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S117709 1 the Blinde Begger UNKNOWN The Blind Beggar OF a stout Cripple that kept the high way, / And begd for his liuing all time of the day: Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 446 A new ballad intituled, the stout Criple of Cornwall, wherein is shewed his dissolute / life, and deserued death. A new ballad intituled, the stout Criple of Cornnwall, wherein is shewed his dissolute life, and deserved death. A new ballad entitled, the stout Cripple of Cornwall, wherein is showed his dissolute life, and deserved death. Printer the Assignes of Thomas symcock 1619-1619

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OF a stout Cripple that kept the high way, and begd for his living all time of the day: A story Ile tell you that pleasant shall be, the Cripple of Cornwall sirnamed was he. He crept on his hands & his knees up and downe, in a torn jacket and ragged patcht gowne: For he had never a leg to the knee, the Cripple of cornwall sirnamed was he, He was of stomacke couragious and stout, for he had no cause to complaine of the gout: To go upon stilts most cunning was he, with a staffe on his neck gal[l]ant and free. Yea no good fellowship would he forsake were it in secret a purse for to take: His help was good as any might be, the Cripple of Cornwall sirnamed was he. When he upon any such service did go, the crafty young cripp[l]e provided it so His tooles he kept close in an old hollow tree, that stood from the City a mile two or three. Thus all the day long he begd for reliefe, And late in the night he plaid the false theefe: And seven yeares together this custome kept he and no man thought him such a person to be, There was few grasiiers went on the way, but unto the criple for passage did pay, And every brave Marchant that he did descry, he emptied their purses ere they passed by, The gallant Lord Courtney both valliant and bold, rode forth with great plenty of silver and gold: At Exeter there a purchase to pay, but that the false cripple his journey did stay. For why the false cripple heard tidings of late as he lay for almes at this noblemans gate: What day and what houre his journey should be, this is quoth the cripple a bootie for me, Then to his companions this mater he moved, which he in like actions before time had proved. They make themselves ready & deeply they sweare this monies their onwe before they come there. Upon his two stilts this cripple doth mount to have his best share he makes his account All clothed in canvas downe to the ground he takes up his standing his mates with him round Then comes the Lord Courtney with half a score men, that little suspected these theeves in their den: And they perceiving them come to their hand, in a darke evening they bid him stand Deliver thy purse quoth the Cripple with speed, for we be good fellowes and thereof have neede
Not so quoth Lord Courtney but this I tell thee, winne it and weare it, else get none of me. With that they Lord Courtney stood in his defence and so did his servants but ere they went hence Two of the true men were slaine in the fight, and foure of the theeves were put to their flight, And while for their safegard they ran thus away the jolly bold cripple did hold the rest play. And with his pikestaffe he wounded them so as they were unable to run or to goe. With fight the Lord Courtney was driven out of breath and most of his servants wounded to death, Then came other horsemen riding so fast, the cripple was forced to fly at last. And over a river a river that ran their beside, which was very deep and eighteen foot wide, With his long staffe and his stilts leaped he, and shifted himself in an old hollow tree. Then through the country was hue and cry made to have these theeves apprehended and staid, The Crepple he creeps on his hands & his knees and on the hie way great posting he sees, And as they came Riding he begging doth say, O give me one penny good Master I pray: And thus unto Exeter creeps he along no man suspecting that he had done wrong, A none the Lord Courtney he spide in the street: he comes unto him and kisses his feet: Saying, God save your honour & keep you from ill and from the hands of you enemies still. Amen quod, Lord Courtney & therwith flung downe unto the poore Cripple an English crowne: Away went the cripple and thus did he thinke, five hundred pounds more would make me to drinke In vaine that hue and cry it was made, they found none of them though the country was laid But this grieved the cripple both night and day, that he so unluckely mist of his pray Nine hundred pounds this cripple had got, by begging and robbing so good was his lot, A thousand pound he would make it he said, and then he would quite give over his trade. But as he strived his minde to fulfill, in following his actions so lewd and so ill, At last he was taken the law to suffice, condemned and hanged at Exeter Sise, Which made all men amazed to see, that such an impotent person as he, Should venture himself in such actions as they, to rob in such sort upon the hye way.
Printed by the Assignes of Thomas Symcock. FINIS.