8 50 458 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/8d6865da6d6b54d04b43bc1007109b7d.jpg f3ec2d75bc4cff844d63bc17477836c3 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/4dfe0f68a8f483087faedfe8dc645155.mp3 3ca2d6ea20cfbb9b369864758d5fccea Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1174"><em>Packington's Pound</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Good people come hither and listen a while, Ile tell you a story shall make you to smile For such a bold project there never was heard, As now in this Ballad shall soon be declard; The Brick-makers they This project did play, The Elventh of August as people do say: Let this be a warning that others take heed; Their court of in-justice will smart for the deed. In Rainy wet weather it was I suppose, When each bonny Brick-maker steeled his nose, They drink their cups round, & do merrily prate Each Brick-maker seemed a Lord in conceit; Whilst thus they Carrouse, And call on the House, One of them his bread and his cheese he did lose And one in the company there he did atackt, As guilty of Fellony for this bold act. They calld him Dick Lambart whom he did accuse, Who, he said, such activity often did use; And there for his life he would have him be tryd A Judge and a Jury this deed should deside; A Court there was calld, The Cryer he bawld And there with his flounder-mouth loudly he yauld. And then on the bench for a judge there set down One in a red wastecoat which servd for a gown. A Judge and a Jury, and Clarks did appear, A Sheriff and also a Hangman was there, The Judge being set and prisoner brought forth The plaintiff be there on a brickbat took oath, that to his great cost Too lately he lost, Some bread & some cheese which he savd for a toast, And that Richard Lambart had taken his peck, Who for it deservd to be noosd by the neck. For this he had sentance by which he was forst To be burnt in the hand with an apple hot roast And afterwards he on that apple must feed, This Sentance he had for his Fellonious deed; But now comes the worst More bad then the first, Poor Richard his fortune it was so accurst; A Witness held forth, and he there did declare, That Richard spoke Treason and he did it hear. He said the Kings drums they did make a great sound But in the midst of them no guts to be found, And that the Kings horses with Iron were shod, And often on dirt and on stones they have trod; That they so were fed With butter and bread, They lost all the Rases what ever was laid: And that the Kings Goshauks had got no more foul Then is in the night-bird thats called an Owl. This was the Indictment on which he was tryd, The Jury was sworn on a Brickbat beside, The Evidence there did make it out plain And Lambart away from the Bar he was tane; Their Jury went out, And brought it about, That Lambart was guilty of Treason no doubt; And then by the Judge he was sentencd, that he, Should hang by the neck on the Tiborn Tree. A Clay cart they got, and a horse int beside, And put Lambart in it, and him fast down tyd, And then unto th Gallows they do him convey, With a Guard of their Officers all on the way, A Brickbat to read, As they did proceed, And then on the Gallows they hangd him indeed: Thus have you heard of the Brick-makers Court, who hang men in earnest, and count it their sport. A Groom of the Kings stables came riding that way, Seeing this rebel rout to them did say, I see youve condemned this man in the Town, But heres a reprieve and he must be cut down: This being done, Away then did run, This Court of In-justice each mothers Son. The Judge and the Hangman was tane in the act And two of the Jury-men since for that fact. This court of In-justice appeared in time At Seshions house there for to answer their crime A hundred pound is laid on each head, Or else due imprisonment till it be paid: In New-gate they are, Remaining in care, Of farther punishment they are in fear: And thus you have heard of the Brick-makers Court Who hang men in earnest & count it their sport. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1672-1696 ? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A group of bricklayers, after drinking, hold a mock trial (a common enough practice for guild members) for one of their number accused of stealing bread and cheese from another member. He is burned in the hand by a hot apple and then has to eat it. Then someone accuses him of treason and he is taken to be hanged. A groom of the king's stables tells them he is to be cut down and several of the group are arrested and imprisoned at Newgate for their actions. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London, Printed for Phillip Brooksby next door to the Ball in West Smithfield. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. treason (false accusation) Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/8d6865da6d6b54d04b43bc1007109b7d.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> <br /><iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/4dfe0f68a8f483087faedfe8dc645155.mp3" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="300" height="50"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit <span>British Library - Roxburghe, C.f.20.8.40; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/30185/image" target="_blank">EBBA 30185</a>. Audio recording by Molly McKew.<br /><br /></span> Tune Data <em>Packington's Pound</em> is often cited as <em>Digby's Farewell,</em> <em>Packingtons Pound</em> or <em>Amintas' Farewell.</em> The tune first appeared in 1671 and was popular for execution ballads (Simpson 1966, pp. 181-187, 564-570). Subtitle OR, A true Report of the Indicting, Arraignment, Tryal, and Convicting of four of the Brick-makers Court of In-justice: for the Notorious Riot committed on the Body of one Richard Lambart, Brick-maker of Fullum, who they Arraigned Indicted, and had almost Executed, for some pretended idle words. Their Examination, and Tryal, and Sentence they are to undergoe, exprest as followeth. Image notice Full size images of all ballad sheets available at the bottom of this page. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Brick-makers Lamentation from New-gate: Audio recording English hanging Male treason (false accusation) https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/805fa3a0365d1e73bb4dce50daf66df5.jpg 27eadc16466e3fa836293df0a377a5af Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Ah! Cruel Bloody Fate! Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics I. AH! Cruel Bloody Tom! What canst thou hope for more, Than to receive the Doom Of all they Crimes before? For all they bold Conspiracies Thy Head must pay the score; Thy Cheats and Lies, Thy Box and Dice, Will serve thy turn no more. II. Ungrateful thankless Wretch! How could'st thou hope in vain (Without the reach of Ketch) Thy Treasons to maintain? For Murders long since done and past, Thou Pardons hast had store, And yet would'st still Stab on, and kill, As if thou hop'dst for more. III. Yet Tom, e'r he would starve, More Blood resolv'd to've spilt; Thy flight did only serve To justifie thy Guilt: While They whose harmless Innocence Submit to Chains at home, Are each day freed, While Traytors bleed, And suffer in their room. IV. When Whigs a PLOT did Vote, What Peer Justice fled? In the FANATICK PLOT Tom durst not shew his head. Now Sacred Justice rules above, The Guiltless are set free, And the Napper's napt, And Clapper clapt In his CONSPIRACY. V. Like Cain, thou hast a Mark Or Murder on thy Brow; Remote, and in the dark, Black Guilt did still pursue: Nor England, Holland, France or Spain, The Traytor can defend; He will be found In Fetters bound, To pay for't in the end. VI. Tom might about the Town Have bully'd, huff'd and roar'd, By every Venus known, Been for a Mars ador'd: By friendly Pimping and false Dice Thou might'st have longer liv'd, Hector'd and shamm'd, And swore and gam'd, Hadst thou no Plots contriv'd. VII. Tom once was Cock-a-hoop Of all the Huffs in Town; But now his Pride must stoop, His Courage is pull'd down: So long his Spurs are grown, poor Tom Can neither fly nor fight; Ah Cruel Fate! That at this rate The Squire shou'd foil the Knight! VIII. But now no remedy, It being his just Reward; In his own Trap, you see, The Tygre is ensnar'd; So may all Traytors fare, till all Who for their Guilt did fly, With Bully Tom By timely Doom Like him, unpity'd die. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1684 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Sir Thomas Armstrong was implicated in the the Rye House Plot (1683), an alleged Whig conspiracy to assassinate or mount an insurrection against Charles II of England because of his pro-Roman Catholic policies. The plot drew its name from Rye House at Hoddeston, Hertfordshire, near which ran a narrow road where Charles was supposed to be killed as he traveled from a horse meet at Newmarket. After fleeing to Amsterdam Armstrong was kidnapped by the King's agents and brought back to London in chains. After being hung and quartered his head was stuck on a pike at the gates of St. James Palace. It was later judged by Parliament that Sir Thomas had been unjustly executed and his principal accuser was expelled from Parliament. Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <strong>The EXECUTION of SIR THOMAS ARMSTRONG A TRAYTOR AT TYBURN On FRIDAY, the Twentieth of June 1684</strong><br /><br />From <em><a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/files/49128/49128-0.txt" target="_blank">Curiosities of Street Literature</a>,</em> by Charles Hindley, p.168 <br /><br />The Sheriffs of London and Middlesex, about nine o'clock in the morning, coming to Newgate and demanding their prisoner, he was forthwith delivered to them, and put into a sledge and drawn to the place of execution, attended by a numerous guard, and as great a number of spectators, of all degrees and qualities, as have been seen on such occasions. Tho' he affected an air of courage, yet something of sullenness and reserve appeared in his countenance.<br /><br />He employed the time he was drawing to Tyburn in reading The Whole Duty of Man, till he came within sight of the gallows, and then he laid it by, and with lifted up hands and eyes, addressed himself to Heaven, till he came beneath the tree, where he remained about a quarter of a hour in the sledge; before he ascended the cart that stood ready for him, he desired the Sheriff to admit Dr Tennison to come to him; and having delivered a paper to the Sheriff, the Doctor kneeled down with the prisoner, and prayed with him about a quarter of an hour, during all which time the prisoner preserved a becoming and heroick countenance, little daunted with the terror of that fate he was in view of; but rising from his devotions, be pulled off his cravat and hat, which he gave to his servant who attended him, and had followed him by the sledge-side, when kneeling down himself, he prayed for a short time with fervency and devotion, begging pardon of his God for those manifold and crying sins he had too often been guilty of, and concluded with a resignation of himself to the God of heaven and earth, before whose judgement seat he was forthwith to appear, desiring that the whole world would forgive him, with, with whom he hoped to die in peace and charity. Having thus ended these devotions, he again stood up, and putting of his periwig, he had a white cap delivered to him, which he put on; and being soon tyed up, the chief of his discourse was addressed to a gentleman who stood by him; and after a short space, holding up his hands, he again renewed his prayers; his visage little changing all the time, till the very moment the cart drew away; the Executioner having pulled the cap over his eyes, he continued his prayers all the time, and even whilst he hung he hung, as long as life was in him, and he had the command of his lips; after he had hung about half an hour, and the executioner had divested him of his apparel, he was cut down according to his sentence, his privy members burnt, his head cut off, and shew'd to the people as that of a traitor, his heart and bowels taken out and committed to the flames, and his body quartered into four parts, which with his head, was conveyed back to Newgate, to be disposed of according to His Majesty's pleasure.<br /><br /><br /><strong><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Armstrong_(English_politician)" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> </strong>Sir Thomas Armstrong (c. 1633 - 20 June 1684) was an army officer and MP executed for Treason. During the Interregnum he was a supporter of Charles II, participating in the plot to seize Chester Castle in 1655, and carrying funds from Aubrey de Vere, 20th Earl of Oxford to Charles in exile. He was possibly imprisoned for a year on his return. In 1657 he married Catherine niece of Edward Hyde, 1st Earl of Clarendon. <br /><br />Following the Restoration, he received, in February 1661, a commission with the Horse Guards. In August 1675 Armstrong killed the son of one of the queen's ladies-in-waiting at a London theatre. Armstrong was pardoned on the grounds that his opponent had drawn first. <br /><br />Armstrong served with James Scott, 1st Duke of Monmouth in France from 1672, fighting at the Siege of Maastricht (1673) and alongside the Dutch, in 1678. He was wounded at St Denis. In 1679 helped suppress the covenanter rising and fought at the battle at Bothwell Bridge. <br /><br />Monmouth's influence secured him as MP for Stafford in March 1679 to the first Exclusion Parliament. Following the Rye House Plot in 1683 he was indicted for high treason. He fled to Cleves and then Rotterdam but was captured and sentenced to death by Judge Jeffreys. Armstrong was executed on 20 June 1684. His head was affixed to Westminster Hall, three of his quarters were displayed in London, and the fourth at Stafford. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Sold at the Entrance into the Old-Spring-Garden, 1684. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging, drawing and quartering Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. high treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Tune Data Reference: Simpson 1966, pp. 4-6 Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/805fa3a0365d1e73bb4dce50daf66df5.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="400" height="600"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Huntington Library, Bridgewater, HEH 134741; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/32146/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 32146</a> Subtitle OR, The Poor Whores Lamentation for the Apprehending OF Sir THOMAS ARMSTRONG. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Bully WHIG: drawing and quartering hanging high treason Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/ba49e66d8127155713de542e4528e384.jpg 3fb4348801c43f4f43a4ea92cdf24623 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1175"><em>Bleeding Heart</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics You that have melting hearts to grieve, This mournful Ditty pray receive, 'Tis of a bloody Tragedy, Unheard of Matchless cruelty. The which I shall in brief unfold, Therefore dear People, pray behold, The manner of this wicked deed, It needs must make your hearts to bleed. Two Servants in one house did dwell, At Andever, 'tis known full well; A Cook-maid and a Chamberlin, Now the relation I'll begin: The one of them was most moross, The other was exceeding cross, So that with heat or passion they, Were still at parlance Day by Day. They acted both, like Tygers wild, They never wou'd be reconcil'd By any admonition, no, Till passion prov'd their overthrow. Behold it happen'd on a day The Chamberlin, he took his way Unto the fire-side, where she Was busie at her Cookery. To make a Toast was his intent, But she his purpose wou'd prevent, With Knife in Hand, but still he cry'd, He valu'd not her haughty Pride. This rais'd her passion more and more, So that at length she vow'd and swore, That she wou'd stick him to the Heart, If he did not the Room depart: Quoth he, Are you so resolute, Is Blood the heat of your dispute? Yes, that it is, you Slave, quoth she, Be gone or I shall hang for thee. The Chamberlin reply'd again, Your swelling words are all in vain; I do not fear you in the least And thus their passion still increas'd. Quoth she, I'll not disputing stand, To him she ran with Knife in Hand And wounded him in woful case, Across his Head and down his Face. The wreaking Blood began to run, But still the Cook-maid had not done; Till through his Ribs, she thrust the Knife, And so bereav'd him of his Life. When she beheld him on the floor, In woful streams of wreaking gore; She then bemoan'd her dismal state, But this repentance come too late. Thus having his destruction wrought, Before a Justice, she was brought, Who soon committed her to Goal, Where she the Murder does bewail. Often with Tears she does reply Why did my passion rise so high, As for to take his Life away, Alas! this is a dismal Day? How shall I answer for my crime, Who gave him not a Minutes time; To beg a Pardon for his Soul, In sorrow I his Death condole: I can expect no favour here, Who was so cruel and severe, That for a trifle I should be, The auther of his Tragedy. I needs must suffer for the same, And leave this wretched World in shame; But woe is me, that is not all, His Blood does for just vengance call. The time I have to live, I'll spend, In making God my special friend, That when this painful life I leave, He may in love my Soul receive. You Serants all both far anear, That does my sad relation hear; Labour to live in Love I pray, Least passion should your Lives decay. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1671-1702 ? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A chamberlain is stabbed by a cook's maid with whom he regularly quarrels. She bemoans her fate in prison. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. LONDON: Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel, in Guiltspur-street. Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Andever Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/ba49e66d8127155713de542e4528e384.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys 2.178; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20795/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20795</a> Subtitle OR, The Cook-Maid's Cruelty; Being a true Account how she in the heat of Passion, murder'd her Fellow-servant (the Chamberlain) at an Inn, in the Town of Andever. Tune, Bleeding Heart. Licens'd according to Order. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE Chamberlain's Tragedy: English Female murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/93306af634d7c7db903d76b8fa720458.jpg b69b40811cfb1d1f3d0f05ffce22d38d Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em>Lilli borlero</em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics I have been long in Custody here, under strong Bolts a Prisoner fast, Being possest always with a fear, that I should live to swing at the last; Never was Man more tormented, sorrow and grief my sences does seize; I never was pitty'd, but faith I have fitted the Hang-man, and cousen'd him of his Fees. I have been made the scorn of the Town, who was of late next Man to a Throne; Every Rascal's running me down, so that I make most pittiful moan; There's a thousand deaths invented, for honest George, who them did displease; but to their vexation, I shall cheat the Nation, and likewise the Hang-man of all his Fees. I was the whipping Scourge of this age, caus[ing] good Men to suffer with shame, [Therefore the Land] is all in a Rage, [wishing I] might partake of the same: Some [says scourge me, others hang] me, [thus e'ry] one condemns as they please; [But my speech] does falter, I shall scape the Halter, [and couzen] the Hang-man of all his Fees. I wish the [rest] wou'd murder the Test, this is a Crime which none wou'd excuse; And the good Wives that lives in the West, hopes they shall see my dye in my Shooes; But they will not have their wishes, conquering Death does Chancellor seize; O let them not Cavel, the Gout and the Gravel, will couzen the Hang-man of all his Fees. Ever since I have lain in this Den, faith I have lost the Purse and the Mace, And am expos'd abroad amongst Men, under the terms of shame and disgrace; Some says hang me, others flee me, and twenty Deaths more cruel then these, But here I am lying, upon my Bed dying, I'll couzen the Hang-man of all his fees. William and Mary being Proclaim'd, this like an Arrow went to my heart, I with a Feavour straight was inflam'd, fearing I soon should have my desert: Thousands waited for my Tryal, a shameful end the Rabble wou'd please, Tho' they do crave it, they never shall have it, I'll couzen the Hang-man of all his fees. Now when I hear King William was Crown'd, and that the loud-mouth'd Cannons [did roar,] Presently I fell into a Swoon'd, never was man so daunted before; And my Stony old Distemper, violently my Body did seize; 'Tis no feigned Story, but in this I glo[ry] to couzen the Hang-man of all his fees. Some did declare I must loose my Head, others said Hanging wou'd be my Doom, 'Cause I for Honour had been misled, pleading always for Treacherous Rome; But i'faith they're disappointed, conquering Death my Spirits does seize, I'll make each a Lyar, and straightways expire, so couzen the Hang-man of all his fees. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1689 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed in the Year, 168[9] Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Jeffreys,_1st_Baron_Jeffreys" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> George Jeffreys, 1st Baron Jeffreys of Wem, PC (15 May 1645 - 18 April 1689), also known as "The Hanging Judge", was a Welsh judge. He became notable during the reign of King James II, rising to the position of Lord Chancellor (and serving as Lord High Steward in certain instances). His conduct as a judge was to enforce royal policy, resulting in a historical reputation for severity and bias.<br /><br />Jeffreys' historical notoriety comes from his actions in 1685, after Monmouth's Rebellion. Jeffreys was sent to the West Country in the autumn of 1685 to conduct the trials of captured rebels. The Centre of the trials was based at Taunton. Estimates of the numbers executed for treason have been given as high as 700, however, a more likely figure is between 160 and 170 of 1381 defendants found guilty of treason. Although Jeffreys has been traditionally accused of vindictiveness and harsh sentencing, none of the convictions have been considered improper, except for that of Alice Lisle. Furthermore, as the law of the time required a sentence of death for treason, Jeffreys was required to impose it, leaving the king the option of commuting sentence under the prerogative of mercy. Arguably, it was James II's refusal to use the prerogative as much as was customary for the time, rather than Jeffreys' actions that made the government's reprisals so savage. <br /><br />During the Glorious Revolution, when James II fled the country, Jeffreys stayed in London until the last moment, being the only high legal authority in James's abandoned kingdom to perform political duties. When William III's troops approached London, Jeffreys tried to flee and follow the King abroad. He was captured in a public house in Wapping, now named The Town of Ramsgate. Reputedly he was disguised as a sailor, and was recognized by a surviving judicial victim. Jeffreys was in terror of the public when dragged to the Lord Mayor and then to prison "for his own safety". He begged his captors for protection from the mob. <br /><br />He died of kidney disease (probably pyelonephritis) while in custody in the Tower of London on 18 April 1689. He was originally buried in the Chapel Royal of Saint Peter ad Vincula in the Tower. In 1692 his body was moved to St Mary Aldermanbury. <br /><br />In his London Journal, Leigh Hunt gives the following account of Judge Jeffreys' death and burial:<br /><br />Jeffreys was taken on the twelfth of September, 1688. He was first interred privately in the Tower; but three years afterwards, when his memory was something blown over, his friends obtained permission, by a warrant of the queen's dated September 1692, to take his remains under their own care, and he was accordingly reinterred in a vault under the communion table of St. Mary, Aldermanbury, 2nd Nov. 1694. In 1810, during certain repairs, the coffin was uncovered for a time, and the public had a sight of the box containing the mortal remains of the feared and hated magistrate.<br /><br /> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/93306af634d7c7db903d76b8fa720458.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="450"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.278; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20892/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20892</a> Subtitle OR, His Last Sayings a little before his Death. To the Tune of, Lilli borlero. