A PEPYSIAN GARLAND - online book

Black-letter Broadside Ballads Of The years 1595-1639

	THE CRIES OF THE DEAD Masters come shed your teares, mothers come make your moane, Seruants with sad laments, rue the calamity, Those gentle children had; liuing in missery. 7   The first a pretty boy, had with a suddaine spurne, One of his eares strooke off, woefully rent and torne: Where vnder surgeons hands, he liued long in woe, By this same grieuous wound, this vilaine gaue him so. 8   Most heauy was his hand, and his heart full of strif, Ungodly all the dayes of this his passed life, Who so perswading him to patient Charity, Was still abussed much, by this wretch wilfully. 9   Witness this harmles child, that he misused sore, Scourging him day by day, not knowing cause wherefore, Unlawfull gouernment brings him vnto his end, From such like cruelty all seruants God defend. io r I "His his deeds was not known -1- which he kept secretly Nor to light, many a day came this vile villany
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