuely faith by their good works exprest Saint Eluan with his pheere Saint Midwin who to win The Britans com'n from Rome where Christned they had bin Conuerted to the Faith then thousands whose deare graue That Glastenbury grac'd there their memoriall haue As they their sacred Bones in Britaine here bestow'd So Britaine likewise sent her Saints to them abroad Marsellus that iust man who hauing gathered in The scattered Christian Flocke instructed that had bin By holy Ioseph here to congregate he wan This iustly named Saint this neuer-wearied man Next to the Germans preach'd till voyd of earthly feare By his couragious death he much renown'd Treuere Then of our Natiue Saints the first that di'd abroad Beatus next to him shall fitly be bestow'd In Switzerland who preach'd whom there those Paynims slue When greater in their place though not in Faith ensue Saint Lucius call'd of vs the primer christned King Of th' ancient Britons then who led the glorious ring To all the Saxon Race that here did him succeed Changing his regall Robe to a religious Weed His rule in Britaine left and to Heluetia hied Where he a Bishop liu'd a Martyr lastly died As Constantine the Great that godly Emperour Here first the Christian Church that did to peace restore Whose euer blessed birth as by the power diuine The Roman Empire brought into the British Line Constantinoples Crowne and th' ancient Britans glory So other here we haue to furnish vp our Story Saint Melon welneere when the British Church began Euen early in the raigne of Romes Valerian Here leuing vs for Rome from thence to Roan was cald To preach vnto the French where soone he was instauld Her Bishop Britaine so may of her Gudwall vaunt Who first the Flemmings taught whose feast is held at Gaunt So others foorth she brought to little Britaine vow'd Saint Wenlocke and with him Saint Sampson both 〈◊〉 Apostles of that place the first the Abbot sole Of Tawrac and the last sate on the See of Dole Where dying Maglor then thereof was Bishop made Sent purposely from hence that people to perswade To keepe the Christian faith so Goluin gaue we thither Who sainted being there we set them here together As of the weaker Sex that ages haue enshrin'd Amongst the British Dames and worthily diuin'd The finder of the Crosse Queene Helena doth lead Who tough Rome set a Crowne on her Emperiall head Yet in our Britaine borne and bred vp choicely here Emerita the next King Lucius sister deare Who in Heluetia with her martyred brother di'd Bright Vrsula the third who vndertooke to guide Th'eleuen thousand Mayds to little Britaine sent By Seas and bloody men deuoured as they went Of which we find these foure haue been for Saints preferd And with their Leader still doe liue incalenderd Saint Agnes Cordula Odillia Florence which With wondrous sumptuous shrines those ages did inrich At Cullen where their Liues most clearely are exprest And yearely Feasts obseru'd to them and all the rest But when it came to passe the Saxon powers had put The Britans from these parts and them o'r Seuerne shut The Christian Faith with her then Cambria had alone With those that it receiu'd from this now England gone Whose Cambrobritans so their Saints as duely brought T' aduance the Christian Faith effectually that wrought Their Dauid one deriu'd of th'royall British blood Who gainst Palagius false and damn'd opinions stood And turn'd Menenias name to Dauids sacred See Th Patron of the Welsh deseruing well to be With Cadock next to whom comes Canock both which were Prince Brechans sonnes who gaue the name to Brecnocksheere The first a Martyr made a Confessor the other So Clintanck Brecknocks Prince as from one selfe same mother A Saint vpon that sear the other doth ensue Whom for the Christian Faith a Pagan Souldier slue So Bishops can shee bring which of her Saints shall bee As Asaph who first gaue that name vnto that See Of Bangor and may boast Saint Dauid which her wan Much reuerence and with these Owdock and Telean Both Bishops of Landaff and Saints in their Succession Two other following these both in the 〈◊〉 profession Saint Dubric whose report old Carleon yet doth carry And Elery in Northwales who built a Monastery In which himselfe became the Abot to his praise And spent in Almes and Prayer the remnant of his dayes But leauing these Diuin'd to Decuman we come In Northwales who was crown'd with glorious Martyrdome Iustinian as that man a Sainted place deseru'd Who still to feed his soule his sinfull body steru'd And for