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Chancellors Resolution: English https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/fc1e8b7eb19a994e765a37340ae9e254.tif da9762add9093ecb433f22b95ea42e37 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/c1c5432fd05da568d6371fa2c19caf1a.mp3 5cbfc9d8d9c89baffdb02067ec85fd87 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. In summer time Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Lament, lament, good Christians all, who now draw near unto this place, To see a wretched Sinners fall, who here doth die in great disgrace: Although the Laws are ne'r so strict, some daily do the same transgress, And warnings all they do neglect; they'r rooted so in wickedness. As by this sad example here, it is confirm's to every one, Now that the Devil lays his baits, to bring us to destruction: For every one he hath a snare, to please, and satisfie their mind, And for their ruine doth prepare, according as they are inclin'd. This woman being Covetous, for to grow rich it was her aim, She did not value by what means, which did procure her lasting shame: Some of them did a practice make, our Soveraigns Coyn for to deface, Not thinking at the last to come, To end their lives in foul disgrace. But though they for a time did Raign, and prosper in their wickedness, They now are brought to open shame, their heinious crimes for to confess: This wretched woman being one, who having not the Fear of God, Now for her Crime is hither come, to feel his dreadful heavy Rod. Her Clipping and her Fileing Trade in private she long time did use, Hoping she should not be betraid, the King and Country did abuse: A little Girl she us'd to send unto the Shops her Coyn to change, And so convei'd it to her friend, who put it off in manner strange. At length the same suspected was, by one that liv'd neer Temple-Barr, who watcht the Girl when home she went she being not of him aware: With Officers the House they searcht, and there one woman they did find, With Clippings in a Handbaskit, which did appear of the same kind. In breaking ope another door, they likewise plainly did perceive, Clippings and Fileings on the floor which carelesly they chanc't to leave; A File, and Shears, likewise there was, and Melting-pot, which they did use, And all things for their purpose fit, the blinded world for to abuse. For which to Prison they were sent, until their Tryal for to lye, And time they had for to repent, to make their peace before they dye: Two of them Sentence did receive, upon a Hurdle drawn to be, And Burnt to Ashes in the Flames, where people all the same might see. This wretched woman being one which here is brought unto your view, To pay for her transgression, because she proved so untrue: A Spectacle of misery, she doth appear in this same place, Being bound the Law to satisfie, and end her life in great disgrace. All you good Christians who are here, and see her sad and woful fall, Pray that with patience she may beat, and unto Christ for mercy call: Who knows but that the Lord on high, In mercy may her her soul receive, And free her from all misery, if firmly she in him believe. Let her Example warn you all, to have the Lord still in your mind; Least to such crimes you hap to fall, and unto Sin you be inclin'd: Beware of filthy averice, and strive your lives for to amend, Do not presume to follow vice, least you come to untimely end. A dreadful thing it is you see, her body in the flames to burn, But worse when soul, and body both, into eternal Flames shall turn. Therefore once more I say beware, and strive Gods mercy to imbrace, And let it be your onely care; to find a Heavenly resting place. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1678 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London[?] : Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. Wright and J. Clarke Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. burning Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. clipping gold coins Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Smithfield Tune Data Recording is another song in that tune Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/fc1e8b7eb19a994e765a37340ae9e254.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="405"></iframe> <br /><iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/c1c5432fd05da568d6371fa2c19caf1a.mp3" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="300" height="50"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Image: Bodleian Library, Wing / C4716. Recorded in <a href="http://gateway.proquest.com.ezp.lib.unimelb.edu.au/openurl?ctx_ver=Z39.88-2003&amp;res_id=xri:eebo&amp;rft_id=xri:eebo:image:108078" target="_blank">EEBO</a> (institutional login required). Audio recording by Hannah Sullivan.<br /><br /> Subtitle or, Treason justly rewarded manifested in the fearful example of two Women who were Notorious offenders, and tryed at the Old-Bayly the 13th of this present April, 1678. for clipping and defacing his Majesties Coyn, where they were found Guilty of High Treason, and received Sentence to be Drawn on a Hurdle to the place of Execution, and there their Bodies to be Burnt. One of them being accordingly Executed in Smithfield upon the 17th of the said Moneth; as a warning for all others to avoid the like Dreadful Punishment. To the tune of, In summer time. Image notice Full size images of all ballad sheets available at the bottom of this page. Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad 'Coin-clipping' was a kind of forgery: the practice of taking small chunks of gold coins in order to melt them down and make new coins. It was considered treasonous, and so these women were burned for it. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Clippers execution, Audio recording burning clipping gold coins Female https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/4d887be589eae30482b76523e1568a6a.jpg 6ea2636cd14cbec999269fa17026ffdd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1134"><em>Fortune my Foe</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics AY me, vile wretch, that ever I was borne, Making my selfe unto the world a scorne: And to my friends and kindred all a shame, Blotting their blood by my unhappy name. Unto a Gentleman of wealth and fame, (One Master Arden, he was calld by name) I wedded was with joy and great content, Living at Feversham in famous Kent. In love we livd, and great tranquility, Untill I came in Mosb[i]es company, Whose sugred tongue, good shape, and lovely looke, Soone won my heart, and Ardens love forsooke. And living thus in foule adultery, Bred in my husband cause of jealousie, And lest the world our actions should bewray, Wee did consent to take his life away. To London faire my Husband was to ride, But ere he went I poyson did provide, Got of a Painter which I promised That Mosbies sister Susan he should wed. Into his Broth I then did put the same, He likt it not when to the boord it came, Saying, Theres something in it is not so[un]d, At which inragd, I flung it on the ground. Yet ere he went, his man I did conjure, Ere they came home, to make his Master sure, And murder him, and for his faith and paine, Susan, and store of gold that he should gaine. Yet I misdoubting Michaels constancy, Knowing a Neighbour that was dwelling by, Which, to my husband bore no great good will, Sought to incense him his deare blood to spill. His name was Greene; O Master Green (quoth I) My husband to you hath done injury, For which I sorry am with all my heart, And how he wrongeth me I will impart. He keepes abroad most wicked company, With whores and queanes, and bad society; When he comes home, he beats me sides and head, That I doe wish that one of us were dead. And now to London he is rid to roare, I would that I might never see him more: Greene then incenst, did vow to be my friend, And of his life he soone would make an end. O Master Greene, said I, the dangers great, You must be circumspect to doe this feat; To act the deed your selfe there is no need, But hire some villaines, they will doe the deed. Ten pounds Ile give them to attempt this thing, And twenty more when certaine newes they bring, That he is dead, besides Ile be your friend, In honest courtesie till life doth end. Greene vowd to doe it; then away he went, And met two Villaines, that did use in Kent To rob and murder upon Shooters hill, The one calld Shakebag, tother namd Black Will. Two such like Villaines Hell did never hatch, For twenty Angels they made up the match, And forty more when they had done the deed, Which made them sweare, theyd do it with al speed Then up to London presently they hye, Where Master Arden in Pauls Church they spy, And waiting for his comming forth that night, By a strange chance of him they then lost sight. For where these Villaines stood & made their stop A Prentice he was shutting up his shop, The window falling, light on Blacke-Wills head, And broke it soundly, that apace it bled. Where straight he made a brabble and a coyle, And my sweet Arden he past by the while; They missing him, another plot did lay, And meeting Michael, thus to him they say: Thou knowst that we must packe thy Master hence Therefore consent and further our pretence, At night when as your Master goes to bed, Leave ope the doores, he shall be murthered. And so he did, yet Arden could not sleepe, Strange dreames and visions in his senses creepe, He dreamt the doores were ope, & Villaines came, To murder him, and twas the very same. The second part. To the same tune. HE rose and shut the doore, his man he blames, which cunningly he strait this answer frames; I was so sleepy, that I did forget To locke the doores, I pray you pardon it. Next day these Ruffians met this man againe, Who the whole story to them did explaine, My master will in towne no longer stay, To morrow you may meete him on the way. Next day his businesse being finished, He did take horse, and homeward then he rid, And as he rid, it was his hap as then, To overtake Lord Cheiney and his men. With salutations they each other greet, I am full glad your Honour for to meet, Arden did say; then did the Lord reply, Sir, I am glad of your good company. And being that we homeward are to ride, I have a suite that must not be denide, That at my house youle sup, and lodge also, To Feversham this night you must not goe. Then Arden answered with this courteous speech, Your Honours pardon now I doe beseech, I made a vow, if God did give me life, To sup and lodge with Alice my loving wife. Well, said my Lord, your oath hath got the day, To morrow come and dine with me, I pray. Ile wait upon your Honour then (said he) And safe he went amongst this company. On Raymon-Downe, as they did passe this way, Black-will, and Shakebag they in ambush lay, But durst not touch him, cause of the great traine That my Lord had: thus were they crost againe. With horrid oathes these Ruffians gan to sweare, They stampe and curst, and tore their locks of haire Saying, some Angell surely him did keepe. Yet vowd to murther him ere they did sleepe. Now all this while my husband was away, Mosby and I did revell night and day; And Susan, which my waiting maiden was, My Loves owne sister, knew how all did passe. But when I saw my Arden was not dead, I welcomd him, but with a heavy head: To bed he went, and slept secure from harmes, But I did wish my Mosby in my armes. Yet ere he slept, he told me he must goe To dinner to my Lords, heed have it so; And that same night Blacke-will did send me word, What lucke bad fortune did to them offord. I sent him word, that he next day would dine At the Lord Cheinies, and would rise betime, And on the way their purpose might fulfill, Well, Ile reward you, when that you him kill. Next morne betimes, before the breake of day, To take him napping then they tooke their way; But such a mist and fog there did arise, They could not see although they had foure eyes. Thus Arden scapd these villaines where [?] And yet they heard his horse goe by that way, I thinke (said Will) some Spirit is his friend, Come life or death, I vow to see his end. Then to my house they strait did take their way, Telling me how they missed of their pray; Then presently, we did together gree, At night at home that he should murdered be. Mosby and I, and all, our plot thus lay, That he at Tables should with Arden play, Black-will, and Sakebag they themselves should hide Untill that Mosby he a watchword cride. The word was this whereon we did agree, Now (Master Arden) I have taken ye: Woe to that word, and woe unto us all, Which bred confusion and our sudden fall. When he came home, most welcome him I made, And Judas like I kist whom I betraide, Mosby and he together went to play, For I on purpose did the tables lay. And as they plaid, the word was straightway spoke, Blacke-Will and Sakebag out the corner broke, And with a Towell backwards puld him downe, which made me think they now my joyes did crowne With swords and knives they stabd him to the heart Mosby and I did likewise act our part, And then his body straight we did convey Behind the Abbey in the field he lay. And then by Justice we were straight condemnd, Each of us came unto a shamelesse end, For God our secret dealings soone did spy, And brought to light our shamefull villany. Thus have you heard of Ardens tragedy, It rests to shew you how the rest did die: His wife at Canterbury she was burnt, And all her flesh and bones to ashes turnd. Mosby and his faire Sister, they were brought To London for the trespasse they had wrought, In Smithfield on a gibbet they did die. A just reward for all their villanie, Michael and Bradshaw, which a Goldsmith was, That knew of letters which from them did passe, At Feversham were hanged both in chaines, And well rewarded for their faithfull paines. The painter fled none knowes how he did speed, Sakebag in Southwarke he to death did bleed, For as he thought to scape and ran away, He suddenly was murdered in a fray. In Kent at Osbridge, Greene did suffer death, Hangd on a gibbet he did lose his breath: Blacke-Will at Flushing on a stage did burne, Thus each one came unto his end by turne. And thus my story I conclude and end, Praying the Lord that he his grace will send Upon us all, and keepe us all from ill, Amen say all, ift be thy blessed will. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1610-1638 ? Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Arden" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> Thomas Arden, or Arderne, was a successful businessman in the early Tudor period. Born in 1508, probably in Norwich, Arden took advantage of the tumult of the Reformation to make his fortune, trading in the former monastic properties dissolved by Henry VIII in 1538. In fact, the house in which he was murdered (which is still standing in Faversham) was a former guest house of Faversham Abbey, the Benedictine abbey near the town. His wife Alice had taken a lover, a man of low status named Mosby; together, they plotted to murder her husband. After several bungled attempts on his life, two ex-soldiers from the former English dominion of Calais known as Black Will and Loosebag (called Shakebag in the play) were hired and continued to make botched attempts. Arden was finally killed in his own home on 14 February 1551, and his body was left out in a field during a snowstorm, hoping that the blame would fall on someone who had come to Faversham for the St Valentine's Day fair. The snowfall stopped, however, before the killers' tracks were covered, and the tracks were followed back to the house. Bloodstained swabs and rushes were found, and the killers quickly confessed. Alice and Mosby were put on trial and convicted of the crime; he was hanged and she burnt at the stake in 1551. Black Will may also have been burnt at the stake after he had fled to Flanders: the English records state he was executed in Flanders, while the Flemish records state he was extradited to England. Loosebag escaped and was never heard of again. Other conspirators were hanged in chains. One - George Bradshaw, who was convicted by an obscure passage in a sealed letter he had delivered - was wrongly convicted and posthumously acquitted. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed at London for C.W. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. burning, hanging, hanging in chains, Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Multiple Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Various: Canterbury (burning), Smithfield (hanging), Feversham (hanging in chains), Osbridge in Kent (hanging) Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/4d887be589eae30482b76523e1568a6a.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="500"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.9.156-157; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/30458/image" target="_blank">EBBA 30458</a> Subtitle who for the loue of one Mosbie, hired certaine Ruffians and Villaines most cruelly to murder her Husband; with the fatall end of her and her Associats. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The complaint and lamentation of Mistresse Arden of Feversham in Kent, burning English Female hanging hanging in chains Male murder Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1734 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events Signed: Boston, Octob. 17. 1734. Matthew Cushing. Followed by verse in sixteen stanzas entitled A few lines upon the awful execution of John Ormesby [i.e., Ormsby] & Matth. Cushing, October 17th. 1734. One for murder, the other for burglary. Samuel Kneeland and Timothy Green were at this address in Boston in 1734. First two columns, on left half of sheet, contain Cushing's declaration. Third and fourth columns, on right half of sheet, contain the poem with woodcut of a hanging (Reilly 1175) at right of title. Imprint appears below third and fourth columns. Declaration and poem recorded independently by Bristol and Ford; possibly intended to be separated. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. [Boston] Printed and sold [by Samuel Kneeland and Timothy Green] at the printing house in Queen-Street, over against the prison., 1734] Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. burglary Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Boston Neck Subtitle a young man aged about twenty two years, who was try'd for burglary at the Superiour Court held at Boston in August last, and had sentence of death pass'd upon him for the same; which he deliver'd to us on Tuesday Sept. 24 and confirm'd the same before credible witnesses the day of his execution, to be published for the benefit of mankind. Image / Audio Credit Pamphlet location: AAS Record Number: 0F2F81D79AFEFAF0, Record Number: w015181 <br />Recorded in <em>Early American Imprints</em>, Series 1, no. 40042 (filmed), and <em>Early American Imprints</em>, Series 1, no. 40044 (filmed). Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The declaration & confession of Matthew Cushing burglary hanging Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/b118a7334a2094cae002ec6457e2d05b.jpg c6a2e1c336e5f76ed42502ac5665bc47 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics YOU Parents all that now these Lines do hear, Observe them well, Im sure youll shed a Tear, The like of this scarce ever yet was known, The World it is so very wicked grown. In Wiltshire, there a wealthy Man did dwell, He had one only Son, tis known full well: His Parents they did greatly him adore, And he indeed was Heir to all their Store. His tender Father, as we understand, Was snatchd away by Deaths most cruel Hand; Before his Son arrivd to sixteen Years, Leaving his Loving Wife in Floods of Tears. She very tender was of her Son dear, The best that could be bought this Son must wear, And all he desird, she neer it denyd, At length he grew to such a Height of Pride: At Cards and Dice her Substance hed confound, Nothing but Vice did in this Youth abound; He oft would curse his Mother to her Face, When she did tell him of his wickd Race. At last unto a charming Maiden fair, He married was, as I to you declare, Six hundred Pounds he had with her tis known, But her dear Parents they were dead and gone. He seemed for to love her as his Life, But now observe what caused all the Strife; He on a Woman Harlot cast an Eye, And often would frequent her Company. The richest of Attire he woud her buy, He spard no Cost, but let his Money fly, For to maintain his Harlot in her Pride, Nothing that she did ask must be denyd. At last his Wife she of the same did hear, And oft would say to him my dearest Dear, These wicked Courses that you do take, in Time, To Poverty they will bring me and mine. Two lovely Children by his Wife he had, Which might have made a Fathers Heart full glad, But he was barbarous. cruel and severe, To his Wife, his Mother, and his Children dear. At last his Substance very short did grow, Yet to his wicked Harlot would he go; And when his Money it grew very scant. His Miss grew cold, and seemed discontent. Saying, this Trade will never do with me, Then to his Wife and Children would he flee, Their Rings and Cloaths, and all that he could find, Hed bring to her, their cries he did not mind. At last this Course he could no longer run, His Wife, poor Soul, her Substance it was gone: His aged Mother had but little left, And almost of her Senses was bereft. One Day as Miss and him together were, She in a Passion said, I do declare, If you some Money do not get for me, I will no longer keep your Company. He in a Fury to his Wife went Home, And found her with her Babes making sad Moan, Some Money I will have, to her did say, Or else Ill Murder you this very Day. My Dear, said she, I have none to give you, With that he in a Passion straightway flew, And barring up the Door, to her did come, And threw her on the Floor there along. He gaggd her Mouth and bound her evry Limb, At last one of the Children said to him, Father, do not my Morher kill, I pray, For a Bit of Bread we have not touchd To-day. He turnd about, and on the Child did gaze, The Devil did his Reason so amaze. He with a Knife that was so keen and sharp, Did stab this tender Babe unto the Heart. His loving Wife she saw the Deed hed done, While Tears did from her Eyes like Fountains run What! dost thou weep to see thy Darling die? I will dispatch thee likewise instantly. Then with the Knife that killd her infant dear, Her Throat he straight did cut from Ear to Ear: The other Infant straight aloud did cry, To see his Mother there a bleeding lie. He straightway went and took her by the Hand, While the poor Babe did there a trembling stand: Thy Life I fain would save, to it did say, But I do fear that you would me betray. But three Years old, this Infant was no more, He also laid it wallowing in its Gore: And then to search the House he did begin, But no Money he could find therein. So then straightway out of the House he went, The Doors did fasten, being discontent; Unto his aged Mother he did go, Whose tender Heart was over-whelmd with Woe His Mother straightway rose her Son to meet, And presently fetchd him some food to eat: Saying, youre melancholy, my dear Son, Im sorry, he replyd, for what Ive done. For Joy his aged Mother wept amain, And will my Son his wickedness refrain, That I may Comfort have in thee, my Son But little did she think what he had done. At length this cruel Wretch, so void of Grace, He with his Hand did strike her on the Face, And gaggd her Mouth in dismal Sort also, And by the Hair, he draggd her to and fro. Unto the Orchard he did drag her there, And on a Tree hangd her up by the Hair; Tying her aged Arms likewise behind, Saying, Now thy Money Ill go find. When he had taken all that he could find, Unto his Harlot straightway he did hie, And told her all the Things that he had done, And how his Mother on a Tree hed hung. She answerd, why did you not kill her too? Come instantly, to London let us go, He replyd, my Dear, it shall be so, But God above the Matter all doth know. Next Day one of his Neghbours did espy, His Mother hanging on a Tree so high The same did raise the Town, the Sight to see Who took her breathless Corpse from off the Tree. And running straightway for to call her Son, As soon as eer unto the House they came, They found it fastened, no Answer made, Which put their Hearts in further Fear and Dread. The Doors they then broke open with all Speed, A Sight would make a Heart of Stone to bleed, To see the Mother and her Infants dear, Lie in their Gore, Lord! what a sight was there. Murder, O Lord, is hateful to thy Sight, Thy divine Providence brings it to Light, The Murderer was taken on the Road, And unto Justice brought with one Accord. He was condemnd to suffer for the the same, And after Death for to be hung in Chains: As soon as he came to the fatal Tree, He wept and wrung his hands most bitterly. Saying Christians all, pray for my sinful Soul, My Sins indeed are very gross and foul, My Wife, my Mother, and my Children dear, For Murdering them I now must suffer here. My Infants Blood for Vengeance now doth cry, My virtuous Wife she stands before my Eyes, My aged Mother too, methinks I see: You graceless Children all be ruld by me. Besure you shun lewd Harlots Company, You with a virtuous Wife may happy be; But I, cruel Wretch! her Blood most dear did spill, That never did nor thought me any Ill. How can I cast my Eyes to Heaven high? O blessed Saviour do not me deny: I hope good Christians for my Soul youll pray, When this he spoke, the Cart i[t] drew away. You Parents, and likewise you Children pray, Observe what I do say to you this Day; You Children mind your Parents, serve the Lord, A Crown of Glory will be your Reward. Language Language ballad is printed in English Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging in chains Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.9.788; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31485/image" target="_blank">EBBA 31485</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/b118a7334a2094cae002ec6457e2d05b.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="400" height="600"></iframe> Subtitle BEING A full and true ACCOUNT of one Mr John Jones, a Gentleman's Son in Wiltshire, whose Father left him an Estate of twelve hundred Pounds a Year, and married a Lady of a great Fortune in the same Place, but being reduced to Poverty and Want with riotous Living, he killed his wife and Children, and afterwards hanged his Mother on a tree in the Orchard. With the last dying Words of this Wretch, who was hanged before his Mother's Door, July 30 last. PROVERBS, Chap. XXX. 17. The Eye that mocketh his Father, and despiseth to obey the Voice of his Mother the Ravens of the Valley shall pick it out, and the young Eagles shall eat it. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE DISOBEDIENT SON AND CRUEL HUSBAND. English hanging in chains Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/b8bc4672b4e6b340c994af64c24cff6e.jpg 00216279d9c109d6b4dce4dd7a21f785 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Where is my love Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics The Downfall of William Grismond, Or, A Lamentable Murder by him committed at Lainterdine in the County of Hereford the 22 of March. 