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S3302 8 UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN UNKNOWN Shall I lie beyond thee Lie Lulling Beyond Thee Shall I Lie Beyond Thee Triumph and ioy Greensleeves Triumph and Joy AS I went through the North Coun- / (try you neuer saw the like sire. [with variations; not first stanza] licensing info-Weinstein: STC STC 1433.5 [E. Allde] for H. G[osson c.1625]; Rollins (2) 2455 (Dec. 14, 1624, IV, 131). 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: 426 A pleasant new Ballad to sing both Euen and Morne, / Of the bloody murther of Sir John Barley-corne. [printed with Pepys 1.427] A pleasant new Ballad to sing both Even and Morne, Of the bloody murther of Sir John Barley-corne. A Pleasant New Ballad to Sing Both Evening and Morn, of the Bloody Murder of Sir John Barleycorn. 1/2 sheet folio, ?originally left part, 288 x ?195 1/2 sheet folio, ?originally right part, 286 x 145 cropped left edge, damaged surface, uneven inking, Manuscript verso shows through cropped top edge, creased, damaged surface, uneven inking cast fleurons 1624-1624 H. G. licensing info-Weinstein: STC

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AS I went through the North Country I heard a merry greeting: A pleasant toy, and full of joy, two noble men were meeting. And as they walked for to to sport, upon a Summers day, Then with another nobleman they went to make a fray, Whose name was sir John Barly corne, he dwelt downe in a dale: Who had a kinsman dwelt him nigh, they cald him Thomas Goodale. Another named Richard Beere, was ready at that time: Another worthy Knight was there, cald sir William White Wine. Some of them fought in a Jacke, some of them in a Can: But the chiefest in a blacke pot, like a worthy noble man. Sir John Barlycorne fought in a Boule, who wonne the victorie: And made them all to fume and sweare, that Barlycorne should die. Some said kill him, some said drowne, others wisht to hang him hie: For as many as follow Barly-corne, shall surely beggers die. Then with a plough they plowed him up and thus they did devise, To burie him quicke within the earth, and swore he should no rise. With harrowes strong they combed him and burst clods on his head: A joyfull banquet then was made, when Barly-corne was dead.
He rested still within the earth, till raine from skies did fall, Then he grew up in branches greene, which sore amazd them all, And so grew up till Mid-sommer, which made them all afeard: For he was sprouted up on hie, and got a goodly beard. Then he grew till S. James tide, his countenance was wan, For he was growne unto his strength, and thus became a man. With hookes and sickles keene, into the field they hide, They cut his legs off by the knees, and made him wounds full wide. Thus bloodily they cut him downe from place where he did stand, And like a thiefe for treachery, they bound him in a band. So then they tooke him up againe, according to his kind: And packt him up in severall stackes, to wither with the wind. And with a pitch-forke that was sharpe, they rent him to the heart, And like a thiefe for treason vile, they bound him in a cart. And tending him with weapons strong, unto the towne they hie, And straight they mowed him in a mow and there they let him lie. Then he lay groning by the wals, till all his wounds were sore, At length they tooke him up againe, and cast him on the floore. They hyred two with holly clubs, to beat on him at once, They thwacked so on Barly-corne, that flesh fell from the bones. And then they tooke him up againe, to fulfill womens minde They dusted and they sifted him, till he was almost blind. And then they knit him in a sacke, which grieved him full sore: They steepd him in a Fat, God wot, for three dayes space and more. Then they tooke him up againe, and laid him for to drie, They cast him on a chamber floore, and swore that he should die.
They rubbed and they stirred him, and still they did him turne, The Malt-man swore that he should die, his body he would burne. They spightfully tooke him up againe, and threw him on a Kill: So dried him there with fire hot, and thus they wrought their will. Then they brought him to the mill, an there they burst his bones, The Miller swore to murther him betwixt a paire of stones. Then they tooke him up againe, and servd him worse then that, For with hot scalding liquor store they washt him in a fat. But not content with this God wot. that did him mickle harme, With threatning words they promised to beat him into barme. And lying in this danger deep, for feare that he should quarrell, They tooke him straight out of the fat, and tunnd him in a barrell, And then they set a tap to him, even thus his death begun: They drew out every dram of blood, whilst any drop would run. Some brought jacks upon their backs, some brought bill and bow, And every man his weapon had, Barly-corne to overthrow. When Sir John Good-ale heard of this, he came with mickle might, And there he tooke their tongues away, their legs or else their sight. And thus Sir John in each respect so paid them all their hire, That some lay sleeping by the way. some tumbling in the mire. Some lay groning by the wals, some in the streets downe right, The best of them did scarcely know what they had done ore-night. All you good wive- that brew good ale, God turne from you all teene:: But if you put too much water in, the devill put out your eyne.
FINIS. Printed at London for H.G.