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T40921 ASSIST me, ye Muses, I pray lend your Aid, / To undergo a Task, for I am afraid, Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 334 3: 335 THE / LIFE and DEATH / OF THE / DUKE of BERWICK THE LIFE and DEATH OF THE DUKE of BERWICK. THE LIFE and DEATH OF THE DUKE of BERWICK. Printer JOHN WHITE 1730-1730

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ASSIST me, ye Muses, I pray lend your Aid, To undergo a Task, for I am afraid, Without that you help me, I shall fall too low, In speaking of him whom some Thousands do know: The brave Duke of Berwick, tis him I do mean; And of his Exploits some of them I will name: But first let me tell you, eer farther I run, He was late King Jamess own natural Son. In England born, which causd him to be, The bravest stout Soldier that eer you did see; The best of all Foes that eer did advance; Witness the Battle that was fought at Almanze; Where he to his Soldiers most bravely did say, Brave Boys, if it happen that we get the Day; Be courageous and bold, and commit no Slaughter; But pray give my English Countrymen Quarter.
What braver than this could an Enemy say? O Curse on grim Death that snatchd him away: Then cursd be the Gunner that fired the Shot, And cursd be the Bullet that fell to his Lot: That soon deprived brave Berwick of Life: Robbd Children of Father, parted Man and Wife: A sad Separation; who can now express The Grief of the Widow and the Fatherless. But stop not Assistance, but farther lets go: For more of brave Berwicks Valour Id know; Fame now reporteth and says very plain, He at Syracusa saw some Thousands slain: Then, why did not grim Death take him quite away? His Corpse would long since have moulderd to Clay: No, no, his Summons he denyd to serve, Until noble Berwick more Honours deservd.
Then from Syracusa he strait to Blackwood, There he waded up to his Knees in Blood: But still to his Soldiers aloud he would cry, Fight on my brave Boys let us every Man die. For my own Countrymen are courageous and bold; And will by no Means at all be contrould; But if we get the better, and they should surrender, Pray be kind unto them, nay loving and tender. Then Malplaquet next was where he did run, But yet he escaped the firing of Guns: Altho from the same he neer did retire, But still he was riding thro all Smoak and Fire. Theres nothing could daunt him, but O cruel Fate Hath put an End to his longer Date: At Phillipsburgh, France there got her Loss, There he was shot dead, when mounting his Horse. In many other Places great Feats he hath done, But his noble Actions are now with him gone. All those that in the Service of Queen Anne have been, Unto cruel Death they do bear a Spleen; For taking brave Berwick their merciful Foe: Tho some were his Prisners, they never Want did know. For to support them no Cost he would spare; And still would call them his Countrymen dear. Alas! noble Berwick, could you not return, When the King, your Master, did send for you home? He knowing your old Age and Infirmity, In the Field of Honour you was resolvd to die: Call me not home, good Master, now I pray, For in the Field I am resolvd to stay, But said, Good Master, since I have begun, Let me proceed until my Glass is run. Altho Sixty-six, see what Courage was there? This good antient Man yet a stout Heart did bear: So all pityd him that Day when he did die, Because he could not stay to gain Victory: Much more might be said, but I must have done: He dyd both a Prince, a Peer, and a Kings Son, His Soul into Heaven I hope it is good, The which puts an End to my tragical Song.
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