1650. with his woful Lamentation. The tune is, VVhere is my Love. [Figure: ] O Come you wilfull youngmen, and hear what I shall tell, My name is William Grismond, at Lainterdine did dwell, O there I did a murder, as it is [...]non full well. And fo[...] mine offence I must dye. There was a Neighbours dauhhter, that l[...]ved there hard by, Whom I had promis'd Marriage, and with her I did ly. I [illeg.] did dissemble with her, my lust to satisfie. And for, &c. I had my pleasure with her, I had my lewd desire, The using of her body, was that I did require. I was ore come and snared, by him that is a Lyar. And for, &c. She claimed of me Marriage, and said she was with child, Saying marry me sw_et William, now you have me defil'd' If you do now forsake me, O utterly I'm spoyl'd And for, &c. When she had us'd these sp_eches, my anger did arise. And then to work her overthrow I quickly did devise. What though her words was honest yet I did them despise, And for, &c. O mark how it did happen, this huswife being poor. And I who was my Fathers heir, her words did urg me sore. For I could have another, with gold and silver store. And for, &c. My Father and my mother, I knew would not consent, If I had marryed with her, I knew I should be [illeg.] shent . Then unto wicked murder, my heart was fully bent. And for, &c. In flattering sort I brought her, into a field of broom, And when we both together, into the field was come. I had my pleasure with her, and then I was her doom. And for, &c. Then in the broom I kil'd her, with my accursed knife, There hatefully I kil'd her, who lov'd me as her life. I cut her throt I kil'd her. who should have b_en my wife. And for, &c. Thr_e dayes she lay there murdred before that she was found, But when the neighbours serching within that broomy ground. Did find her there uncovered. and with a bloody wound. And for mine offence I must dye. [Figure: ] [Figure: ] THe Neighbours having found her where I did doe this d_ed, There in the broom they found her where I her blood did shed: But when I did perceive that I ran away with sp_ed, And for mine offence I must dye. No sooner had they found her, but I away did goe. I thought to go to Ireland, the very truth is so. But God he would not suffer me. to run my Country throw, And for, &c. Yet I was got on Ship-board, as you may understand, But when the ship was troubled, I must go back to Land, I could not passe away so, with guilty heart and hand, And for, &c. There is some wicked person the ship-men then did say, Within this ship w_e know it, that cannot passe away. W_e must return to land her, and make no more delay, And for, &c. Then n_er unto Westchester, I taken was at last, And then in Chester Prison I suddenly was cast, From thence brought unto Hereford to answer what was past, And for, &c. But when my loving Father, his Gold he did not spare, To save me from the Gallows, he had of me great care, But it wodld not be granted, the Gallows was my share, And for, &c. My fault it was so hainous, it would not granted be, I must for an example, hang on the Gallow tr_e, God grant that I a warning to all young-men may be, And for, &c. O my dear loving Father, he was to me most kind, He brought me up most costly, so was his tender mind, But I indeed to lewdnesse was too too much inclin'd, And for, &c. He brought me up in Learning, his love to me was still, He thought it all too little, he did bestow on VVill, But when he lookt for comfort, his heart I then did kill, And for, &c. I might have had a marriage, my Father to contentŒ‡ And that my loving Mother, would give her hearts consent. But I had took such courses. doth make us all repent, And for, &c. Now young-men take warning, you see my fall is great, O call to God for mercy, Gods grace doe you intreat, I might have lived bravely, and had a gallant seat, And for, &c. O Lord I now crave pardon, with a relenting heart, I know my sins are hainous, I'm very sorry for't: Alas I have deserved, a very hard report, And for mine offence I must dye. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1663-1665 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad William Grismond's pregnant girlfriend asks him to marry her; he kills her instead. When her body is found three days later, he flees on a ship to Ireland. The ship must return to shore and he is arrested, taken to Westchester, Chester Prison and then to Hereford to be hanged. His father spends a lot of money to free him but to no avail. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, W. Gilbertson, and J. Wright. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Hereford Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/b8bc4672b4e6b340c994af64c24cff6e.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="500"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit University of Glasgow Library, Euing Ballads 61; British Library; Bodleian; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31739/image" target="_blank">EBBA 31739<br /></a>Recorded in <em>Universal Songster 3</em>, p. 296; <em>The Crotchet</em> (1847), pp. 107-108. Subtitle or, A lamentable murder by him committed at Lainterdine in the county of Hereford, the 22 of March, 1650, with his woful [sic] lamentation. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The downfall of William Grismond hanging Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/01553680aba91e17201f8494e5a4ee13.jpg aaa3b243d058852e1528903c00570f24 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics The end and Confession of John Felton who suffred in Paules Churcheyeard in London, the .viii. of August, for high Treason. 1570. EChe man desiers to haue reporte, of newes both strange and rare: And couits for to know those thinges, whereby they may be ware. For to avoyde those doynges greate, that might on them befall: For by example are they taught to do, and what they shall Receiue for their malicious mindes, and wicked Treasons greate: As now of late it hath been seen through Iustice iudgements seate. That holdes the sworde to do the right, and strike where blowes should fall: And punish for their wicked liues, eche one whom she doth call. The poore, the ritche, the learnd, ye wise the begger and the snudge: The Kynge somtime too hath it felt, aswell as hath the drudge. Wherefore be lawes decreed and made but for to punish those, That will not by theyr Prince be rewld but seemes to be theyr foes. As now is seene by Felton lo, that lately here did die, In Paules Churchyarde he left his life, on Galows taule and hie. Who from the prison where he lay, was drawne on Hardell there: For good example of all such, that they might take the feare. For to beware of suche like facte, as well in worde as deede: Least they for theyr like hier at last no better like to speede. * Now marke his ende and what I shall reporte here of his death: For why these eares of mine did here, and iyes while that his breath Remained in his wicked corps, which stubbornly did die: As one me thought somthing best raught through Treasons crueltie. His Gowne of Grograin he put of, which on his backe he had: And eke his Doublet which was made of Sattin somwhat sad. Into his Shirte he then was stript, and vp the Ladder he Did mount, for to receaue that death, that eche man there might se. These wordes he spake, and said alowde my Maisters all and some: One thinge I haue to say to you, now that I here am come. That is, I pray you all with me beare recorde what I say: I here protest before you all , this present dieyng day, That I was neuer Traytour sure, nor Treason to my Queene Did neuer do, nor neuer thought, that euer hath been seene. And for the facte wherefore I die, I can it not denie: But at the Gate where as the Bull was hanged, there was I, In company, on more with me, did hange it vp together: And though in place, I had not bin, it had not scaped euer. From hanging vp, for suredly, for that same present day: It had bin hanged, in that place, though I had been away. Then sayde the Shreue, vnto him, Oh Felton do remember: That thou hast bin, a Traytour great and to the Queene offender. And surely thou moste Trayterously, and stubbornly hast thou sought, The best thou couldst to go aboute, thy Prince to bringe to nought. And eke the Realme and all the rest, as mutche as in thee lay, Thou soughst by thy Traiterous harte, to bringe vnto decay. Therfore call vnto God the Lord, and pray him from thy hart: That he receaue thy soule to rest, when thou from hence shalt part. Well so I do, and here I craue, you all good people pray For me, that ready is to dye, and then began to say, Into thy hands, Oh Lord my God, I yeeld my Soule and Breath: For thou hast me redeemd, I say, with thy most precious death. In manus tuas Domine, and so the rest he sayde, The Hangman then did throwe him of, and so his breath was staide. He hanged theare vpon the Tree, and in a litle space: They cut him downe incontinent, that Iustice might take place. Wher as he quartred shoulde be, according to the Lawe: And to the Iudgement that he had, to make those stande in awe. That be of his affinitie: and surely there be some, That thinkes that he deserude not death in all that he hath don. He then dismembred was straight way, when he had ended that: His Belly ripped open wide, his Bowels all he gat. And to the fire he straight them threwe, which ready there was made: And there consumed all to dust, as is the fiers trade. His Head cut of, the Hangman then, did take it vp in hand: And vp alofte he did it showe, to all that there did stand. And then his body in Fowre partes, was quartred in that place: More pitty that his Traytorous Hart, could take no better grace. And thus he had his iust desarte, as well he had deserued: I would the rest that not repents, were likewise also serued. Beware you Papists all beware, be true vnto your Queene: Let not your Traiterous hartes be bent as here tofore hath been. Stand not against the liuing God, spurne not against his Law: Kicke not against the Pricke I say, but haue him still in awe. Be not ashamde to torne in time, set shamefastnesse aside: No shame it is to turne to God, though you haue gon far wide, The farther you haue gon astray, and wicked wayes hath led, The ernester you should returne, from that most wicked Bed, Wherin you lay a sleape long while, forgetting of his grace: Now call the refore vnto the Lord, to set you in that place, Where you may haue eternall rest, and liue in heauen hie: And rest in Abrahams bosome too, when that you needes must dye. And for that grace that God may geue, as I haue sayde before: I humbly pray continually, both now and euermore. Our Prince, our Queene Elizabeth, a happy state to haue: Let vs all pray with one accord, her noble grace to saue. And hir to keepe from all hir foes, and sheild eternally: From wicked wights that go about, to s_eke continually: Hir whole decay: the Lord defend, hir noble royall hart: From yeelding to those Foes of hirs, that daily plaies their parte. For to be reeue her of her right, and of hir stately Crowne: All those (I say) that so doth seke, God shortly throw them downe. Thus here I end, and once againe, the liuing God I pray: Our noble Qu_ene Elizabeth, preserue both night and day. ({quod}) F. G. FINIS. Œ_ Imprinted at London, in Fleetstreete, by VVilliam Hovv: for William Pickering: and are to be solde at his shop at S. Magnus corner. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1570 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Felton_(martyr)" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> Blessed John Felton (died 8 August 1570) was an English Catholic martyr, who was executed during the reign of Elizabeth I. <br /><br />Almost all of what is known about Felton's background comes from the narrative of his daughter, Frances Salisbury. The manuscript that holds her story has a blank where his age should be, but it does say that he was a wealthy man of Norfolk ancestry, who lived at Bermondsey Abbey near Southwark. He "was a man of stature little and of complexion black". His wife had been a playmate of Elizabeth I, a maid-of-honour to Queen Mary and the widow of one of Mary's auditors (a legal official of the papal court). He was the father of Blessed Thomas Felton. Felton was arrested for fixing a copy of Pope Pius V's Bull Regnans in Excelsis ("reigning on high"), excommunicating Queen Elizabeth, to the gates of the Bishop of London's palace near St. Paul's. This was a significant act of treason as the document, which released Elizabeth's subjects from their allegiance, needed to be promulgated in England before it could take legal effect. The deed brought about the end of the previous policy of tolerance towards those Catholics who were content occasionally to attend their parish church while keeping their true beliefs to themselves.<br /><br />The reaction seemed soon to be justified: it was the publication in England of Pius's exhortation that gave the impetus to the Ridolfi plot, in which the Duke of Norfolk was to kidnap or murder Queen Elizabeth, install Mary, Queen of Scots, on the throne and then become de facto king by marrying her. The law records say that the act was committed around eleven at night on 24 May 1570, but Salisbury claims it happened between two and three in the morning of the following day, the Feast of Corpus Christi. Felton had received the bulls in Calais and given one to a friend, William Mellowes of Lincoln's Inn. This copy was discovered on 25 May and after being racked, Mellowes implicated Felton, who was arrested on 26 May. Felton immediately confessed and glorified in his deed, "treasonably declar[ing] that the queen... ought not to be the queen of England", but he was still racked as the authorities were seeking, through his testimony, to implicate Guerau de Spes, the Ambassador of Spain, in the action. He was condemned on 4 August and executed by hanging four days later in St. Paul's Churchyard, London. He was cut down alive for quartering, and his daughter says that he uttered the holy name of Jesus once or twice when the hangman had his heart in his hand. He was beatified in 1886 by Pope Leo XIII. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London, in Fleetstreete, by VVilliam Hovv: for William Pickering: and are to be solde at his shop at S. Magnus corner. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging, quartering Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. high treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. 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For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Execution Events Execution Event An execution event that may have multiple ballads and ballad pamphlets, accounts and artworks associated. Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. Assisting to steal an Heiress Related Ballads Ballads that are related to this item (tune, artwork, event or ballad) <ul><li><a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/871"><span>Captain Johnson's Last Farewel to the World</span></a></li> </ul> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Execution of Capitan John Johnson Description An account of the resource SIR JOHN JOHNSTON was born at Kirkcaldy, in Fifeshire. His father had had a good estate, but had diminished it by extravagant living, so Sir John went young into the army to improve his fortune. He went over to Ireland, where he thought to better his circumstances by marriage; and getting into the acquaintance of a Mr Magrath, in the county of Clare, he, by his urbane conversation, so gained his good opinion, that he frequently invited him to dinner. Mr Magrath having a daughter, with ten thousand pounds as her portion, Sir John took every opportunity to insinuate himself into her company, and so far gained upon her affections as to obtain her consent to elope with him; but the father, having some hints given him of their private courtship, kept a very watchful eye over their actions, and at last, being confirmed in his suspicions, forbade Sir John his house, and kept his daughter close.  <br /><br />Miss Magrath being uneasy under her confinement, and deprived of the company of Sir John, whom she loved to distraction, made a kinswoman her confidante, and entrusted her with a letter to Sir John, to let him know how uneasy her life was, and that if he would come to such a place, at a stated time, she would endeavour to make her escape, and meet him. But the lady, thinking she should gain most by obliging her uncle, delivered the letter to him, instead of Sir John. Mr Magrath, having read it, sealed it up again, and sent it to Sir John, who received it with a great deal of satisfaction, and immediately wrote an answer, and returned it by the same messenger. But, repairing to the place of rendezvous, instead of meeting the lady, he fell into an ambuscade of fellows with sticks and clubs, who beat him so unmercifully that he promised to relinquish his pursuit.  <br /><br />Having been in London some time, and spent his money, he was obliged to apply to some of his countrymen for support; and Captain James Campbell, brother of the Earl of Argyll, having a design to steal an heiress, one Miss Mary Wharton, he and Mr Montgomery were assistants in the affair. Miss Wharton was the daughter of Philip Wharton, Esq., and at the age of thirteen, by his death, inherited fifteen hundred pounds per annum, besides a personal property to the amount of one thousand pounds. This young lady resided with her mother in Great Queen Street, and Captain James Campbell, brother of the Earl of Argyll, wishing to possess so rich a prize, determined to marry her perforce, and for that purpose prevailed upon Sir John Johnston and Archibald Montgomery to assist him in conveying Miss Wharton from her home, which being done, and a reward of a hundred pounds offered for the apprehension of Captain Campbell, and fifty pounds a-piece for him and Mr Montgomery. Sir John, being betrayed by his landlord, was apprehended and indicted for it, the 11th of December, 1690.  <br /><br />The evidence was, in substance, that Miss Mary Wharton, being an heiress of considerable fortune, and under the care of her guardian (Mr Bierly), was decoyed out on the 10th of November, and being met with by Sir John Johnston, Captain Campbell and Mr Montgomery, in Queen Street, was forced into a coach with six horses (appointed to wait there by Captain Campbell) and carried to the coachman's house, and there married to Captain Campbell, against the consent of herself, or knowledge of her guardian. The jury having found the prisoner guilty, he received sentence of death.  <br /><br />The enterprise succeeded but too well to Johnston's cost. Campbell, who was the real culprit, escaped punishment, and married Margaret Leslie, daughter of David Lord Newark, after Parliament had dissolved his first marriage; but every effort to save Johnston proved ineffectual. Miss Wharton afterwards married Colonel Bierly, who commanded a regiment of horse in the service of William III.  <br /><br />At the place of execution, Sir John addressed the spectators in a long speech, in which he not only endeavoured to make it appear he was blameless in the transaction for which he suffered, but that he had been greatly wronged by printed papers, in which he was charged with a rape at Chester, and a similar crime at Utrecht, in Holland. 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Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1173"><em>The Rich Merchant Man</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Unto you all this day, my faults I do declare, Alas! I have not long to stay, I must for Death prepare; A most notorious Wretch, I many years have been, For which I now at length must stretch, a just Reward for Sin: No Tongue, nor Pen can tell what Sorrows I conceive; Your Golden Farmer's last Farewell, unto the World I leave I having run my Race, I now at last do see, That in much shame and sad disgrace, my Life will ended be: I took Delight to rob, and rifle rich and poor, But now at last, my Friend Old Mob, I ne'er shall see thee more: No Tongue nor Pen can tell; what Sorrows I conceive; Your Golden Farmer's last Farewell, unto the World I leave. A Gang of Robbers then myself did entertain; Notorious hardy Highway-men. who did like Ruffians reign: We'd rob, we'd laugh, and joke, and revel night and day; But now the knot of us is broke, 'tis I that leads the way: No Tongue nor Pen can tell what Sorrows I conceive, Your Golden Farmer's last Farewell unto the World I leave. We Houses did beset, and robb'd them night and day, Making all Fish that came to Net, for still we cleared the way; Five Hundred Pounds and more, in Money, Gold, and Plate, From the right Owner we have bore, but now my wretched State, No Tongue nor Pen can tell, etc. We always gagg'd and bound most of the Family, That we might search untill we found their hidden Treasury; Which if we could not find, a Pistol cock'd streightway, Presented at their Breast, to make them shew us where it lay: No Tongue nor Pen can tell, etc. The Bloud which I have spilt, now on my Conscience lies, The heavy dreadfull thought of Guilt my Senses do's surprize; The thoughts of Death I fear, although a just Reward, As knowing that I must appear, before the living Lord, No Tongue nor Pen can tell, etc. I solemnly declare, who am to Justice brought, All kind of wicked Sins that are, I eagerly have wrought; No Villains are more rife, than those which I have bred; And thus a most perfidious Life I in this world have led: No Tongue nor Pen can tell, etc. Long have I liv'd you see, by this unlawful Trade, And at the length am brought to be a just Example made: Good God my Sins forgive, whose Laws I did offend, For here I may no longer live, my Life is at an end: No Tongue nor Pen can tell what Sorrows I conceive; Your Golden Farmer's last Farewell, unto the World I leave. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1690 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, and J. Back. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder, robbery Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Fleet Street Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <strong>From David Nash Ford's <a href="http://www.berkshirehistory.com/bios/wdavies.html" target="_blank"><em>Royal Berkshire History</em></a></strong> <br /><br /> William Davies (1627-1690) Born: 1627 in Wrexham, Denbighshire Highwayman Died: 22nd December 1690 at Westminster, Middlesex William Davies was a famous highwayman, known as the 'Golden Farmer,' from his habitually paying with gold coin to avoid identification of his plunder. It is said he often left his victims keep their jewels and other valuables. <br /><br />He was born at Wrexham in Denbighshire in 1627, but removed in early life to Sudbury in Gloucestershire, where he married the daughter of a wealthy innkeeper and had, by her, eighteen children. He moved his family to Bagshot on the Surrey-Berkshire border where he became a successful farmer until the last month of his life, but used this trade as a mere cloak. For he had early taken to the road and robbed persons returning from cattle fairs or travelling to pay rent, mainly on Bagshot Heath but also as far afield as Salisbury Plain. He was dexterous in gaining information and his character was above suspicion. <br /><br />Initially operating alone, Davies became a master of disguise and, at one time, robbed his own landlord of the annual rent money just collected from him. He later became the captain and leader of a large gang, among whom was Thomas Sympson, alias 'Old Mobb,' born at Romsey in Hampshire, who robbed for forty-five years with no other companion than the 'Golden Farmer.' Davies robbed the Duchess of Albemarle in her coach on Salisbury Plain, after a single-handed victory over her postilion, coachman and two footmen. He took three diamond rings and a gold watch, besides reproaching her for painting her face and being niggardly. Between Gloucester and Worcester, he robbed Sir Thomas Day of £60, after enticing him into a declaration that the county would make good any money lost on the highway if "betwixt sun and sun". <br /><br />Davies had begun this career as an experiment, after the King's death in 1649, when twenty-two years old. He gained something of a Robin-Hood reputation over the years, with some of his haul finding its way under the doors of local poor families. However, his wife never had any suspicion of his illegal activities and, in all the ordinary relations of life, he was eminently respectable. His charming manners enabled him to secure the fidelity of accomplices and attract the confidence of his victims. <br /><br />The ‘Golden Farmer’ retired from his profession for a few years, but was tempted back to the highway, in hope of making up a large sum for the purchase of land adjacent to his property. He had fallen out of practice and was recognised. Soon afterwards, he was discovered in Salisbury Court in Fleet Street (Westminster) which was, at that time, a kind of sanctuary. He had a narrow escape and shot a pursuing butcher. Being apprehended, he was committed to Newgate Prison, tried for the murder at the Old Bailey Sessions of 11th-17th December 1690 and his previous crimes became known. He was condemned to be hanged at the end of Salisbury Court (instead of Tyburn, as usual), where he had shot the butcher. He died on 22nd December 1690, in the sixty-fourth year of his age, and was afterwards hung in chains on Bagshot Heath. Some say this was adjoining the old pub in Easthampstead that he used to frequent, now the site of a modern replacement known as the ‘Golden Farmer’. He had left affectionate messages for 'Old Mobb,' who was suspected of having betrayed him. Mobb was hanged at Tyburn on Friday 30th May 1691. <br /><br />According to George Daniel of Canonbury, the 'Golden Farmer' had been a corn-chandler in Thames Street, selling by day and despoiling the farmers at night. The contemporary ballad, his 'Last Farewell,' admits his close connection with 'a gang of robbers, notorious hardy highwaymen who did like ruffians reign;' also with housebreakers and burglars, clearing £500. one time, in money and plate.<br /><p>Edited from Leslie Stephen's '<em>Dictionary of National Biography'</em> (1888)<em><span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';font-size:xx-small;"><br /></span></em></p> Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad William Davies aka 'The Golden Farmer', a notorious highwayman is finally executed after 45 years of robbery, and is hanged in chains on Bagshot Heath, where he had committed many of his crimes. Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/c3a90345ba6a3a3a9902b54797147bb8.