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2.148 R234337 1 not specified Chevy Chase AS it befel upon one time,/ about Midsummer of the year, THus as they dealt in blows so free,/ and both so bloody at that time, Pepys 2.148 Wing L2010 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. 2: 148 The Life and Death of/ Sir HUGH of the Grime, The Life and Death of Sir HUGH of the Grime, The Life and Death of Sir Hugh of the Grime, The second part, The second part, The Second Part, 1/2 sheet oblong folio, 175 x 320 cropped right and bottom edges vertical rule 1664-1696 Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball/ near the Bear Tavern in Pye Corner. BBTI taken from imprint

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AS it befel upon one time, about Midsummer of the year, Every man was taxt of his crime, for stealing the good Lord Bishops Mare. The good Lord Screw he sadled a Horse, and rid after this same scrime, Before he did get over the Moss, there was he aware of Sir Hugh of the Grime. Turn, O turn, thou false Traytor, turn and yield thy self unto me: Thou has stolen the Lord Bishops Mare and now thou thinkest away to flee.
No, soft Lord Screw that may not be, here is a broad Swarod by my side, And if thou canst conquer me, the Victory will soon be try'd. I ne'r was afraid of a Traytor bold, although thy name be Hugh in the Grime, I'le make the repent thy speeehes foul, if day and life but give me time. Then do thy worst thou good Lord Screw and deal your blows as fast as you can: It will be try'd between me and you. which of us two shall be the best man.
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THus as they dealt in blows so free, and both so bloody at that time, Over the moss ten Yeomen they see, come for to take sir Hugh in the Grime. Sir Hugh set his back against a Tree, and then the men incompast him round, His mickle Sword from his hand did flee, & then they brought sir Hugh to the ground. Sir Hugh of the Grime now taken is, and brought back to Garland Town, The good Wives all in Garland Town sir Hugh in the Grime thou'st ne'r gang down. The good Lord Bishop is come to the town and one the bench is set so high, And every man was taxt to his crime, at length called sir Hugh in the Grime. Here am I thou false Bishop, thy humours all to fulfill, I do not think my fact so great, but thou may'st put it into thy own will. The Quest of Jury men was call'd, the best that was in Garland Town, Eleven of them spoke all in a breast, sir Hugh in the Grime thou'st ner gang down. Then other Questy-men was called, the best that was in Rumery, Twelve of them spake all in a breast, sir Hugh in the Grime thou'st now guilty. Then came down my good Lord Boles, falling down upon his knee, Five hundred pieces of gold would I give to grant Sir Hugh in the Grime to me. Peace, peace, my good Lord Boles, and of your speehes set him by, If there be Crimes all of aname, then by my honour they all should dye.
Then came down my good Lady Ward, falling down upon her knee, Five hundred measures of gold i'le give, to grant Sir Hugh of the Grime to me. Peace, peace, my good Lady Ward, none of your proffers shall him buy, For if there be twelve Grimes all of a name, by my one honour they all should dye. Sir Hugh of the Grimes condemn'd to dye. and of his friends he did not lack, Fourteen Foot he leapt in his ward, his hands bound fast unto his back. Then he lookt over his left shoulder, to see whom he could see or spy, There was he aware of his Father dear, came tearing his hair most pittifully. Peace, peace my father dear, and of your speeches set them by, Though they have bereave me my life, they cannot bereave me of of heaven so high. He lookt over his right shoulder to see whome he could see or spy, There was he aware of his Mother Eear, came tearing her hair most piittifully. Pray have me remembered to Peggy my wife, as she and I did walk the Moor, She was the causer of my life, and with the old Bishop she plaid the whrre. Here Johnny Armstrong take thou my Swore, that is made of mettle so fine: And when thou com'st to the Border side, remember the death of Sir Hugh of the Grime.
FINIS. Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball near the Bear Tavern in Pye Corner.