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1.55 S4503 1 Flying Fame Chevy Chase Flying Fame [sore] sicke, deare friends, long time I / (was / [a]nd weakely laid in bed: torn edge, missing line text of 1st line supplied by licensing info: The Deadmans song, whose dwelling was neere vnto Basing Hall in London. missing text fo first line supplied by licensing info: [sore] sicke, deare friends, long time I / (was / [a]nd weakely laid in bed:; no stanzas: 184 lines. Pepys 1.55 STC 17229.5 for E. Wright [1625?]; Rollins (2) 2498 (Dec.14, 1624, IV, 131); Rollins (2) 495 (Mch.1, 1675, ii, 497). Pepys Library The Pepys ballads : facsimile volume Editor W.G. Day D.S. Brewer Cambridge [England] 1987 Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 55 The Deadmans Song, whose dwelling was neere vnto Basing Hall in London. [T]he Deadmans Song, whose dwelling was neere unto Basing Hall in London. The Deadman's Song, Whose Dwelling Was Near unto Basing Hall in London. 1/2 sheet folio, 272 x 185 cropped top edge, torn left and right edges, damaged surface, uneven inking 1624 Printed at London for E. Wright. E. Wright Weinstein: STC, licensing info Weinstein lists I:55 under Edward Wright. BBTI lists an Edward Wright active from 1611-1656 and an Edward Wright Jr. active from 1617-1655. Unclear if they are related. BBTI lists no other Wrights for ca. 1625 witha first initial of E. ESTC only lists an E. Wright for this ballad. Plomer lists an Edward Wright, but sends us to the 1641-1667 volume of his dictionary, where there is no Edward Wright listed.

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[sore] sicke, deare friends, long time I was, [a]nd weakely laid in bed: [?]ve houres in all mens sight [?]gth I lay as dead: [?] I rung out, my friends came in, [a]nd I key-cold was found: [?]en was my carkasse brought from bed, [a]nd cast upon the ground. [?] loving wife did wape full sore, [an]d children loud did cry: [fr]iends did mourne, yet thus they said, [?] fl[e]sh is borne to die: [?] winding sheet prepared was, [m]y grave was also made: [?] long houres by just report, [?] this same case I laid. [?]ing which time, my soule did see [?]h strange and fearefull sights, [?] for to heare the same disclosd, [?]uld banish all delights. [?]th the Lord restor'd my life, [?][h]ich from my body fled: [?]ll declare what sights I saw, [?]e times that I was dead. [?] thought along a gallant greene, where pleasant flowers sprang, tooke my way whereas me thought, the Muses sweetly sung. [T]he grasse was sweet, the trees full faire, and lovely to behold, no fall of fruits was every twig, which shinde like glistering gold. [M]y chearefull heart desired much to taste the fruit so faire: But as I reacht, a faire young-man to me did fast repaire. Touch not, (quod he) that's none of thine, but wend and walke with me: [a]nd marke full wel each severall thing, which I shall shew to thee. [?] wondred greatly at his words, yet went with him away: [?]ll on a goodly pleasant bancke, with him he bade me stay. With branches then of Lillies white, mine eyes there wiped he: [?]hen this was done, he made me look, what I farre off could see. [?] [l]ooked up and loe, at last, I did a Citty see: [?][o] faire a thing did never man behold with mortall eye: [of] Diamonds, Pearles, and Precious stones it seemed the walls were made: [t]he houses all with beaten gold, [?]e tilde and over-laid. [?]e brighter then the morning Sun, [?]e light thereof did shew: [?] every creature in the same [?][k][?] crowned Kings did goe. [?]lds about the Citty faire, [?] all with Roses set:
Gilliflowers and Carnations faire, which canker could not fret: And from these fields there did proceed the sweetest and pleasantst smell, That ever living creature felt, the sent did so excell: Besides such sweet triumphant mirth did from the Citty sound, That I therewith was ravished, my joy did so abound. With musicke, mirth, and melody, Princes did there imbrace: And in my heart I long to be within that joyfull place. The more I gaz'd, the more I might, the sight pleas'd me so well: For what I saw in every thing, my tongue can no way tell: Then of the man I did demand, what place the same might be: Whereas so many Kings doe dwell, in joy and melody? Quoth he, that blessed place is heaven, where yet thou must not rest, And those that do like Princes walke, are men whom God hath blest. Then did I turne me round about, and on the other side, He bade me view and marke as much, what things are to be spide. With that I saw a coale blacke den, and tand with soot and smoake Where stinking brimstone burning was, which made me like to choake. And [?]ly creature there I saw, whose face with knives was slasht, And in a Caldron of poyson'd filth, his ugly corps was washt About his necke were fiery ruffes, that flam'd on every side. I askt, and loe, the young-man said, that he was damn'd for pride. Another sort then did I see, whose bowels Vipers tore: And grievously with gaping mouth, they did both yell and roare. A spotted person by each one stood gnawing on their hearts: And this was conscience I was told, that plagu'd their envious parts. These were no sooner out of sight, but straight came in their place, A sort still throwing burning fire, which fell against their face. And ladies full of melted gold, were powred downe their throats: And these were set (as seem'd to me) in midst of burning boats: The formost of the company, was Judas I was told, Who had for filthy lucre sake; his Lord and Master sold.
For covetousnes those were condemn'd so it was told to me, And then, me thought another [r]out of Hell-hounds I did see: Their faces they seem'd fat in sight, yet all their bones were bare, And dishes full of crawling toads, was made their finest fare. From armes, from hands, from thighes & feet, with red hot pincers then, The flesh was pluckt even from the bone of these vile g[l]uttonous men. On coale blacke beds, another sort, in grievous sort did lie, And underneath them burning brands; their flesh did burne and fry. With brimstone fierce their Pillows, eke, whereon their heads were laid, And fiends with whips of glowing fire their lecherous skins off flaid. Then did I see another come, stebb'd in with daggers thicke: And filthy fien[d]s with fiery darts, their hearts did wound and pricke: And mighty bowls of corrup[t] blood, were brought them for to drinke, & these men were for murther pla[g]u'd, from which they could not shrinke. I saw when these were gone away, the Swearer and the Lyer, & these were hung up by the tongues, right over a flaming fire. From eyes, from eares, from navill, & nose; and from the lower parts, The blood me thought did gushing run and clodded like mens hearts, I asked why that punishment, was upon Swearers laid: Because quod one, wounds, blood & hearts was still the oath they made. And therewithall from ugly Hell, such shriekes and cryes I heard, As though some greater griefe and plague had vext them afterward. So that my soule was sore afraid, such terrour on me fell: Away then went the yong-man quite, and bade me not farewell. Wherefore unto my body straight, my spirit retu[r]n'd againe, And lively blood did afterward stretch forth in every veine. My closed eyes I opened, and raised from my sound: And wondred much to see my self laid so upon the ground. Which when my neighbors did behold, great feare upon them fell. To whom soone after I did show, the newes from Heaven and Hell.
FINIS. Printed at London for E. Wright.