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> <br /><iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/11c8bbc3c93bb75e565c5484e18bd2cf.mp3" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="400" height="50"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.187; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20802/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20802</a> Subtitle who was arraigned and found Guilty of wilfull Murther, and likewise many notorious Robberies; for which he received a due Sentance of Death, and was accordingly Executed on the 22d. of December, 1690 in Fleetstreet. To the Tune of The Rich Merchant-man. Licensed according to Order. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Golden Farmer's Last Fareweel Audio recording English hanging Male murder robbery https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/95690493a943c43e8f51dfc27a2a7dc1.jpg ca33d045422445d0cd7f27cdf4ec77e9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em>Follow bonny Lad</em>: Or, <em>The High-way Man's Delight</em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics F Ollow bonny Lad, By the High-way side, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me as I love thee, then let us gang both together. And if we meet a Man, We'l cause him to stand, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l make him stand both together. Be it better, be't worse, We will take his Purse, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we will take it both together. And than by and by, Follow the Hue and Cry, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l both be taken together. And [then in a Cart,] We'l [be carry'd] to York, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l both be carry'd together. Then over Mount-Hill, And by the Mill, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, one pint we will drink together. And then we must lye Until the next Assize, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, there we will lye together. And the next Assize, We must be Trappiz'd, my own dear loving B rother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we both will Swing together. With the Mattock and Spade, Our Graves shall be made, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l lye in a Grave together. But let us not be Fearful whilst free, my own dear loving Brother ; For if thou love me, as I love thee, we will fight and dye together. For a Knight of the Padd, Should never be sad, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou lov'st me, as I love thee, we will be merry together. Let what will come, We know our Doom, my own dear loving B rother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we will cast away fear together. Our Booty we'l share, And take no futher care, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we will spend it both together. Our Lasses and our Wine, Our Wits shall refine, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we will share them both together. At nothing we'l grieve, So Silver we have, my own dear loving Brother; For if thou lov'st me, as I love thee, what we do we'l do together. Men of our Profession, Move by Discretion, my own dear loving B rother; And if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l jovially move together. Goals we will Contemn, Till we fall into them, my own dear loving B rother; But if thou love me, as I love thee, we'l wear the stone doublet together. But as we now are, Let us have a care, my own dear loving Brother; And if thou love me, as I love thee, let us have a care toghther. O let us-still beware, Of the wretced Snare, my own dear loving Brother; And if thou lov'st me, as I love thee, O let us have a care together. O to dye in a Rope, Wilt destroy all our hope, my own dear loving Brother; But if thou lov'st me, as I love thee, if we dye we'l dye both together. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1684 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A fictional cautionary ballad, warning against highway robbery and imagining punishment for highwaymen. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for I. Wright, I. Clark, VV. Thackeray, and T. Passenger. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. robbery, theft Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.157; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20777/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20777</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/95690493a943c43e8f51dfc27a2a7dc1.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="500" height="350"></iframe> Subtitle Or, Nevison's Last Legacy to the Knights of the High-Padd; By way of Caution, to deter them from following their Unlawful Enterprizes. Being a most Pleasant New Song, greatly in Request both in City and Country. Beware all you that set Unlawful Game, Least in the end your selves you sadly shame; Hemp is a fatal Weed, and spoils the growth Of many a rash and unadvised Youth: Then timely warning take er'e 'tis too late, And by that warning shun untimely Fate. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE High-way Mans Advice To his Brethren. hanging Male robbery theft https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/907ac2ad0d84fef5c5fcb7758766fb4b.jpg 551739a61e6ec35193a31f10b746345f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Artworks Still Image A static visual representation. 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Title A name given to the resource The Idle 'Prentice Executed at Tyburn Series: Industry and Idleness, Plate 11 Description An account of the resource Plate 11: the place of execution with, in the middle ground, Idle seated in a cart with his coffin and John Wesley exhorting him to repent, the Newgate chaplain in a carriage, the triple gallows, and a wooden gallery crowded with onlookers; in the foreground an unruly mob including a ragged woman selling a copy of "The last dying Speech & confession of Tho. Idle" and Tiddy Doll, the gingerbread seller. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource William Hogarth (English, 1697 - 1764) Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1747 Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource This work is in the public domain in its country of origin and other countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 100 years or less. https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/87e88685ed7e4c268e8da3412742e658.jpg bb8ded8e0a399289e1df66fe530992ba Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1170"><em>Russell's Farewell</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics OH! what a wicked Age is this, we Wretches do live in, How prone we are to Wickedness, and to commit each Sin; No day but does produce new Fact of Villainy I say, Some Thieve, some Murders basely act, this is done day by day. But of all Baseness none can tell a wickeder indeed, For when I think upon it well, it makes my Heart to bleed; A Midwife which at Poplar dwell'd, now Newgate is her doom, 'Tis said she several Children kill'd, and hid them under Ground. She left a Boy and Girl at home, besides an infant small, And left them no Provision, which made the Children bawl: They cried so loud the Neighbours heard who went for their Relief, The Boy immediately declar'd their Misery and Grief. I'th' Sellar on a Shelf thats high a Basket there you'l find, And in it two dead Children lye, which terrifie[s] my Mind: They went and found it to be true, a dismal Spectacle, Oh wretched Woman, why did you these little Infants kill. I'th' Sellar by the Boys advice, they digged up and down, Where six poor Childrens carcasses immediately were found. Their Skulls and Bores were taken up, a dismal sight to see, Oh Midwife, Midwife, what mad'st thou bury them privately. Some say they're By-blows she did take, Or Bastards, which you will And all was for the Moneys sake, these infants must be kill'd; For 'tis supposed a sum for good she with a Child did take, But oh! such [?]n[?]rseries for Bloud, would makes one heart to ake. What Grief and Trouble there must be, to those that have put out Their Children to her Custody, since now the Murder's out; No less than eight poor Childyen found, thought to be made away, Six private buried under ground, two in a Basket lay. You Mothers that have Children sure, you nere will Money give, That you for that may never more your Child see while you live, For 'tis a comfort for to see, the Mother Nurse its Child, And then no Midwives Cruelty can ever you beguile. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1693 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Mary Compton was found guilty of the murders of several children, some her own, some she was paid by the churchwardens to take in. Her maid was acquitted, as she knew nothing of the dead children (in the cellar) and was left with only cheese to feed the babies. Ann Davis was convicted of being an accessory to the murders and was burned in the hand. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed and Sold by T. Moore, Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/87e88685ed7e4c268e8da3412742e658.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.193; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20808/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20808</a> Subtitle OR, The Bloudy Midwife; Being A Discovery of a Barbarous Cruelty to several Children that had been made away, and buried privately in a Sellar, and two hid dead in a Hand-basket. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Injured Children, English Female murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/b434ee3747e2b1f127ea73234520f85e.jpg c2c3f69d27f439672e688b4008ba4df2 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/257b980d7923912a3d3e3eb545b1e2e3.mp3 4e0dd25198c3c4d1a7fd355ef79c042b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1172">The Ladies Fall</a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics THere was a Lord of worthy fame and a Hunting he would ride, Attended by a noble Train, of Gentry by his side, And whilst he did in chase remain, to see both sport and play, His Lady went as she did feign, unto the Church to pray. This Lord he had a Daughter fair whose beauty shin'd so bright: She was belov'd both far and near of many a Lord and Knight. Fair Isabella was she call'd, A Creature fair was she, She was her fathers only joy, as you shall after see. But yet her Cruel step-Mother, did envy her so much, That day by day she sought her life her Malice it was such. She bargain'd with the Master-Cook to take her life away, And taking of her Daughters Book she thus to her did say. Go home sweet daughter, I thee pray go hasten presently. And tell unto the Master-Cook these words that I tell thee. And bid him dress to dinner straight, that fair and milk white Doe, That in the Park doth shine so bright, there's none so fair to show. THis Lady fearing of no harm, obey'd her Mothers will, And presently she hasted home her mind for to fulfill. She straight into the Kitchin went, her message for to tell: And there the Master-Cook she spy'd who did with malice swell. You Master-Cook it must be so, do that which I thee tell You needs must dress the milk-white doe, which you do know full well. Then straight his cruel bloody hands, he on the Lady laid, Who quivering and shaking stands, whilst thus to her he said. Thou art the Doe that I must dress, see here behold my Knife, For it is pointed presently, to rid thee of thy life. O then cry'd out the Scullen boy as loud as loud might be, O save her life good Master-Cook, and make your Pies of me. For pitty sake do not destroy, my Lady with your Knife, You know she is her fathers joy, for Christs sake save her life. I will not save her life he said, nor make my Pies of thee, But if thou do this deed bewray thy Butcher I will be, But when this Lord he did come home for to sit down and eat, He called for his Daughter Dear, to come and carve his meat. Now sit you down this Lady said O sit you down to meat, Into some Nunnery she is gone, your Daughter dear forget. Then solemnly he made a vow before the company, That he would neither eat nor drink, until he did her see. O then bespake the Scullen boy, with a loud voice so high, If that you will your Daughter see, my Lord cut up that Pye. Wherein her flesh is minced small; and parched with the fire: All caused by her Step-Mother, who did her death desire. And cursed be the Master-Cook, O cursed may he be, I proffered him my own hearts blood, from death to set her free. Then all in black this Lord did mourn, and for his Daughters sake He judged for her Step-mother, to be burnt at a Stake, Likewise he judg'd the Master-Cook in boyling Lead to stand, and made the simple Scullen Boy, the Heir to all his Land. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1672-1696? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A fictional ballad, included here to demonstrate how similar they were - in lyric, melody, and appearance - to ballads about genuine events. A wicked stepmother conspires with the cook to kill her stepdaughter. He kills her and bakes her into a pie, but the scullery boy is an eye-witness and warns the duke before he eats his daughter. The murderers are executed and the scullery boy becomes heir to the dukedom. Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events Fictional tale Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye-corner. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. burning at stake (for stepmother), boiling lead (for male cook) Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Multiple Tune Data <em>The Ladies Fall</em> (Simpson 1966, pp, 98, 104, 105, 248, 369-371, 368), is linked with<em> In Peascod Time.</em> Image / Audio Credit University of Glasgow Library - Euing Ballads 1.182; Pepys 2.149; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31937/image" target="_blank">EBBA 31937</a>. Audio recording by Molly McKew.<br /><br /> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/b434ee3747e2b1f127ea73234520f85e.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="450"></iframe> <br /><iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/257b980d7923912a3d3e3eb545b1e2e3.mp3" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="300" height="50"></iframe> Subtitle OR, The Step-Mothers Cruelty. Being a Relation of a most Lamentable and Cruel Murder, committed on the body of the Lady Isabella, the only Daughter of a Noble Duke occasioned by the means of a Step-Mother and the Master-Cook, who were both adjudged to suffer a Cruel death, for committing the said Horrid Act. Image notice Full size images of all ballad sheets available at the bottom of this page. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lady Isabella's Tragedy; Audio recording boiling lead burning burning at stake Female Male murder Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics The lamentation that Ladie Jane made, Saiyng for my fathers proclamation now must I lose my heade . This was the lamentacion, That Ladie Jane made : Saiyng, for my fathers Proclamacion, Now must I lose my head. But God that sercheth every harte, And knoweth I am giltles, Although that I now suffer smarte, Yet, I am not worthie of this. For when she was at the place appoincted, Her death mekely for to take : Her ghostly father and she reasoned. Her praiers then she did make. Forthe of our beddes we were fet out, To the Tower for to go : Yet wist we not where about, Our fathers did make us do so. Alas what did our fathers meane, Both tree and fruicte thus for to spill, Against my mynde he proclaimed me quene, And I never consented theretill. The lorde Gilforde my housbande, Which suffred here presente : The thyng our fathers toke in hande, Was neither his nor my consente. But seyng I am iudged by a lawe to dye, And under whiche I was borne : Yet will I take it pacientlie, Laughyng none of them to scorne, Why should I blame fortune of this, Seyng blame it is not worthie : Our livyng were so farre amis, That we deserved this miserie. For my synne I am worthie to dye, Pride in me did so remaine : Yet all good people praie for me, As charitie doeth constraine. The hedsman kneled on his knee, To forgeve hym her death : Frende, she saied, God forgeve thee, With all my harte and faithe. She kyssed hym, and gave hym a rewarde, And saied to hym incontinente : I praie thee yet remember afterwarde, That thou hast headed an innocente. She gave the Lieutenaunt her booke, Whiche was covered all with golde, Praied hym therein to looke, For his sake that Judas solde. She toke her kercher faire and swete, To cover her face withall : A Psalme of David she did recite, And on the Lorde she did call. Although this breakefast be shorte to me, Yet in the Lorde I trust : To suppe in the heavenlie glorie, With Abraham that is iuste. . . . Upon the Blocke she laied her heade, Her death mekely to take : In manus tuas, then she saied, And this her ende she did make. Imprinted at London, for Ihon Wight. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1562 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lady_Jane_Grey" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> Lady Jane Grey (1536/1537 - 12 February 1554), also known as The Nine Days' Queen, was an English noblewoman who was de facto monarch of England from 10 July until 19 July 1553 and was subsequently executed. A great-granddaughter of Henry VII by his younger daughter Mary, Jane was a first-cousin-once-removed of Edward VI. In May 1553 Jane was married to Lord Guildford Dudley, a younger son of Edward's chief minister, John Dudley, Duke of Northumberland. When the 15-year-old King lay dying in June 1553, he nominated Jane as successor to the Crown in his will, thus subverting the claims of his half-sisters Mary and Elizabeth under the Third Succession Act. During her short reign, Jane resided in the Tower of London. She became a prisoner there when the Privy Council decided to change sides and proclaim Mary as Queen on 19 July 1553. She was convicted of high treason in November 1553, though her life was initially spared. Wyatt's rebellion in January and February 1554 against Queen Mary's plans of a Spanish match led to Jane's and her husband's execution. <br /><br />On the morning of 12 February 1554, the authorities took Guilford from his rooms at the Tower of London to the public execution place at Tower Hill and there had him beheaded. A horse and cart brought his remains back to the Tower of London, past the rooms where Jane remained as a prisoner. Jane was then taken out to Tower Green, inside the Tower of London, and beheaded in private. With few exceptions, only royalty were offered the privilege of a private execution; Jane's execution was conducted in private on the orders of Queen Mary, as a gesture of respect for her cousin. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London: Ihon Wight Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. beheading Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. high treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Age Age of the person condemned in the ballad. 17 Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tower of London Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A ballad about the execution of Lady Jane Grey in 1554. This was most likely printed some years after the events, as a ballad sympathetic to Lady Jane would have been unprintable during the reign of Mary I. URL https://archive.org/details/TransactionsOfTheRoyalHistoricalSociety1909VolIII3rdSeries/page/n69/mode/2up?q=lamentation+that Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The lamentacion that Ladie Iane made saiyng for my fathers proclamacion now must I lese my heade. beheading Female high treason https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/dcc96f154638154d242452c4403fc2c1.jpg c61d61963180b3c2ad9cca9b584e0910 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em>The little Fishes in the Deep, knows no such Liberty</em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics DELL 's Mistris dear, with Carret hair, her Love his Wisdom drown'd; But he was Hanged at Tyburn strong, caused sorrows to abound. My sorrow is great for his sad fate, for loss of my dear Friend; I wish I had him by my side, sorrows would have an end. Be gone, be gone, fond thoughts be gone, and give your sorrows o're; My Friend that I expected down will never come no more. Which makes my heart within me burn, to think how I am down; For once I was belov'd I thought, by the Wisest of the Town. My Neighbours make a scoff at me, and Laugh at my own Door; Because he's Hang'd that was my Friend, and will never come no more. If my dear Friend was here again, that stands in Chirargions Hall, My Neighbours durst not scoff at me, for he'd a plagu'd them all. He plagu'd poor men to maintain me, and thus he led his Life, And all was for the Love of she, that is the Taylors Wife. He put his Father Ball to Nurse, to Deans that was his Friend: But for the Riches that he had, he come by his sad end. Dell Murthered his Father dear, his Brother, and his Wife: For since they come to Edger Town, 'twas I that caus'd the strife. His Company was as sweet to me, as Roses are in June , I thought he was the wisest Man, that was in Edger Town. The Spirit of his Murthered Wife, appears to each Man's sight, No comfort in the World she had, as he did lead his Life This Song is made of Dell my friend, that Kill'd his Brother Ball , And I which am the Taylors wife, I was the cause of all. Since that I can't Revenged be, of those that seek my fall, I wish I were with my dear Friend, that stands in Surgeons Hall. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1674-1679 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events After half an hour or so, the now lifeless bodies were cut down and claimed by friends and relatives or sent for dissection at Surgeons' Hall. Fights often broke out between the rival parties over possession of the bodies. (Prior to the Murder Act of 1752, surgeons were allowed 10 bodies per year, after that they got the bodies of all murderers as well). Wealthier criminals provided coffins for themselves, the poorer ones often could not afford these. It was not unusual for their friends and relatives to sell the bodies to dissectionists. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London , Printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, J. W[right ] and J. Clarke. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Tune Data Recording is <em>When Love With Unconfined Wings</em> (Simpson 1966, pp. 761-62) Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/dcc96f154638154d242452c4403fc2c1.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 3.333; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/21348/image" target="_blank">EBBA 21348</a> Subtitle To a New Tune, called; The little Fishes in the Deep, knows no such Liberty. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The LAMENTATION OF Dell's Mistris For the Loss of her Gallant. English hanging Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/3f20b398e2e4e98e4cbc7d0477ba72d8.jpg b76b0e2943bd8cc8086bc07d042740d9 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1134">Fortune my Foe</a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics KInd Countreymen and our acquaintance all, Example take by this our sodaine fall, Dip not your hands in blood thats innocent, For which offence we both too late repent. The crying sinnes of murther pierceth heaven, And great repentance craves to be forgiven, One bloody deed deserves ten thousand deaths: But we bereaved divers of their breaths. The harmelesse man that did no hurt intend, Most butcher-like we brought unto his end, And that good woman his most loving wife Inhumanely bereaved we of life, She great with child (oh how it grieves our hearts That we should act such bloody tragicke parts!) The harmelesse infant that was in her wombe, We likewise slew, whose mother was its tombe. Their other children sitting by the fire We likewise hurt, who mercy did require, But we no mercy had, nor grace at all, When as these Babes for life did cry and call. And for the same no mercy here we find: Deserved death are for our sinnes assignd, Death is our doome, we here our lives must pay, Our glasse is out, this is our dying day. A shamelesse end for our most shamefull sinne We must receive, that we have lived in, Here on this tree we must resigne our breathe Yet thats not all, though here we die this death. Our bodies must no buriall place possesse, This is our doome for our vild wickednesse, Twixt Earth & Heaven we here must hang in chains As long as sinewes, flesh or bones remaines. Fowles of the aire our eyes they forth will pull, Feed on our flesh, and peck upon our scull, We shall be pointing stocks to every one That passeth by, though we are dead and gone. Earth scornes to hide our bodies from the light, But in the ayre must tottering hang in sight, And here in Kent we nere shall bee forgot, Although our joints by piecemeale dropping rot, Unto each other Travellers will say, See you those Murtherers, as they passe this way, Those are the villaines that the blood did spill Of innocents, thats hanging on yon hill. Thus shall we be discourse for after-times, Which we deserve most justly for our crimes, And we shall be recorded for this fact, That we so mercilesse and foule did act. Great God forgive our sinnes that are so foule, And unto mercy take each sinfull Soule, Deale not in Justice with our sinnes, O Lord, But grace and pardon to our soules afford. Thy mercy (Lord) is greater than our sinne, And if thou please in Heaven to let us in, We doe repent us of our wicked deed, The thought of which doth make our soules to bleed. But woe to him that was the cause of this, Which did intice us first to doe amisse, Oh bloody Darbie, it was long of thee We did consent to do this villanie. Though thou art fled, yet God will find thee out, And will take vengeance on thee, theres no doubt, Heel not let scape so foule and vile a crime, As he hath justly done on us this time. But we confesse, we have deservd to dye, And to the Lord we now for mercy cry: Receive us, Jesus Christ, to thee we pray, Whose precious blood wash all our sinnes away. Thus have you heard how these same two did dye, Ending their lives with shame and infamy, And one of them that was on thother side, Converted, and a Protestant he dide. The Lord (no doubt) to them did mercy lend, Who were so penitent before their end, Their soules I hope in Heaven above doe dwell. But yet another bloody tale Ile tell. FINIS. Another Bloody murther committed neere Ware, in Hart- fordshire, by some notorious offenders, who were execu- ted in the same moneth. To the same Tune. KInd hearts give eare to that which I shall tell Of a sad story which of late befell, In Hartfordshire neere Ware did chance this thing, Which causd salt teares from many eyes to spring. Two men were riding in an evening late, That had a charge of money and estate, And homeward they intended for to goe, But destiny doth oftentimes say no. And for these men foure villaines they did watch, Which had way-layd them how they them might catch: At him which was the formost they did lay, But his swift horse did beare him safe away. The next they hit, and felld him to the ground, And rifling him, they gave him many a wound, So leaving him, as they did thinke for dead, Having his gold, away they streightway fled. Yet one of them did backward cast his eye, And did perceive him stir as he did lye, Saying, Ile backe, and give him his deaths blo[w] For every one of us he well doth know. And with his staffe his braynes he out did beate. Then straight this villaine to them did retreate; But marke how God did bring this thing to light, For blood and murther he will soone requite. One of these theeves a peece of Gold would change With one that knew him, that did thi[n]ke it strang[e] He should have gold, yet not the valew knew, Into suspition straite his mind it drew. And hearing of the murther done of late, Would understand how he came by this state, And threatning him, he then confest straiteway, Both him and them which that same man did slay. They were convicted, and by Law were tride, And for the same all foure of the[m] t[he]y dide, And he that last went b[a]cke, did suffer [de]ath, Just in the place he spent the true mans breath. And at the common Execution place, The other three did end their fatall ra[c]e, A just reward for murtherers in their kind, That beare so base and foule a bloody mind. For he that sits above the heavenly skye, Viewes all below with his all-seeing eye, And will take vengeance when he sees his will, On all that glories harmelesse blood to spill, Great God, preserve us from all sodaine death, Prepare our soules before we lose our breath, Make us all ready for the day to come, When thou shalt give to every one their doome. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1633-1640 ? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad 2 stories: Edward Bruton and James Riley are convicted of the murders of Henry Howell and his wife in Queenes Downe, Kent. In Ware, in Hertfordshire, two men are robbed and murdered by four men, one of whom returns to make sure his victim is dead by bashing his brains in. One of the robbers later goes to change gold, but his ignorance of its value leads changer to suspect something. Robber confesses, and all are executed, the one who bashed the brains in being executed near the spot the murder took place, while the other are executed at 'the common Execution place'. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London, Printed for H.G. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging in chains Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Queenes Downe, Kent Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/3f20b398e2e4e98e4cbc7d0477ba72d8.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="450"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.7.486 (same as Roxburghe 1.487, EBBA 31634); <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/30324/image" target="_blank">EBBA 30324</a> Subtitle who for the bloody murder committed on the bodies of Henry Howell, and his wife, vpon Queenes Downe, were executed and hanged in chaines, neere the same place on the 18. day of March, 1633. // Another Bloody murther committed neere Ware, in Hart-fordshire, by some notorious offenders, who were executed in the same moneth. To the same Tune. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The lamentation of Edward Bruton, and James Riley, hanging in chains Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/9f2b49a29f714aa3e323d940aa6b1334.jpg 0bbaeaa2b5be1f50cae4d45019a19cd5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Weepe, weepe Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1584 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad This piece reports some details of Francis Throckmorton's conspiracy with 'the Queene of Scottes,' and mentions in passing two earlier Catholic conspirators against the life of Elizabeth, John Somerville and Edward Arden, wh owere executed in December of 1583. Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Francis_Throckmorton" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a>Sir Francis Throckmorton (1554 - July 1584) was a conspirator against Queen Elizabeth I of England.<br /><br />He was the son of Sir John Throckmorton and a nephew of Sir Nicholas Throckmorton, one of Elizabeth's diplomats. Sir John had held the post of Chief Justice of Chester but was removed in 1579, a year before his death. The reasons for Sir John's removal from the bench are unclear; he may have been guilty of abuses in the administration of justice, but he may also have been singled out for punishment for his pro-Catholic beliefs.<br /><br />Throckmorton was educated in Oxford and entered the Inner Temple in London as a pupil in 1576. In 1580, he traveled to the European continent and met leading Catholic malcontents from England in Spain and France. After his return to England in 1583, he served as an intermediary for communications between supporters of the Catholic cause on the continent, the imprisoned Mary, Queen of Scots, and the Spanish ambassador Bernardino de Mendoza. <br /><br />Throckmorton's activities raised the suspicions of Sir Francis Walsingham, Elizabeth I's spymaster. A search of his house produced incriminating evidence and, after torture on the rack, Throckmorton confessed his involvement in a plot to overthrow the Queen and restore the Catholic Church in England. An invasion led by Henry I, Duke of Guise would have been coupled with an orchestrated uprising of Catholics within the country. <br /><br />Although Throckmorton later retracted his confession, he was convicted of high treason and executed in 1584. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London, by Richard Ihones Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. high treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Age Age of the person condemned in the ballad. 30 Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Composer of Ballad W. M. Tune Data Reference: Weepe, weepe (Simpson 1966, pp. 660-61) Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/9f2b49a29f714aa3e323d940aa6b1334.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="400" height="600"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit National Library of Scotland - Crawford, Crawford.EB.1361; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/33815/image" target="_blank">EBBA 33815</a> Subtitle For the late Treasons conspired against the Queenes Maiestie and the vvhole Realme, by Franuces Throgmorton: who was executed for the same at Tyborne, on Friday being the tenth day of Iuly last past. 1584. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lamentation of Englande: high treason Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/a38467778129a21cb1be6f030ac7f90b.jpg b71612bdc06a6225e80b74f3dcca44e5 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Wharton Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics To lodge it was my chance of late, at Kendal in the Sizes week, Where I saw many a gallant state was walking up and down the street, Down plumpton park as I did pass, I heard a Bird sing in a glen: The chiefest of her Song it was, farewell the flower of Serving-men. Sometimes I heard the the Musick sweet, which was delightfull unto me: At length I heard one wail and weep. a gallant youth condemn'd to dye: Down Plumpton park, etc. A Gentleman of courage bold, his like I never saw before, But when as I did him behold, my grief it grew still more and more: Down Plumpton Park, etc. Of watery eyes there were great store, for all did weep that did him see, He made the heart of many sore, and I lamented for company: Down Plumpton park, etc. To God above (quoth he) I call, that sent his son to suffer death: For to receive my sinful soul, so soon as I shall loose my breath, Down Plumpton park, etc. O God I have deserved death, for deeds that I have done to thee: Yet never liv'd I like a thief, till I met with ill company. Down Plumpton park, etc. For I may curse the dismal hour, first time that I did give consent: For to Rob the King's Receiver and to take away his Rent: Down Plumpton park, etc. You Gallants all be warn'd by me, learn Cards and Dice for to refrain, Fly whores, eschew ill company, for these 3 thing will breed you pain: Down Plumpton park, etc. All earthly treasures are but vain and worldly wealth is vanity: Search nothing else but heaven to gain remember all that we must dye: Down Plumton park, etc. Farewell good fellows less and more, be not dismaid at this my fall: I never did offend before, John Musgrave, all men did me call: Down Plumton park as I did pass, I heard a bird sing in a glen, etc. The second part of the Lamentation of John Musgrave. To the same Tune. T He bait beguiles the bonny Fish, some care not what they swear or say The Lamb becomes the Foxes dish when as the old sheep runs away: Down Plumpton park as I did pass, I heard a bird sing in a glen, The chiefest of her song it was, fare well the flower of Serving-men. The Fowlers that the Plovers get, take glistering glass their net to set: The Ferret when the mouth is cop't. doth drive the Coney to the Net: Down Plumton park, etc. The Pike devours the Salmon free, which is a better Fish than himself: Some care not how whose children cry, so that themselves may keep their pelf: Down Plumpton park, etc. Farewell good people less and more, both great and small that did me ken: Farewell rich, and farewell poor, and farewell all good Serving-men; Down Plumpton park, etc. Now by my death I wish all know, that this same lesson you may teach, Of what degree, of high, or low, climb not I say above your reach: Down Plumpton park, etc. Good Gentlemen I you intreat, that have more sons than you have lands, In idleness do not them keep, teach them to labour with their hands: Down Plumpton park; etc. For idleness is the root of evil, and this sin never goes alone: But Theft and Robbery follows after, as by my self is plainly shown: Down plumpton park, etc. For Youth & Age, will not understand, that friends in want, they be but cold, If they spend their portions and lack land they may go beg when they are old: Down Plumpton park, etc. Farewell, farewell my bretheren dear, sweet Sisters make no doal for me: My death's at hand I do not fear, we are all mortal and born to dye: Down Plumpton park, etc. I know that Christ did dye for me, no earthly pleasures would I have: I care not for the world a flye, but mercy Lord of thee I crave. Down Plumpton park, etc. Come man of death and do me right, my glass is run I cannot stay: With Christ I hope to lodge this night and all good people for me pray: Down Plumpton park, etc. The man of death his part did play, which made the tears blind many an eye He is with Christ, as I dare say, the Lord grant us that so we may: Down Plumpton park, etc. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1681-1684 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <strong>The duel of Stewart and Wharton</strong><br />From <em><a href="https://archive.org/details/minstrelsyofscot01scot/page/n11" target="_blank">Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border,</a> </em>Volume 2, by Sir Walter Scott <br /><br />By a circuitous route, we are now arrived at the subject of our ballad; for, to the tragical duel of Stuart and Wharton, and to other instances of bloody combats and brawls betwixt the two nations, is imputed James's firmness in the case of Lord Sanquhar. The sufferers in this melancholy affair were both men of high birth, the heirs apparent of two noble families, and youths of the most promising expectation. <br /><br />Sir James Stuart was a knight of the Bath, and eldest son of Walter, first lord Blantyre, by Nicolas, daughter of Sir James Somerville, of Cambusnethan. Sir George Wharton was also a knight of the Bath, and eldest son of Philip, lord Wharton, by Frances, daughter of Henry Clifford, earl of Cumberland. He married Anne, daughter of the earl of Rutland, but left no issue. The circumstances of the quarrel and combat are accurately detailed in the ballad, of which there exists a black-letter copy in the Pearson Collection, now in the library of the late John duke of Roxburghe, entitled, "A Lamentable Ballad, of a Combate, lately fought, near London, between Sir James Stewarde, and Sir George Wharton, knights, who were both slain at that time.--To the tune of, Down Plumpton Park." <br /><br />A copy of this ballad has been published in Mr Ritson's Ancient Songs, and, upon comparison, appears very little different from that which has been preserved by tradition in Ettrick Forest. Two verses have been added, and one considerably improved, from Mr Ritson's edition. These three stanzas are the fifth and ninth of Part First, and the penult verse of Part Second. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for J. Wright, J. Clark, W. Thackeray, and T. Passenger. Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Kendal Tune Data Tune not in T<em>he British Broadside Ballad and its Music</em> (Simpson 1966). Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.8.487; Pepys 2.160; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/30986/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 30986</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/a38467778129a21cb1be6f030ac7f90b.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="650" height="500"></iframe> Subtitle Who was Executed at Kendal, for Robbing the King's Receiver, and taking away from his great store of Treasure. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lamentation of John Musgrave, Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/91cf7892ecb9c024ea3ebb46786b98c0.jpg d49b0e46fea72ab4edb33b3786097343 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1134">Fortune my foe</a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics The Lamentation of Master Pages wife of Plimmouth, who being enforced by her Parents to wed him against her will, did most wickedly consent to his murther, for the love of George Strangwidge: for which fact she suffered death at Barstable in Devonshire. Written with her owne hand a little before her death. To the tune of Fortune. UNhappy she whom fortune hath forlorne, Despis'd of grace, that proffered grace did scorne, My lawlesse love that lucklesse wrought my woe, My discontent content did overthrow. My loathed life too late I doe lament, My hatefull deed with heart I doe repent: A wife I was that wilfull went awry, And for that fault am here prepar'd to die. In blooming yeares my fathers greedy minde, Against my will a match for me did finde: Great wealth there was, yea gold and money store, But yet my heart had chosen long before. My eye mislik't my Fathers liking quite: My heart did loath my Parents fond delight: My grieved minde and fancy told to me, That with his age my youth could not agree. On knees I crav'd they would me not constraine, With teares I cryde their purpose to refraine: With sighes and sobs I did them often move, I might not wed whereas I could not love. But all in vaine my speeches still I spent, My Fathers will my wishes did prevent: Though wealthy Page possest my outward part, George Strangwidge still was lodged in my heart. I wedded was but wrapped in all woe, Great discontents within my heart did grow, I loath'd to live, yet liv'd in deadly strife, Because perforce I was made Pages wife. My chosen eyes could not his sight abide, My tender youth did scorne his aged side, Scant could I taste the meat whereon he fed, My legs did loathe to lodge within his bed. Cause knew I none I should despise him so, That such disdaine within my minde did grow, Save onely this that fancy did me move, And told me still George Strangwidge was my love. But here began my downefall and decay, In mind I mus'd to make him straight away, I that became his discontented wife: Contented was he should be rid of life. Me thinkes that heaven cries vengeance for my fact, Me thinkes the world condemnes my monstrous act, Me thinkes within, my conscience tells me true, That for that deede hell fire is my due. My pensive life doth sorrow for my sinne, For this offence my soule doth bleed within, Yet mercy Lord, for mercy still I cry, Save thou my soule and let my body dye. Well could I wish that Page enjoyed his life, So that he had some other to his wife: But never would I wish of low or hie, A longer life and see sweet Strangwidge dye. Ah woe is me that had not better grace, To stay till he had run out Natures race: My deed I rue, but more I doe lament, That to the same my Strangwidge gave consent. You Parents fond that greedy minded be, And seeke to graft upon a golden tree: Consider well, and rightfull Judges be, And give your doome twixt Parents love and me. I was their child and borne for to obey, Yet not to wed where I no love could lay. I maried was to mucke and endlesse strife, But faith before had made me Strangwidge wife. Ah wretched world which cankred rust doth blind, And cursed men that beare a greedy mind, And haplesse I whom Parents did force so, To end my dayes in sorrow, shame and woe. you Devonshire dames, & courteous Cornwal knights That here are come to visit woefull wights: Regard my griefe and marke my woefull end, And to your Children be a better friend. And thou my deare which for my fault must die, Be not afraid the force of death to trie, Like as we liv'd and lov'd together true, So both at once let's bid the world adue. Ulalia thy friend doth take her last farewell, Whose soule with thine, in heaven shall ever dwell, Sweet Saviour Christ doe thou my soule receive, The world I doe with all my heart forgive. And Parents now, whose mournfull minds doe show Your hearts disease and inward heavie woe, Mourne you no more, for hope my heart doth tell, Ere day be done, that I shall be full well. And Plimmouth proud I bid thee eke farewell, Take heed you wives let not your hands rebell: And farewell life wherein such sorrow flowes, And welcome grave which must my corpes inclose. And now sweet Lord forgive me my misdeeds, Repentance cries for soule that inward bleeds: My soule and body I commend to thee, That with thy blood from death redeem'd it free. Lord blesse our King with long and happy life, And send true love betwixt each Man and Wife: And give all Parents wisedome to foresee, The match is marr'd where minds doe not agree. Finis The Lamentation of George Strangwidge, who for consenting to the death of Master Page of Plim- mouth, suffered death at Barstable. 1609, THe man that sighes and sorrowes for his sinne, The corpes which care and woe hath wrapped in In dolefull sort records his Swan-like Song, That waits for death and loaths to live so long. O Granfield cause of my committed crime, Snared in wealth as birds in bush of lime: What cause hadst thou to beare such wicked spight, Against my good and eke my loves delight. I would to God thy wisedome had beene more, Or that I had not entred in thy doore: Or that thou hadst a kinder Father beene Unto thy child, whose yeares are yet but greene. The match unmeet which thou for muck didst make: When aged Page thy Daughter home did take: Well maist thou rue with teares that cannot dry, Which was the cause that foure of us must die. Ulalia faire, more bright then summers Sunne, Whose beauty had my heart for ever won: My soule more sobs to thinke of thy disgrace, Then to behold mine owne untimely race. The deed late done in heart I doe lament But that I lov'd I cannot it repent: Thy seemely sight was ever sweet to me, Would God my death might thy excuser be. It was for me alas thou didst the same, On me of right they ought to lay the blame: My worthlesse love hath brought my life in scorne, Now woe is me that ever I was borne. Farewell my Love whose loyall heart was seene, Would God thou hadst not halfe so constant beene: Farewell my Love, the pride of Plimmouth Towne, Farewell the Flower whose beauty is cut downe. For twenty yeares, great was the cost, I know Thy unkind Father did on thee bestow: Yet afterward so sore did fortune [l]owre, He lost his joy and child within an houre. My wrong and woe to God I doe commit, This was the fault by matching them unfit, And yet my guilt I cannot so excuse, I gave consent his life for to abuse. Wretch that I am, that I consent did give, Had I denied, Ulalia still should live: Blind fancy said, her sute doe not deny, Live thou in blisse, or else in sorrow die. O Lord forgive this cruell deed of mine, Upon my soule let beames of mercy shine: In justice Lord doe thou no vengeance take, Forgive us both for Jesus Christ his sake. The sorrowfull complaint of Mistris Page, for causing her Husband to be murthered, for the love of George Strangwidge, who were executed together. IF ever woe did touch a Womans heart, Or griefe did gaule for sin the inward part My conscience then and heavy heart within, Can witnesse well my sorrow for my sin. When yeares were young my Father forst me wed, Against my will, where fancy was not led, I was content his pleasure to obey, Although my heart was linkt another way. Great were the gifts they proffered to my sight, With wealth they thought to win me to delight: But gold nor gift my heart could not remove, For I was linkt whereas I could not love. Me thought his sight was loathsome in mine eye, My heart did grudge against him inwardly This discontent did cause my deadly strife, And with his wealth I liv'd a loathsome life. My constant love was on young Strangwidge set, And woe to them that did our welfare let: His love in me so deepe a roote did take, I could have gone a begging for his sake. Wronged he was even through my Parents plaine, Wronged he was through fond desire of gaine, If faith and troth a perfect pledge might be, I had beene wife unto no man but he. Eternall God forgive my Fathers deed, And grant all maidens to take better heed, If I had constant beene unto my friend. I had not matcht to make so bad an end. But wanting grace, I sought my owne decay, And was the cause to cast my friend away: And he in whom my earthly joyes did lie, Through my amisse, a shamefull death must die. Farewell sweet George, my loving faithfull friend, Needs must I laude and love thee to the end And albeit that Page possest thy due, In sight of God thou wast my husband true. My watry eyes unto the heavens I bend, Craving of Christ his mercy to extend, My bloody deed, O Lord doe me forgive, And let my soule within thy Kingdome live. Farewell false world and friends that fickle bee, All wives farewell, example take by me: Let not the Devill to murther you intice, Seeke to escape each foule and filthy vice. And now, O Christ, to thee I yeeld my breath, Strengthen my faith in bitter pangs of death: Forgive my faults and follies I thee pray, And with thy blood wash thou my sinnes away. FINIS. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1609? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Contains 3 ballads: one in the voice of Mistress Page, one in voice of George Stangwidge, and the third in Page's voice again Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events From <em>Ben Jonson: Dramatist,</em> by Anne Barton, 1984, p. 11: <br /><br />[Ben Jonson's] Page of Plymouth clearly drew upon the sensational murder for which Ulalia Page and her lover George Strangwidge were executed at Barnstaple in March 1589/90. Three contemporary ballads, two of them probably the work of Thomas Deloney, survive to indicate the general nature of the plot. Like the anonymous Arden of Feversham (1591) or Wilkins's The Miseries of Enforced Marriage (1606), this was a domestic tragedy. Dekker, indeed, was still exploiting the genre in 1621 in the somewhat more volatile company of John Ford and William Rowley when he worked up The Witch of Edmonton. ... The ballads themselves, although the speakers (Strangwidge and Mistress Page) never question the justice of their own death sentences, nevertheless come down emotionally on the side of true love. They are unequivocal in their condemnation of the parents whose greed forced their young daughter into marriage with a rich old curmudgeon, when they knew her heart had already been bestowed elsewhere... <br /><br />cf. 'The Murder of Page of Plymouth,' from Sundry Strange and Inhumaine Murthers, Lately Committed (1591), reprinted in Blood and Knavery: A Collection of English Renaissance Pamphlets and Ballads of Crime and Sin, ed. Joseph H. Marshburn and Alan R. Velie (Rutherford, N. J.: Fairleigh Dickinson University Press, 1973), p. 62. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London Printed for H. Gosson Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Multiple Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Barnstaple, Devonshire Composer of Ballad Thomas Deloney Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/91cf7892ecb9c024ea3ebb46786b98c0.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="500"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 1.126-127 (See also Roxburghe 1.162-163, EBBA 30122; Euing 1.192, EBBA 31948); <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20054/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 20054</a> Related Ballads Ballads that are related to this item (tune, artwork, event or ballad) <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/913">The Lamentation of Mr. Pages Wife of Plimouth</a> Subtitle who being enforced by her Parents to wed him against her will, did most wickedly consent to his murther, for the loue of George Strangwidge: for which fact she suffered death at Barstable in Deuonshire. Written with her owne hand a little before her death. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lamentation of Master Pages wife of Plimmouth, murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/88384e30dff4cdcdada602adbf8d66ef.jpg 910e380b5038d1d824ce59cc8bba47d3 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1134">Fortune my foe</a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics U Nhappy she whom Fortune hath forlorn, Despis'd of grace, that proffer'd grace did scorn, My lawless love hath luckless wrought my woe, My discontent, content did overthrow. My loathed life too late I do lament, My woful deeds in heart I do repent: A Wife I was that wilful went awry, And for that fault am here prepar'd to dye: In blooming years my Fathers greedy mind, Against my will a match for me did find, Great wealth there was, yes, gold and silver store, But yet my heard had chosen one before. Mine eyes dislik't my Fathers likeing quite, My heart did loath my Parents fond delight: My greedy mind and fancy told to me, That with his Age my Youth could not agree. On knees I pray'd they would not me constrain, With tears I cry'd, their purpose to refrain: With sighs and sobs I did them often move: I might not Wed whereas I could not Love. But all in vain my speeches still I spent, My Mothers will my wishes did prevent, Though wealthy page possest the outward part, George Strangwidge still was lodged in my heart. I Wedded was and wraped all in woe, Great discontent within my heart did grow: I loath'd to live, yet liv'd in deadly strife, Because perforce I was made pages Wife. My chosen eyes could not his sight abide, My tender Youth did loath his aged side, Scant could I tast the meat whereon I fed, My Legs did loath to lodge within his bed. Cause knew I none, I should despise him so, That such disdain within my heart did grow: Save onely this, that fancy did me move, And told me still George Strangwidge was my love. Lo here began my downfal and decay, In mind I mus'd to make him straight away: I that became his Discontented Wife, Contented was he should be rid of Life. Methinks the Heavens cry vengeance for my fact, Methinks the World condemns my monstrous act, Methinks within my conscience tells me true, That for that Deed Hell fire is my due. My pensive Soul doth sorrow for my Sin, For which offence my soul doth Bleed within, But mercy Lord, for mercy still I cry, Save thou my soul, and let my body dye. Well could I with that page enjoy'd his life, So that he had some other to his Wife: But never could I wish of low or high, A longer life than see sweet Strangwidge Dye. O woe is me that had no greater grace, To stay till he had run out natures race: My Deeds I rue, but more I do Repent, That to the same my Strangwidge gave consent. You Parents fond that greedy minded be, And seek to graft upon the Golden tree: Consider well, and rightful judges be, And give your Doom, 'twixt parents love & me. I was their Child, and bound for to obey, Yet not to love where I no love could lay, I married was in muck and endless strife, But faith before had made me Strangwidge Wife. O wretched world whom canker'd rust doth blind And cursed men who bear a greedy mind: And hapless I whom Parents did force so, To end my Days in sorrow, shame, and woe. You Devonshire dames, & courteous Cornwal Knights, That here are come to visit woful wights, Regard my grief, and mark my woful end, But to your Children be a better friend. And thou my Dear which for my fault must Dye, Be not afraid the sting of Death to try: Like as we liv'd and lov'd together true, So both at once let's bid the World adieu. Ulalia thy friend doth take her last farewel Whose soul with thee in Heaven shall ever dwell, Sweet Saviour Christ do thou my soul receive, The World I do with all my heart forgive. And Parents now whose greedy mind doth show, Your hearts desire, and inward heavy woe: Mourn you no more, for now my heart doth tell, E're Day be done, my Soul shall be full well. And Plimouth proud I bid thee now farewel, Take heed you Wives, let not your hands Rebel, And farewel life wherein such sorrow shows, And welcome Death that doth my Corps inclose. And now sweet Lord forgive me my misdeeds, Repentance crys for Soul that inward bleeds, My Soul and Body I commend to thee, That with thy Blood from Death redeemed me. Lord bless our King with long and happy life, And send true Peace betwixt each Man and Wife: And give all Parents Wisdom to foresee, The match is marr'd where minds do not agree. The lamentation of George Strang- widge, who for consenting to the Death of Mr. Page of Plimouth, suffered Death at Barnstable . T He Man that sighs end sorrows for his sin, The Corps which care & woe hath wraped in: In doleful sort records her Swan-like Song, That waits for death, and loaths to live so long. O Glansfield cause of my commited Crime, So wed in Wealth as Birds in Bush of Lime: What cause had'st thou to hear such wicked spight Against my Love and eke my hearts delight. I would to God thy wisdom had been more, Or that I had not entred in thy door: Or that thou hadst a kinder Father been Unto thy child, whose Years are yet but green. The match unmet which thou for me didst make, When aged page thy Daughter home did take; Well may'st thou cue with tears that cannot dry, Which is the cause that four of us must die. Ulalia more brighter than the Summers Sun, Whose beauty has for ever my Love won: My soul more sobs to think of thy disgrace, Then to behold my own untimely race. The deed late done in heart I do repent, But that I lov'd I cannot yet relent: Thy seemly sight was ever sweet to me, Would God my Death could thy excuser be. It was for me alas thou didst the same, On me by right they ought to lay the blame: My worthless love hath brought my life in scorn, And woe is me that ever I was born. Farewel my love, whose Royal heart was seen, I would thou hadst not half so constant been: Farewel my Love, the pride of plimouth Town, Farewel the Flower whose beauty is cut down. For twenty Years great was the cost I know, Thy unkind Father did on thee bestow: Yet afterwards so sowre did Fortune lowre, He lost his joy and Child within an hour. By wrong and woe to God I do commit, Who was the cause of matching them unfit: And yet I cannot so my guilt excuse, We gave consent his life for to abuse. Wretch that I am, that my consent did give, Had I deny'd, Ulalia still should live: Blind fancy said, this suit do not deny: Live thou in bliss, or else in sorrow dye. O Lord forgive this cruel deed of mine, Upon my soul let beams of mercy shine: I n justice Lord do thou no vengeance take, F orgive us both, for Jesus Christ his sake. The Complaint of Mrs. Page for causing her Husband to be Murthered, for the love of George Strangwidge , who were execu- ted together. I F ever woe did touch a womans heart, Or grief did gall for sin the outward part: My conscience then and heavy heart within, Can witness well the sorrow for my sin. When Years were Young, my father forc'd me wed Against my will, where fancy was not fed: I was content their pleasure to obey, Although my heart was linkt another way. Great were the gifts they proffered in my sight, With wealth they thought to win me to delight, But Gold nor gifts my mind could not remove For I was linkt whereas I could not love. Methought his sight was loathsome to my Eye, My heart did grudge against him inwardly : This discontent did cause my deadly strife, And with his wealth did cause a grievous life. My constant love was on Young Strangwidge set, And woe to him that did our welfare let: His love so deep a root in me did take, I would have gone a beging for his sake. Wronged he was through fond desire of gain, Wronged he was even through my Parents plain: If faith and troth a perfect pledge might be, I had been Wife unto no man but he. Eternal God forgive my Fathers Deed, And grant all Parents may take better heed. If I had been but constant to my friend, I had not matcht to make so bad an end. But wanting Grace I sought my own decay, And was the cause to make my Friend away; And he on whom my earthly joys did lye, Through my amiss a shameful Death must die. Farewel sweet George, always my loving friend Needs must I laud and love thee to the end: And albeit that Page possest thy due, In sight of God thou wast my Husbandtrue. My watry eyes into the Heavens I bend, Craving of Christ his mercy to extend My bloody deed do me O Lord forgive, And let my Soul within thy Kingdom live. Farewel false world, and friends that fickle be, All Wives farewel, example take by me. Let not the Devil to murder you entice, Seek to escape such foul and sinful vice. And now, O Christ to thee I yield my breath, Strengthen my faith in bitter pangs of Death: Pardon my faults and follies I thee pray, And with thy blood wash thou my sins away. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1684-1686 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for J. Clarke, W. Thackery, and T. Passinger. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. burning, hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Multiple Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Barnstaple, Devonshire Composer of Ballad Thomas Deloney URL <a href="http://www.glanvillenet.info/eulalia1.htm" target="_blank">Eulalia Page</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/88384e30dff4cdcdada602adbf8d66ef.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="500"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.170-171, (cf. Roxburghe 3.742-743, EBBA 31453; Roxburghe 3.744-745, EBBA 31455); <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20787/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20787</a> Related Ballads Ballads that are related to this item (tune, artwork, event or ballad) <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/912">The Lamentation of Master Pages Wife of Plimmouth</a> - virtually the same (Pepys 1.126-127) Subtitle Who being forced to Wed against her will, did consent to his Murder, for the love of George Strangwidge. for which Fact they suffered Death at Barnstable in Devonshire. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lamentation of Mr. Pages Wife of Plimouth, burning hanging murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/fc921693654baf83e7104c8886bd767e.jpg c63eb006ad6250f27f21c1af3795cf57 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1702 Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Oh! Oh! did ever any hear, of such an one as I; The Laws cannot be too Severe; for it's Reason that I die, The Cru'lest Death that e're was known, because I did deny, Even Life to it: when all alon, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Was not I then Un-natural, mine own Child for to Kill. For which I am ordan'd, Sirs, all your Eyes by Death to fill. When I and it then parted were, it did begin to Cry, But I soon stop its Mouth so fair, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Yea was it not great Cruelty, that enter'd in my mind, To dispair of GOD's great Mercy, who Releif soon did find. To me, who of Relief was fain, before my Deliv'ry, Yet to my Child, I wrought great pain, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Which when Born, I did Repair, for to commit the deed, Not of GOD's Mercy taking care, I caus'd my Child to Bleed, The Div'l helpt me to go on, and paved out the way. How I should make my Child begon, which 'twixt my Sides long lye. The Worlds shame me did entice, because I thought it great, This Bloody act to enterprice, for which here ends my Fate. And having thought for to promot; its death without delay, i with great speed 'bout threw it's Throat, which 'twixt my Sides long lye. This being done, with little Grace, where I might lay the Child; I did Contrive for it a place, which when alive was Mild; Mong Feathers then the Bab I laid, with silence great I say, And being Dead, it Bleeding Stay'd, which 'twixt my Sides long lye. The Bloody Fact this being done, I thought my self secure. Yet GOD most High, it did think on, He such would not endure. But soon caus'd some as Witness stand, that they did hear it Cry, And that I kill'd it with my hand, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. I then with Boldness did soon Swear of such me to be free, Because I said none 'mong them there, with Child did e're me see. But when they also found the Child, I likewise did deny, That I then it my self had kill'd, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Saying it was by me dead Born, and I had laid it there, Least any Person should me Scorn, and Church be too severe. They not beliving, I Confest, at length, I was Guilty, And that its Life I there out prest, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Oh! Sad and Grivous Crueltie, is it not for to hear, Children Murther'd even Mothers by. Oh! Sad for I may fear, Eternal Misery and Woe, may be my chance I say, Because I wrought it's overthrow, which 'twixt my Sides long lye. Yet though my Sins are many LORD, thy mercy's great are more, The Blessing give me of thy Word, good LORD I the implore. Farewel O People, be you fil'd with Joy, for I do Die, For Murthering of my only Child, which 'twixt my Sides did lye. Image / Audio Credit National Library of Scotland, Shelfmark: Ry.III.a.10(103); The Word on the Street, <a href="http://digital.nls.uk/broadsides/broadside.cfm/id/15813" target="_blank">National Library of Scotland Digital Gallery</a> Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Jannet Riddle is convicted of murdering her newborn baby and is hanged for it in the Grass Market, Edinburgh, 1702. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. Infanticide Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Edinburgh Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/fc921693654baf83e7104c8886bd767e.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="500" height="700"></iframe> Subtitle who was Execute, for murthering her own Child, in the Grass Market of Edinburgh, January 21st. 1702 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The last Speech and Confession of Jannet Riddle, English Female hanging infanticide Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1734 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Boston, Printed and sold by Thomas Fleet, at the Heart and Crown in Cornhill., 1734. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Boston Neck Subtitle who was appointed to be executed on Boston Neck, the 17th of October, 1734. Written with his own hand, the day before he was to suffer; and recommended to all people, for their serious perusal. Image / Audio Credit Pamphlet location: AAS Record Number: 0F2F81DEE2D11600, Record Number: w017512. Recorded in <em>Early American Imprints</em>, Series 1, no. 40058 (filmed). Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The last speech and dying words of John Ormsby hanging Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/bee458bdd86c0297e47c19024ca610cf.jpg 2586c8356e17930d129841da75a7aba4 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Poor Georgy Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics A S I went over London Bridge all in a misty morning, There did I see one weep and mourn, lamenting for her Georgy, His time it is past, His life it will not last, Alack and alas! there is no Remedy, Which makes the heart within me Ready to burst in three To think on the death of poor Goergy George of Oxford is my name, and few there's but have known me, Many a mad prank have I plaid but now they've overthrown me, My time it is past, etc. Oh! then bespake the Lady Gray, i'le haste me in the morning; And to the Judge i'le make my way, to save the life of Georgy. His time it is past, His life else it may cost, Alack and alas! is there no remedy? It makes the heart within me Ready to burst in three To think on the death of poor Georgy. Go Saddle me my milk-white Steed, go Saddle me my bonny, That I may to New-Castle speed, to save the life of Georgy. His time it is past, etc. But when she came the Judge before full low her knee she bended, For Georgy' s life she did implore, that she might be befriended. His time may be past, His life else it may cost, Alack and alas! is there no Remedy? It makes the heart within me Ready to burst in three To think on the death of poor Georgy Oh rise, ah rise, fair Lady Gray, your suit cannot be granted; Content pour self, as well you may, for Georgy must be hanged. His time it is past etc. She wept she waild she rung her hands and ceased not her mourning; She offer'd Gold she offer'd Lands, to save the life of Georgy. His time it is past. etc. George's Confession. I Have travell'd through the Land, and met with many a man, Sir; But Knight or Lord I bid him stand he durst not make an answer. But my thread it is spun, My glass is almost run, Alack and alas! there is no remedy; Which makes my heart within me Ready to burst in three To die like a Dog, (says poor Georgy ) The Brittain bold that durst deny his mony for to tender, Th'o he were stout as valiant Guy I forc'd him to surrender. But now my thread is spun, etc. But when the mony I had got, and made him cry pecavi, To bear his charge and pay his shot a Mark or Noble gave I. But my thred it is spun, etc. The Ladies when they had me seen would ne'r have been affrighted To take a dance upon the Green with Georgy they delighted. But now my thred it is spun, etc. When I had ended this our wake and fairly them bespoken, Their rings and jewels would I take to keep for a Token. But now my thread is spun, etc. The hue and cry for George is set, a proper handsome fellow, With Diamond-Eyes as black as jet, and Locks like Gold so yellow. His time is past, etc. Long it was with all their art, e're they could apprehend him, But at the last his valiant heart no longer could defend him. His time it was past, etc. I ne'r stole Horse nor Mare in my life nor Cloven-foot or any, But once six of the kings white steeds and I sold them to Bohemia. His time it was past, etc. Georgy he went up the hill, and after followed many, Georgy was hanged in silken string, the like was never any. His time it was past, His life will not last, Alack and alas! there is no remedy, etc. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1683 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for P. Brooksby in West-smithfield, at the Sign of the Golden Ball, near/ the Bear Tavern in Pye Corner. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. theft Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Image / Audio Credit Houghton Library - Huth, EBB65H; Pepys 2.150 (cf. Roxburghe 4.53, EBBA ID: 31352); <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/35226/xml" target="_blank">EBBA 35226</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/bee458bdd86c0297e47c19024ca610cf.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="450"></iframe> Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Life and Death of George of OXFORD hanging Male theft https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/b2b898f6b777f5f96e0bf39873c3cfea.jpg 37deef7eae6bdf9381852ed4fcf2ccfd Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Flying Fame Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics COme hither yongmen and give eare, and good example take, By this which is related here for admonitions sake, Wherein is showne the life and death, of Sands that noted theefe. The reason why he lost his breath, is here declar'd in briefe. That all young men from him may learne to live in better awe, Foule vice from vertue to discerne, according to the law: A wicked life this caitiffe led, rejecting vertues lore, The grace of God from him was fled, all good he did abhorre. Since first he came to any strength, he practis'd nought but stealing, Which brought a shamefull death at length for his ungracious dealing, He alwayes hath himselfe maintain'd by base sinister courses, And oftentimes hath beene araign'd by Law, for stealing horses. Yet still it was his lucke to scape, which hardned him in evill, From theft to murder, and to rape, suborned by the Devill, His wicked heart so bent to sin, in villany tooke pride, There lived scarce the like of him, in all the Land beside. His name so infamous was growne to all both far and neere, And he tooke pride to have it knowne, as by him did appeare. For when he was araign'd of late, at the Tribunall seat, He seemed to exhilerate, at his offences great. And boasted that he oftentimes had scap't the fatall cord, For stealing horses, and such crimes, as high wayes doe afford, And with a braving impudence, he did the Bench outface, Not shewing any reverence, to any in that place. The facts he was indited for, were three enornous sinnes, Which God and nature doth abhor, the least damnation winnes, Without the speciall grace of God, for which he never sought, Nor never seemed to be sad, for that which he had wrought. The Maid that on Saint James his day, was found neere Holborne dead, Tis [t]hought this wretch did make away, if all be true that's sed. From her he tooke away twelve pound, and then to ma[k]e all sure, He strangled her, as she was found, his safety to procure. The second part. To the same tune. BUt no such crimes can be conceal'd, old time will find them out, And have them to the world reveal'd, and publisht all about, As this strange murder came to light, by Sands his owne confession, When as he sought with all his might, to act a foule transgression, Upon the body of a Maid, whom he perforce did ravish, If she oppos'd his will he said with speeches somewhat lavish: That if she did deny to yeeld to him, hee'd serve her so, As he did one in Holborne field not very long agoe. To this foule sin of ravishment he likewise did seduce Another youngman, whose consent gave ayd to this abuse. For which by law he hath his doome, to suffer shamefully, Take heed young men how you do come into leud company. For if young Jones had never seene this wicked Sands his face, He surely now had living beene, but wanting Gods good grace, He was allured by his meanes to live by lawlesse stealth, Thus to maintaine strong drink & queanes he robd the commonwealth. Some other men of good regard, he did to robbery draw, All these with him in death have shar'd, according to the Law. But he the chiefe occasion was of these same youngmens ends, Whose deaths have brought to wofull passe their parents and their friends. Among the rest one father Jones, an honest ancient man, With lachrimable teares bemones the losse of his owne son. But Sands hath run so [w]ild a race, that few bewaile his death, How many flockt with joy to'th place where he did lose his breath. His father named Sir George Sands, when by his carelesse dealing, He had quite wasted goods and lands, did live long time by stealing: And with his wicked Lady wife, did rob the high way side, For which at length he lost his life, and by base hanging dyde. Thus both the father and the sonne did end their lives alike, The Lady yet hath scapt that death, and sorrow doth her strike. God grant her life may now be such, that men of her may say, Her life was leud, yet now shee's prov'd a convert at last day. Loe here you see a fearfull end, of Sir George Sands his sonne, Let every one a warning take, and better courses runne: Which to effect let us all pray to him that gave us breath, That of his mercy he'll us keepe from such untimely death. The following lines Jones writ with his owne hand, a little before his death. To me death is not death, but life for ever. My joy in heaven is, which endeth never. Lord thou hast promist to the penitent, That thou wilt save him if he doe repent: And now most gratious Lord, I crave of thee. Mercy for him that hath contemned thee, I am a sinner (Lord) thou knowst I am, And full of ill, above an'other man, Yet am I free from'th fault for which I dye, But have transgrest the Lawes most hainously. Oh save my soule, O Lord of thee I crave, Let that mount up, though body rot in grave. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1626 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London for F. Couls, and are to be / sold at his shop at the vpper end of the / Old Baily neere Newgate. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder, rape, sodomy Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Tune Data 'Flying Fame' probably aka <em>Chevy Chase</em>, (Simpson 1966, pp. 96-101) <br />Date tune first appeared: 1430?<br /><br /><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Ballad_of_Chevy_Chase" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> There are two extant English ballads known as The Ballad of Chevy Chase, both of which narrate the same story. As ballads existed within oral tradition before being written down, other versions of this once popular song may also have existed. <br /><br />The ballads tell the story of a large hunting party upon a parcel of hunting land (or chase) in the Cheviot Hills, hence the term, Chevy Chase. The hunt is led by Percy, the English Earl of Northumberland. The Scottish Earl of Douglas had forbidden this hunt, and interprets it as an invasion of Scotland. In response he attacks, causing a bloody battle which only 110 people survived. Both ballads were collected in Thomas Percy's Reliques and the first of the ballads in Francis James Child's Child Ballads. <br /><br />The ballads are thought to have been based on the events of the Battle of Otterburn in 1388, although the account of the battle is not historically accurate and it may relate to border skirmishes up to fifty years later. Nevertheless, the first ballad includes the lines <br /><br />This was the hontynge off the Cheviat, that tear begane this spurn; Old men that knowen the grownde well yenoughe call it the battell of Otterburn. There is also a third ballad named The Battle of Otterburn which is assuredly about this battle.<br /><br /><strong>First ballad: </strong>The first of the two ballads of Chevy Chase was perhaps written as early as the 1430s, but the earliest record we have of it is in The Complaynt of Scotland, one of the first printed books from Scotland. The Complaynt of Scotland was printed about 1540, and in it the ballad is called The Hunting of Cheviot. <br /><br />Sir Philip Sidney said of this early ballad: <br />"I never Heard the old song of Percie and Douglas, that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet" -- <em>Defence of Poesy.</em><br /><br /><strong>Second ballad:</strong> In 1711 Joseph Addison wrote in <em>The Spectator,</em> <br />The old song of "Chevy-Chase" is the favourite ballad of the common people of England, and Ben Jonson used to say he had rather have been the author of it than of all his works. Sir Philip Sidney, in his discourse of Poetry, speaks of it in the following words: "I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart more moved than with a trumpet; and yet it is sung by some blind crowder with no rougher voice than rude style, which being so evil apparelled in the dust and cobweb of that uncivil age, what would it work trimmed in the gorgeous eloquence of Pindar?" For my own part, I am so professed an admirer of this antiquated song, that I shall give my reader a critique upon it without any further apology for so doing.<br /><br />Addison was apparently unaware that the ballad he then goes on to analyse in detail was not the same work praised by Sidney and Jonson. The second of the ballads appears to have been written in modernized English shortly after Sidney's comments, perhaps around 1620, and to have become the better-known version. Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/b2b898f6b777f5f96e0bf39873c3cfea.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="650" height="500"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 1.128-128; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20055/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20055</a> Subtitle who after many enormous crimes by him committed, with Iones and Gent his confederates, was executed at Tyburne on Wednesday the 6 of September, 1626. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The life and death of M. Geo: Sands, hanging Male murder rape sodomy Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics 'Twas on Good Friday morning, all on an April day A German ship was signalling, way out there in the bay. 'We've twenty thousand rifles here, all ready for to land.' But no answering signal came to them from lonely Banna Strand. A motor-car went dashing through the early morning gloom. A sudden crash, and in the sea, they went to meet their doom Two Irish lads were drown'ded there, just like their hopes so grand They would not give the signal now from lonely Banna Strand. 'No signal answers from the shore,' Sir Roger sadly said, 'No comrades here to welcome me, alas! they must be dead; But I must do my duty, and at once I mean to land,' So in a boat he pulled ashore to lonely Banna Strand. The German ship was lying there, with rifles in galore. Up came a British ship and spoke, 'No Germans reach the shore; You are our Empire's enemy, and so we bid you stand. No German boot shall e'er pollute the lonely Banna Strand.' As they sailed for Queenstown Harbour, said the Germans: 'We're undone The British have us vanquish'd: man for man and gun for gun. We've twenty thousand rifles here, that never will reach land. We'll sink them all, and bid farewell to lonely Banna Strand.' The R.I.C. were hunting for Sir Roger high and low, They found him at McKenna's Fort, said they: 'You are our foe.' Said he: 'I'm Roger Casement, here upon my native land, I meant to free my countrymen on lonely Banna Strand.' They took Sir Roger prisoner and they sailed for London Town, Where in the Tow'r they laid him, as a traitor to the Crown. Said he, 'I am no traitor,' but his trial he had to stand, for bringing German rifles to lonely Banna Strand. 'Twas in an English prison that they led him to his death. 'I'm dying for my country dear,' he said with his last breath. He's buried in a prison yard, far from his native land And the wild waves sing his Requiem on lonely Banna Strand. They took Sir Roger home again in the year of sixty five And with his comrades of sixteen in peace and tranquil lies His last fond wish it fulfilled for to lay in his native land And the waves will roll in peace again On the lonely Banna Strand. Language Language ballad is printed in English Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Banna Strand (also known as "The Lonely Banna Strand" - "The Ballad of Roger Casement" is a different song) is an Irish rebel song about the failed transport of arms into Ireland for use in the Easter Rising. Authorship of the song is unknown. The final verse was written by Derek Warfield of the Wolfe Tones in 1965 when Roger Casement's remains were finally returned to Ireland. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lonely Banna Strand English https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/30b1e13b51c5dd7eebc8603192f293d0.jpg 301cb01f390923fc64d2ecc99f8c1885 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em><a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1208">Tender hearts of London City</a></em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics P Ride the bane of humane creatures, will corrupt the best of natures, when it soars to its full height, who can stand it or command it, when the object is in sight? Reason is no more our jewel, When our dearest thoughts are cruel, all her Maxims are forgot: Else what reason, was for Treason, or this base inhumane Plot. Russel that injoy'd the treasure, Every way repleat with pleasure, had Allegience quite forgot: Hopes of Risiing did advise him, to this base inhumane Plot. Who alas! could he desire, That himself could not require, pride did only his besott; To aspire to grow higher, By a base inhumane Plot. Safely might have liv'd for ever, In a gracious Princes favour, and more honour there have got: Then his thoughts what e're they wrought, By any base inhumane Plot. Those false hopes that did deceive him, With his nature will not leave him, nor with his poor body rot: Whilst records, the world affords, his Treason ne'r will be forgot. Better be the Earl of Bedford , Then for Treason loose his Head for't, and to make his name a blot: In each Lybel as a Rebbell, In a base inhumane Plot. If his Prince had ever left him, Or of any Grace bereft him, e're his Treason force his Lot: Yet Obedience and Allegience, should have kept him from this Plot. Treason is a Crime 'gainst nature, Against Kings the highest matter, sure can never be forgot: he that blames him does prophane him and his soul is in the Plot. Russel dy'd then unlamented, By all men but who consented to this damn'd inhumane Plot: To Distroy the Nations joy, the King and Monarchy should Rot. But Heavens preserve the Crimson Royal And bring all the rest to tryal who Alegience have forgot: And confounded be each Round-head, in this damn'd inhumane Plot. FINIS. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1683 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Lord William Russell was one of those implicated in the Rye House plot against Charles II and James, Duke of York, early in 1683. Although he pleaded not guilty and there seems to have been little ground for suspecting him, he was convicted of high treason and exeuted July 21, 1683. A number of good-night ballads were written upon his death (Simpson 1966). Ketch's execution of Lord Russell at Lincoln's Inn Fields on 21 July 1683 was performed clumsily; in a pamphlet entitled The Apologie of John Ketch, Esquire he alleged that the prisoner did not "dispose himself as was most suitable" and that he was interrupted while taking aim. On that occasion, Ketch wielded the instrument of death either with such sadistically nuanced skill or with such lack of simple dexterity - nobody could tell which - that the victim suffered horrifically under blow after blow, each excruciating but not in itself lethal. Even among the bloodthirsty throngs that habitually attended English beheadings, the gory and agonizing display had created such outrage that Ketch felt moved to write and publish a pamphlet title Apologie, in which he excused his performance with the claim that Lord Russell had failed to "dispose himself as was most suitable" and that he was therefore distracted while taking aim on his neck. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden Ball, in West-Smithfield. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. beheading Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. high treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Lincoln's Inn Field Composer of Ballad John Dean Tune Data <em>Tender Hearts of London Cirty </em>(Simpson 1966, p.699-701). Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/30b1e13b51c5dd7eebc8603192f293d0.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="800" height="532"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit National Library of Scotland - Crawford, Shelfmark: Crawford.EB.1018; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/34353/image" target="_blank">EBBA 34353</a> Subtitle VVho was Beheaded for High Treason, in Lincolns Inn Fields, JULY 21st. 1683. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Lord RUSSELS Farewel beheading high treason Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/ff9eba2fdb7dd248859a71fe31dcbabf.jpg 3a9717ab012fa8c59fa3f64aa52b2e4e Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource Artworks Still Image A static visual representation. Examples include paintings, drawings, graphic designs, plans and maps. Recommended best practice is to assign the type Text to images of textual materials. Original Format The type of object, such as painting, sculpture, paper, photo, and additional data Oil painting on canvas. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The March of the Guards to Finchley Description An account of the resource The March of the Guards to Finchley, also known as The March to Finchley or The March of the Guards, is a 1750 oil-on-canvas painting by English artist William Hogarth, owned by and on display at the Foundling Museum. This painting depicts London during the Jacobite Rebellion in 1746. Toward the end of 1745 concerns were raised that the capital would be undefended in the event of a Jacobite attack. William Augustus, the Duke of Cumberland, Commander of the British Army, decided to garrison troops to the north of the city as a precaution. In the foreground soldiers can be seen assembling at the Tottenham Court Road turnpike. Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource William Hogarth (English, 1697-1764) Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 1750 Rights Information about rights held in and over the resource The work of art depicted in this image and the reproduction thereof are in the public domain worldwide. https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/3cc689ff39beef76f1c5e114af1d71db.jpg 393512bc521ab521ea6bef9795569721 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. Troy Town Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Come and assist my trembling Pen, while I endeavour to explain The bloody minds of cruel men, That will no wickedness refrain, But bloody Humors to fulfill Innocent blood they daily spill. Now my sad story Ile begin, The like I think you ner did hear, How that Renowned Squire Thin Was murtherd it doth plain appear; Their bloody minds for to fulfill, This squire most horridly they kill. On Sunday last this Gentleman Clear of all Scandals or Reproach, At severall places he had been With Noble Monmouth in his Coach, This worthy person thought no ill, Whilst Villians sought his blood to spill And thus they passd the Streets along Till seven or eight a Clock at night, & then great Monmouth would be gone In whom so much he did delight, Poor soul he little thought of ill, while villains sought his blood to spil. His Grace he was no sooner gone, But this sad accident befell, By Villains he was set upon Neer to a place thats call[]d Pell-mell, Their Hellish minds they did fulfill and there his precious blood did spill. Up to his Coach these Villains ride, As by his Servants it is said, With Weapons which they did provide Whilst he poor soul was not afraid, For harmless souls ner fear no ill. while villains seek their blood to spill Meeting with him as they desired, Their Hellish courage then grew hot, Into his Coach at him they fired, And into his belly him they shot, And so like Villains him they killd, & his most precious blood they spilld. Away like Villains then they fled; With horror doubtless in their mind, This worthy soul three quarters dead, Bleeding ith Coach they left behind: Now had the Villains got their will That sought his precious blood to spill When these unwelcome tydings came To Noble Monmouths wondring ear, His courage which none er could tame Did on a suddain plain appear, He strait pursud those that did spill. His precious blood that thought no ill This Noble Hero did all night Pursue these murtherers all in vain, Till Sol with his resplendant light Did to our sight return again, But could not find those that did kill That harmless soul as thought no ill But Heaven did presently find out What lovely Monmouth could not do, Twas well he was the Coach gone out, Or he might have been murthered too, I fear that they who this squire killd Poor Jameys blood would feign have spilld These Villains they were seiz[]d at last, And brought before his Majesty, This horrid thing they then confest Now Prisoners they in Newgate lie, And be condemned no doubt they will, that squire Thins sweet blood did spill Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1682 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Thynne_(died_1682)" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a>Thomas Thynne (1647/8-12 February 1682) was an English landowner of the family that is now headed by the Marquess of Bath and politician who sat in the House of Commons from 1670 to 1682. He went by the nickname "Tom of Ten Thousand" due to his great wealth. He was a friend of the Duke of Monmouth, a relationship referred to in John Dryden's satirical work Absalom and Achitophel where Thynne is described as "Issachar, his wealthy western friend". <br /><br />Thynne was the son of Sir Thomas Thynne, and his wife Stuarta Balquanquill, daughter of Dr. Walter Balquanquill. His father was a younger son of Sir Thomas Thynne of Longleat, Wiltshire. In 1670 Thynne succeeded to the family estates at Longleat on the death of his uncle Sir James Thynne without issue. He also succeeded his uncle as Member of Parliament for Wiltshire, and sat until his death in 1682. <br /><br />On 15 November 1681 Thynne married the wealthy Lady Elizabeth Percy, only child of Joceline Percy, 11th Earl of Northumberland. Thynne was murdered on 12 February 1682 after the Swedish Count Karl Johann von Königsmarck began to pursue his wife. He was shot while riding in his coach in Pall Mall, London, by Königsmark and his three accomplices Christopher Vratz, John Stern and Charles George Borosky. The four were soon arrested; however Königsmark was acquitted of the murder (due to the corruption of the jury according to diarist John Evelyn) but Vratz, Stern and Borosky were hanged on 10 March 1682. <br /><br />Thynne's remains were interred in a marble tomb in Westminster Abbey. The tomb is decorated in part with a representation of the murder of Thynne in 1682. A popular ballad summed up the episode in form of a mock epitaph: <br />"Here lies Tom Thynne of Longleat Hall <br />Who ne'er would have miscarried; <br />Had he married the woman he slept withal <br />Or slept with the woman he married." Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London : Printed for J. Conyers at the Black Raven in Duck Lane Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.10.60; Bodleian, Wing M1078; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31359/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 31359</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/3cc689ff39beef76f1c5e114af1d71db.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="500"></iframe> Subtitle giving an account of the most horrible and bloody murthering of the most worthy gentleman Thomas Thin, Esq., who was on Sunday, February the twelfth, 1682 barbarously killed in his own coach ... : and the names of the murtherers now lying in Newgate, who have confessed the same, are as followeth, Capt. Christopher Furatz, a German, George Boroskie, a Polander, John Stern a German, Fredrick Harder, and Amien Berg, accessaries : to the tune of Troy town. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Matchless murder hanging Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/ee1d71e48dfe5670d1a8b1e7f5b904e6.jpg 60a32feed909931af68780f619b24e2f Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. My Virgins Treasure Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics OF all the pirates Ive heard or seen, The basest and Bloodiest is Captain Green, To treat our Merchant Ships at such a rate, After Robbery, his Crime to aggravate, Under pretence of setting them a shoar: Our Merchant Men them to devore. Which clearly is proven to be very true, He deserves to be hangd & all his Crue: How great was GODs providence in discovering This odious Murther, and it to Light bring! By a Villian pretended to marry a Lass, That Lives in Burntisland, if it had come to pass That he had obtained her to be his Bride, We should never known what did Drummond betid[e] As he was from Indies returning home, Whom Green basly murthered, when to Malabra come; This villian John Hynds, who at first did discover, Deserves to be hanged, for example to other Such Villians hereafter to deny what they say; once out of reveange, then with both hands to play And as for John Madder, who ought to have rather Preserved his Country, he deserves a Tadder; And that is too too little if he get his due: Hes the Bloodiest Villian of all the Crue. No Murther and Robbery was ever more clear Made evident, than this as doth now appear, By their own Declaration after Sentence given, Fearing to be debarred from Heaven If they die so hard hearted as not to confess, Or if by confessing they may have redress: Which if they obtain, theyl fall to a new, To Robe, to murther, then hang all the base Crue. Except the Chirurgion, the Cook and the Black, That yet remains of that Bloody pack: Because ingenious they were in their Narrations And constant were to their first Declaration, But for all the rest of so cruel a Crue, Hanging is too little if they get their due, And more especially Madder and Hynds should be hangd, drawn, quarterd, hung in chains! Let this to all hellish Villians hereafter prove. A warning from falling into such crimes, least Jove Pursue them with vengeance as he hath done Green And his Bloody Crue, whose practise has been, Of a long time to live by Piracie, and Murther, which we sufficiently see; To be most clear and evidently proven Let Green and his Crue to the Gallows be drive[n.] Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1705 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Singer calls for execution of crew of pirates Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thomas_Green_(captain)" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> Thomas Green (1679/1680-1705) was an English sailor and alleged pirate, who was captain of the Worcester. He was hanged on Leith sands in Scotland along with two of his crew on 11 April 1705. <br /><br />Green was celebrated in a contemporary ballad: <br />Of all the pirates I've heard and seen<br />The basest and the bloodiest is Captain Green <br /><br />The Worcester was seized, probably at the bequest of the Secretary of the Company of Scotland (Roderick Mackenzie), when she came into the Firth of Forth simply to weather a storm; Green and his crew were alleged to have boarded a ship, the ironically named Speedy Return, off the Malabar coast in India, killed the crew, stolen the goods on board, then sold the ship. <br /><br />However, the evidence against Green has been considered flimsy; during the trial, the ship in question was never named, and neither the ship's owner nor any next of kin of the alleged deceased came forward. Furthermore, the exact time and place of the incident were never specified ("upon one or other Days of the Months of February, March, April or May, in the year 1703"). <br /><br />As the alleged incident was outside of Scottish waters, the veracity of the trial was also called into question; however the prosecution argued that the subjects of the piracy had, according to different witnesses, either sailed under an English flag or had spoken English, and as such, Green and his crew were subject to the justice of Admiralty. To further dispel any pretence of a fair trial, many of the crew were forbidden to provide evidence, and one of those who was allowed - the captain's Indian servant - had been "chained and nailed to the Floor of the Fore-Castle" at the time of the alleged incident." The evidence given by this hardly objective witness was accepted. The English historian G. M. Trevelyan complained that while "the 'evidence' did not even pretend to be more than hearsay [...] the court [was] drunk with patriotic prejudice." <br /><br />Green was sentenced to death, originally intended for the 3 April 1705, but this was postponed for a time at the request of the Queen's Privy Council. During this time it became known to those involved in the trial that survivors of the Speedy Return had arrived back in England, and were ready to testify to the innocence of Green and his colleagues. Nevertheless, the Crown's Scottish representatives failed to stand up to an angry Edinburgh mob, and did not postpone the execution date further. <br /><br />Green and two of his crew members, an Englishman, Simpson, and John Madder, a Scot, were found guilty and hanged on Leith Sands on 11 April. The men met their deaths, amongst the braying mob, with calm and resolve. It is probable that the Worcester was seized in an act of revenge against the East India Company (for whom Green had earlier worked) that had seized one of the last ships of the Company of Scotland, the Annandale, the previous year. After the executions of the three, the remaining crewmen were quietly released with no further charge. The incident caused great consternation and anger throughout much of England and provided fodder for the vitriolic patriots on both sides of the border. <br /><br />Trevelyan concluded that the deaths of the three men served as an outlet for a widely held Scottish resentment of their Anglo-centric government's mismanagement. Examples of the problems partially caused by this mis-governance included the Glencoe Massacre, the ill-fated Darien Scheme (the failure of which was partially attributable to King William's concession to English mercantile interest) and the "seven ill years" (seven bad harvests experienced by Scottish farmers between 1692 and 1698, blame for which must also lie partially with archaic tools, expertise and practices in use at that time). Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. piracy, murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Multiple Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.9.609; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31311/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 31311</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/ee1d71e48dfe5670d1a8b1e7f5b904e6.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="500" height="600"></iframe> Subtitle OR, A new Song on Captain Green and his bloody CRUE: To the Tune of, My Virgins Treasure. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Merites of PIRACIE murder piracy https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/5189faa3297c19d5283161b5889cc378.jpg 67b1540bef9ebb04e8f28b3ef1fd6342 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1170"><em>Russell's Farewell</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics I Am the worst of Women-kind, Compton it is my Name, I was to Cruelty inclin'd, and do Repent the same, But Oh! I wish I ne're had done that wicked deed, for why, My Thread of Life is almost spun, now I'm Condemn'd to dye. In Poplar near fair London Town, 'twas there that I did dwell, My Murders calls just Vengeance down, for they do far excel The worst of Villains in the Land, as e'ery one may own, The very truth to understand would melt a heart of stone. For three and thirty years ago, I Midwife did begin, And of late years assurely know, I have been murdering; Sweet Infants from their Mothers Womb, Oh! wretched Creature, I Starving did make their Dismal Doom, for which I now must dye. My maid and I did go from Home, as being not afraid, And left three Children all alone, thus was I then betray'd, A little Boy and Girl I left, to Nurse an infant young, Who was of life almost bereft, thus I the Babes did wrong. I left none but Water and Cheese, to feed the Babe that cry'd, At which sad grief did greatly seize Neighbours on e'ery side, The Boy he told unto them then, that they might find two more, Young Infants in a basket dead, upon a shelf below. This sight did much amaze them all, so soon as they were found, Vermin did there about them craul, as they lay above ground, Then they dug up the Cellar floor, directed by the Boy, And there they found two or three more, all which I did destroy. The Babe that in the Cradle lay, did cry for Nourishment, They put it out to Nurse straightway, who soon to dress it went, And as she took the Linnen off to dress it unto bed, The very Ears were rotted off from this poor Infants head. O Cruel Wretch, what shall I do, a Monster to all good, That could my bloody hands imbrew in little Infants blood, How could I slumber Night or Day, or take one wink of rest, While pritty Murther'd Infants lay, which might my sleep molest. But I alas! was Seiz'd at last, and unto Justice brought, And as along the Streets I past, I was with passion fraught, I at my Tryal did appear, and am Condemn'd to dye, The Laws cannot be too severe for such a Wretch as I. And I account e're long must give, of my Offenses here, Unto that great and mighty Judge, who will e're long appear, How shall I look him in the face, or from his presence fly, I have quite spent my day of Grace, who am Condemn'd to dye. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1693 Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad Mary Compton was found guilty of the murders of several children, some her own, some she was paid by the churchwardens to take in. Her maid was acquitted, as she knew nothing of the dead children (in the cellar) and was left with only cheese to feed the babies. Ann Davis was convicted of being an accessory to the murders and was burned in the hand. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for J. Bissel, at the Bible and Harp in West-Smith-Field. Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Female Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Holborn Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/5189faa3297c19d5283161b5889cc378.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.192; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20807/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20807</a> Subtitle Who was Condemned to Dye for that Horrid and Unheard of Murder, which she committed on the Bodys of several young infants, whom she Starved to Death, and was accordingly Executed for the same in Holbourn, upon the 23d. of this instant October, 1693. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Midwife of Poplar's Sorrowful Confession and Lamentation in Newgate English Female murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/a1ddc46203bb436fa114de0f9e8b883e.jpg d0cb30369aee17e1b243d00e9baa1e49 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em><a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1170">Russell's Farewell</a></em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics WIth melting Eyes and bleeding Heart, of Grief and Heaviness, Before this Life I do depart, my Sins I here confess, The which alas! are manifold, and of a scarlet Dye; The Bloud I shed, does, now behold, for fearful Vengeance cry. The Laws of God and Man I broke, by lewd unlawful ways, And therefore now Death's fatal stroke, will end my wretched days; Mercy, I'm sure, they cannot show to such a one as I, My scarlet Sins, they do, I know for fearful Vengeance cry. I must acknowledge to my shame, the Road I did frequent, So rich and poor where-e'r I came, tho' ne'r so innocent, I robb'd them of their Wealth with speed, such was my villany; But now my Heart begins to bleed, my Sins for Vengeance cry. Amongst my many Crimes, at last a Quaker's Bloud I spilt, Which does my hope of Glory blast, my Soul is stain'd with guilt; I murder'd him, and robb'd his Wife, for which I come to die; But, oh! the Sins of my lewd Life does for just Vengeance cry. At Stone-bridge, near to Kingsland- Town, I did my Pistol load, I shot him, and he soon dropt down, and dy'd there in the Road; His Wife, when she the Pistol hears, it was a sad surprize, By him she shed a flood of Tears, to hear his Groans and Cries. I took away what Gold they had, and likewise Silver too; Then after that, a little Lad I likewise did pursue; I spared neither Rich nor Poor, such was my villany, Alas! my wicked Sins therefore, does for just Vengeance cry. When I this wicked Deed had done, my Heart was harden'd sure, Tho through the Town the news did run, I thought myself secure; But Justice fairly found me out, condemn'd I am to die, My bloudy Sins, I make no doubt, they did for Vengeance cry. A wicked Creature I have been, unto a high degree; But now the Soul-amazing Sin, of Murther startles me, The fearful wrath of God I dread, as being brought to die, Because the Bloud which I have shed, does for just Vengeance cry. There's few or none regards my moan, because I was enclin'd, To covet that which wan't my own, a just Reward I find; It is no more than what is fit, that I should die, for why The Murther which I did commit, does for just Vengeance cry. All you that sad Spectators are, of this my shameful end, Afford me now a Christian-prayer, my Soul to God commend; For tho' I liv'd in Wickedness, yet since I come to die, A hearty Sorrow I express, for all my Villany. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1696 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London: Printed for J. Blare, at the sign of the Looking-glass on London-bridge Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging in chains Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder, robbery Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Stonebridge, near Kingsland Tune Data Reference: Russell's Farewell BBB pp 621-624 Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.161; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20780/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20780</a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/a1ddc46203bb436fa114de0f9e8b883e.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="350"></iframe> Subtitle OR, The last Dying Lamentation of Thomas Randall, who was arraign-ed and found guilty of the Murther of Roger Levins, at Stone-bridge, near Kings-land, for which he received the due Sentence of Death, and was accordingly Executed and Hang'd in Chains at the said Bridge, on the 29th of this Instant January. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE Mournful Murtherer: hanging in chains Male murder robbery https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/1d47cb74591f2c1ac7d6334f5e479d84.jpg 02a09a7ce4d7e7f515f573d01cee5780 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em><a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1174">Packington's Pound</a></em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Come listen a while and a Story you'll hear, That will strike you with dread & amazement & fear 'Tis of a vile Butcher which with bloody knife, Without all compassion did murther his wife, Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1697 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. [London] : Printed for John Foster, at the Grey-Hound, near the Noah's Ark Tavern, over-against Vine-street At. Giles's in the Fields. Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Image / Audio Credit University of Glasgow Library - Euing, Euing Ballads 223r; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/31714/image#" target="_blank">EBBA 31714<br /></a> Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/1d47cb74591f2c1ac7d6334f5e479d84.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Tune Data <em>Packington's Pound</em> is often cited as <em>Digby's Farewell,</em><em>Packingtons Pound</em> or <em>Amintas' Farewell.</em> The tune first appeared in 1671 and was popular for execution ballads (Simpson 1966, pp. 181-187, 564-570). Subtitle or, An account of George Feast, a butcher of Shoreditch, being found guilty ... for the barbarous bloody murther of his wife ... also some account of his penitent behaviour in Newgate. To the tune of, Packingtons pound. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The murtherer justly condemned, hanging Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/17febd39cb88decdc4d6b98641a3a2b6.jpg 07b10abfacc79581ec453cb4912c5d02 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/ecb5f3c1d723433a613af56a272a69e2.jpg 12ec1ada42465363429527258a21ce7b Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Murtherer's Lamentation - Pamphlet Image Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1170"><em>Russell's farewell</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics O Most unhappy men we are, this sad and dismal day, Wrapt us in sorrow, grief, and care, alas, what shall we say? The dying hearts within us bleed, for mercy, Lord, we cry, Tho' for a most unchristian deed, we are condemn'd to dye . Pale death this morning we behold, with hearts as cold as stone; Why did we covet cursed gold, which never was our own? It has our sad destruction wrought, and for this villany, Alas, we are to justice brought, in open shame to dye. My name is Jewster , I confess, that first the plot did lay, Yet did I not the least express, they shou'd her life betray; But Butler enter'd first the room, to act that villany: And now we both receive our doom, in open shame we dye . I to my shame have done amiss, be'ng a relation near; Of such a horrid crime at this, the worst shall seldom hear; That I with ruffins should combine to act that villany, For which I must my breath resine, in open shame we dye . First Satan tempted us to steal; we did contract that guilt, And that we might the same conceal, her aged blood we spilt; Thus we from sin to sin did go, in highth of villany, And this has wrought our overthrow, in open shame we dye . Alas, let me do what I can, declare the truth I must, I Butler was the very man, that stopt her breath at first; By violence I seiz'd her throat, oh horrid villany; My soul on seas of grief does float, as being brought to dye . Her lodger we did then surprise with the same violence, Stopping her mouth with rags likewise, depriving her of sence; Yet she her reason soon obtain'd the truth to testifie, When at the bar we was arrain'd and eke condemn'd to dye . One being dead, the other bound, we rifl'd then the store, For strait in ready cash we found, nine hundred pounds and more; We fill'd our pockets with the same, this done, we strait did fly, Yet we was took and brought to shame, being condemn'd to dye . Since in the blood of innocent our hands we did imbrew; Altho' in heart we do lament, this death is but our due; Let others a fair warning take, by this our distany, Who must in shame the world forsake, as being brought to dye . Good Lord, in pity us behold, thy love we do implore, For tho' our sins are manifold, thy mercies Lord are more; Tho' we on earth thy laws did break, yet as this life we leave, O save us for thy mercies sake, our sinful souls receive. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1694 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Guiltspur-street . Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Spitalfields Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/17febd39cb88decdc4d6b98641a3a2b6.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.179; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20796/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20796</a> Subtitle BEING An Account of John Jewster and William Butler, who where arraign'd and found guilty of the Robbery and Murther of Mrs. Jane Le-grand; for which they received due Sentence of Death, and was accordingly Executed on the 19th day of this Instant July, in Spittle-fields. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE Murtherers Lamentation: English Male murder https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/2b0666ad5ba3593d43daba1a0a3ec80c.jpg 0f1283368655415e9a8fc1fbb7c32738 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em>Hyde Park</em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics THere was, I must tell you, a Jocular Spark, who Rambl'd and Revel'd at pleasure, Young Women he often would kiss in the Dark, and tickle their Giggs out of measure; He being a wanton young frolicksom Blade, He was so well skill'd in the Courtezan Trade, That in seven Weeks he declar'd that he made full thirteen poor Cuckolds in Branford. As honest good Christians as ever broke Bread, dear friends, I would have you believe it, Tho' each Man had lusty large Horns on his Head, alas! they could no way perceive it; Concluding their Wives to be honest and Chaste, Sweet Women, that hated a wanton Embrace; Yet now after all you may pitty the Case of the thirteen poor Cuckolds of Branford. These Cuckolds did love this young Fop as their lives, in Taverns they tippl'd together, In Corners he kist, and made much of their Wives, whose Heels was as light as a Feather; They were not the Rabble, I'de have you to know, But delicate Women as plump as a Doe, Then listen a while and the Horns you'll hear blow of the thirteen poor Cuckolds of Branford. But if you wou'd know how this Mischief came out, I pray now attend to the Ditty, This Gallant he murther'd a Man brave and stout, in cool Blood, the more was the pitty: And while he in Prison Condemned did lye, In sad Lamentation he often did cry, He must ease his Conscience before he could dye, concerning these Cuckolds of Branford. He told them that he was tormented in mind, the Guilt like sharp Arrows run through him. Beseeching the Keeper he would be so kind, as to send for these men to come to him; Right earnestly he for this favour did plead, The Keeper he could not deny him indeed, And therefore to Newgate they sent for with speed, the thirteen poor Cuckolds of Branford. So soon as the Keeper he sent for them then to come to the Gallant in Prison, It was an astonishment to these poor Men, who wonder'd what might be the reason, But knowing him to be their Friend, they presume, To mount Roan and Dobbin, for Newgate they come, Not thinking that he had put Pope into Rome, and made them the Cuckolds of Branford. As these thirteen Cuckolds did enter the Goal, it almost bereft them of Senses, The Gallant he begg'd with a pittiful Tale, a pardon for all his offenses, Said he, an Extravagant Race I have run, Forgive me the Injuries which I have done, Alas! I have wronged you every one, My Cronyes in private in Branford. We know not wherein you have wrong'd us, they cry'd the value or weight of a farthing; But if you will tell us the Truth, they reply'd, you shall have our absolute Pardon; The Gallant did then on his marrow-bones fall, And said, your good Wives they have been at my Call, So that in a word I have Cuckold you all, while I did inhabit at Branford. With shaking their Noddles they turn'd them about, the foremost was Cuthbert the Hatter, Now as in a body they came trooping out, the People cry'd, What is the matter? A Keeper that follow'd, said clear the way wide, Pray what do you think they should be, he reply'd, But good honest Christians, not Men that are Try'd, the thirteen poor Cuckolds of Branford. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1683-1703 ? Synopsis Account of events that are the subject of the ballad A man convicted of murder feels guilty about cuckolding thirteen men of Branford and calls them in to confess to them before he is executed. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. Printed for C. Bates, next door to the Crown-Tavern in West-Smithfield. Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. murder, rape, sodomy Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Branford Tune Data <em>Hyde Park</em> (Simpson 1966, pp. 327-8). Recording on EBBA is wrong for the meter, recording is <em>The Crossed Couple</em>, <em>Tantara Rara Tantivy</em> (Simpson 1966, pp. 143-145). Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/2b0666ad5ba3593d43daba1a0a3ec80c.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 4.138; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/21802/image" target="_blank">EBBA 21802</a> Subtitle Being, An Account of a Gentleman who lay Condemn'd for the Murther of his Friend, and pretended he could not dye till he had eas'd his Conscience, in sending for thirteen Men, to beg their Pardons, whom he had Cuckolded at Branford. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The Penitent Gallant, English murder rape sodomy https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/fed8acb706ae473f0b45b3bbef140b48.jpg 4ba728e166bbbe3ef5a78821c2546b1c https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/33132ea7218557d53d619f67fe44fac3.jpg 6e4126b4934d9f94e61dbeeaa75427e7 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1170"><em>Russell's Farewell</em></a> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics GOod People all I pray attend, and listen now to me, A sad Relation here I send of Biss in Shaftsbury: A noted Highway-man he was who on the Road did ride, And at the length it came to pass, he was condenm'd and dy'd. When he was to his Tryal brought, and at the Bar did stand, He for no kind of favour sought, but there held up his Hand, Declaring to the antient Judge, who was to try him then, He should not bear him any grudge, he wan't the worst of Men. He said, The Scriptures I fulfill'd, though I this Life did lead, For when the Naked I beheld, I clothed them with speed; Sometimes in Cloth and Winter-frize, sometimes in Russet-gray; The Poor I fed, the Rich likewise I empty sent away. What say you now my honour'd Lord, what harm was there in this? Rich wealthy Misers was abhorr'd by brave free-hearted Biss. I never robb'd nor wrong'd the Poor, as well it doth appear; Be pleas'd to favour me therefore, and be not too severe. Upon the Road a Man I met, was posting to a Jayl, Because he could not pay his Debt, nor give sufficient Bayl: A kind and loving Friend he found, that very day of me, Who paid the Miser forty Pound, and set the Prisoner free. Tho' he had got the Guinneys bright, and put them in his Purse, I followed him that very night, I could not leave him thus; Mounting my prancing Steed again, I crost a point of land, Meeting the Miser in a lane, where soon I bid him stand: You borrow'd forty Pounds, you know, of me this very day, I cannot trust, before you go, I must have present pay: With that I seiz'd & search'd him round, and rifl'd all his store, Where straight I got my forty Pound, with twenty Guinneys more. The Judge he made him this reply, Your Joaks are all in vain, By Law you are condemn'd to Dye, you will no Pardon gain, Therefore, Repent, repent with speed, for what is gone and past, Tho' you the Poor did clothe and feed, you suffer must at last. That word was like a fatal sword, it pierc'd him to the heart; The Lord for Mercy he implor'd, as knowing he must part With all his Friends and Pleasures too, to be as I have said, At Salsbury to People's view, a sad Example made. His melting Eyes did over-flow with penitential Tears, To see his dismal Overthrow, just in his strenght of Years. O kind and loving Friends, he cry'd, take warning now by me, Who must the pains of Death abide, this day in Salsbury. In grief and sorrow now I pass out of the World this day, The latter minute's in the glass, therefore good People pray, That as this painful Life I leave, the Lord may pity take, And in his arms my Soul receive, even for his Mercies sake. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1695 Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. LONDON: / Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden-ball, / in Pye corner, near West-smithfield. Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. highway robbery Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Salisbury Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/fed8acb706ae473f0b45b3bbef140b48.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="600" height="400"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit Magdalene College - Pepys Library, Pepys Ballads 2.195; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/20810/image" target="_blank">EBBA 20810</a> Subtitle OR, The Last Farewel of Mr. Biss, Who was Born at Shaftsbury, in Wiltshire, and was arrain'd and found guilty, and accordingly received Sentence of Death, and was Executed at Salisbury, on the 12th of March, 1695. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource THE Penitent Highway-man: English highway robbery Male https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/b59c3d55fa7d2af8c0171ba6e16e573e.jpg 291ad49c728ae6c8272edf97f2abff32 https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/e0e1bdfab21c3612446ebbdf9136d44b.mp3 5241f2fcde58f16261fe66955f9e0497 Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource English Execution Ballads Execution Ballad Set to tune of... Melody to which ballad is set. <em><a href="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/items/show/1174">Packington's Pound</a></em> Transcription Transcription of ballad lyrics Death being forc'd to come before his hour, Brings with him TIME, by his strong Might and Power, To warn all Papists, ne'r more to conspire, For if they do, Iack Katch will pay their Hire; When as he Catcheth them by'th Neck with Rope, He needs no Butter, as they say, nor Sope. Forbear your vile Ploting, all yo that design To escape Gods Vengeance, Repent you in time, Remember! that Princes his Vicegerents are, Inroaled in Heaven, the chief of his care: No Whisper in secret, but what are reveal'd, From God there is nothing that can be conceal'd: In vain are your Plots, when his Mercy says nay, 'tis yourselves you Insnare, you your selves are the prey. 'Tis of Coleman I sing, who once was of fame, And good reputation, but now to his shame, Foul Treason has sullied his Nobler parts, And brought him to ruine, tho' just his deserts: Twas Popish Infection to Ruine the State, That wrought his Confusion, and hastned his Fate: Such Desperate mallice his Prince to Betray, But in vain are mens plotings, if heaven Gain-say Her Highnesses Servant he lived some Years, Till Romes Tripple Tyrant had Buzd in his Ear, To Ruine a Kingdom, or Murder his King, For which hed be Sainted: no sooner, this Sting Had Poysond his Loyalty, but he begins To start from Allegiance, and scruples no sins: But let all beware how their King they Betray, For Vengeance on Traytors redoubld will pay The second Part, to the same Tune: BY Letters from Rome, from France, and from Spain, He suckd in the Treason, and vents it again; To give them Intelligence how Affairs stood, And when he Expected to Write to um In Blood: Thus Bent on Distruction, ner Questiond to ave spead, But Heaven Fore-shewd what hung over our Heads: In mercy preserved us, therefore we may say, In vain is their mallice, if he but say nay. By Secular Powr, in the Midst of His Pride, Hes taken, and safely to Newgate conveyd, From whence to his Tryal in Westminster-hall, That Great Seat of Justice, who when they did call, Most Proudly Replyd, but his Jury brought In, He GUILTY OF TREASON CONSPIRED had been: Subversion and Murder intended, but stay, In vain you Conspire, if Jehovah gain-say. But time being spent, they the Sentance Deferr, And He the Next morning was brought to the Barr, Where the Judge did declare the Gracious Intent Of a King made of Mercy, if he would Recant, And make true Confession, a Pardon they tender, Signed and Sealed by our Faiths Defender: What monstrous Villain on mercy coud prey, Or think to destroy it, when heaven said nay? O wondrous goodness! sure Rome must confess Her Elfs find more favour then she woud grant us: But this grace made no impress ins obstinate breast, He scornd at pure mercy, and tearmd it a jest: But then the dread sentence pronouncd he should go To the place whence he came, & from thence in full show To all the Spectators, be Drawn on his way, (A reward fit for Villains that Kingdoms betray.) To the place of Destruction tencounter grim death, And there by a Cord to resign half his breath: His Bowels ripd out, in the flames to be cast, His Members disseverd on Poles to be placd: A sight full of horror, but yet its most just That they shoud first bleed, that after blood thirst: You merciless Jesuites who precepts convey, To Kill, Burn and Ravish, beware the great day. Short time after sentence strong guarded he came, To receive the reward of his Treason and shame: Where black guilt in his face no question did stare, But with strong resolution he stiffled his fear: But his conscience awakend, remorse did prevail, And then to this purpose his sins did bewail: Good people take warning, and do not delay, When mercy is offerd, nor cast it away. I might have had pardon, but now tis too late, For then I was obstinate, scorning my fate: But death nows too dreadful, my crimes to augment, Whereof ive been guilty, of which I repent, Intreating my Saviour in mercy to save, And of those that ive wrongd, forgiveness I crave: And for my good King I most heartily pray, That God woud protect him the nations obey. And let all Conspirers who seek to dethrone A King from his right, and make Nations to groan: With cruel destruction take warning by me, And not seek their own ruines when they may live free, Nor let the proud Prelate of Rome nor his Train, Tlose Engines of mischief, whose Warrants are vain: The fire-brands of hell, who draw Subjects away, To plot against Princes when heaven says nay. Language Language ballad is printed in English Date Date of ballad 1678 Notes Additional information related to the ballad pamphlet or related events <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Colman" target="_blank">Wikipedia: </a> Edward Colman or Coleman (17 May 1636-1678) was an English Catholic courtier under Charles II of England. He was hanged, drawn and quartered on a treason charge, having been implicated by Titus Oates in his false accusations concerning a Popish Plot. He is a Catholic martyr, beatified by Pope Pius XI in 1929. <br /><br />There was no proof of connivance with a plot for assassination or rebellion except the testimony of Oates and Bedloe. The jury found Coleman guilty. Scroggs replied to his solemn declarations of innocence,'Mr. Coleman, your own papers are enough to condemn you.' Next morning sentence of death and confiscation of property was pronounced, and on Tuesday, 3 December, he was executed, avowing his faith and declaring his innocence. Printing Location Location the ballad pamphlet was printed. London, Printed for P. Brooksby, at the Golden Ball, near the Hospital-gate, in West-smith-field Method of Punishment Method of punishment described in the ballad. hanging, drawing and quartering Crime(s) Crime or crimes for which the person in the ballad is convicted. treason Gender Gender of the person being executed. Male Execution Location Location the condemned was executed. Tyburn Tune Data <em>Packington's Pound</em> is often cited as <em>Digby's Farewell,</em><em>Packingtons Pound</em> or <em>Amintas' Farewell.</em> The tune first appeared in 1671 and was popular for execution ballads (Simpson 1966, pp. 181-187, 564-570). Digital Object <iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/fullsize/b59c3d55fa7d2af8c0171ba6e16e573e.jpg" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="800" height="500"></iframe> <br /><iframe src="https://omeka.cloud.unimelb.edu.au/execution-ballads/files/original/e0e1bdfab21c3612446ebbdf9136d44b.mp3" frameborder="0" scrolling="yes" width="300" height="50"></iframe> Image / Audio Credit British Library - Roxburghe, C.20.f.9.32; <a href="https://ebba.english.ucsb.edu/ballad/30386/image" target="_blank">EBBA 30386</a> Subtitle or, The examination, tryal, condemnation, and execution, of Edward Coleman Esquire. Who was convicted of high treason, the 27th. day of November, at the King-Bench-Barr at VVest-minster, for plotting against the life of his most sacred Majesty, and for endeavouring to subvert the government, and the true Protestant religion establisht: he received sentence the 28th. day of November 1678. to be drawne hang'd, and quartered, and was executed at Tyburn the 3d. Of December: with his last speech and confession, made by him at the place of execution. To the tune of, Captain Digby, or, Packington's pound. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Title A name given to the resource The plotter executed: Audio recording drawing and quartering hanging Male treason