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T46178 2 UNKNOWN a pleasant New Tune UNKNOWN A Pleasant New Tune QUEEN Eleanor was a sick Woman, / And afraid that she should die; Roxburghe Ballads Editor None None None None Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 634 3: 635 Queen ELEANOR's Confession: / SHEWING / How King HENRY, with the Earl MARTIAL, in / Friars Habits came to her, instead of two Friars from France, which / she sent for. Printer Robert Marchbank 1720-1720

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QUEEN Eleanor was a sick Woman, And afraid that she should die; Then she sent for two Friars of France, For to speak with them speedily. The King calld down his Nobles all, By One, by Two, and by Three, And sent away for Earl Martial, For to speak with them speedily. When that he came before the King, He fell on his bended Knee, A Boon, a Boon, our gracious King, That you sent so hastily. Ill pawn my Living and my Lands, My Scepter and my Crown, That whatever Queen Eleanor says, I will not write it down.
Do you put on a Friars Coat, And Ill put on another, And we will to Queen Eleanor go, One Friar like another. Thus both attired then they go, When they came to Whitehall, The Bells they did ring and Quiristers sing, And the Torches did light them all. When they came before the Queen, They fell on their bended Knee, A Boon, a Boon, our gracious Queen, That you sent so hastily. Are you two Friars of France? she said, Which I suppose you be; But if you are two English Friars, Then hanged shall you be.
We are two Friars of France, they said, As you suppose we be, We have not been at any Mass Since we came from the Sea, The first vile Thing that eer I did, I will to you unfold, Earl Martial had my Maidenhead, Under this Cloth of Gold. Thats a great Sin, then said the King, God may forgive it thee, Amen, Amen, quoth Earl Martial, With a heavy Heart then spoke he. The next vile Thing that eer I did, To you Ill not deny, I made a Box of Poison strong, To poison King Henry. That is a vile Sin, then said the King, God may forgive it thee, Amen, Amen, quoth Earl Martial, And wish it so may be. The next vile Thing that eer I did, To you I will discover, I poisoned fair Rosamond, All in fair Woodstock Bower.
That is a vile Sin, then said the King, God may forgive it thee, Amen, Amen, quoth Earl Martial, I wish it so may be. Do you see yonder a little Boy, A tossing of the Ball? That is Earl Martials eldest Son, And I love him the best of all. Do you see yonder a little Boy, A catching of the Ball? That is King Henrys Son, she said, I love him the worst of all, His Head is like unto a Bull, His Nose is like a Boar, No matter for that, King Henry said, I love him the better therefore. The King pulld of his Friars Coat, And appear all in Red; She shriekd, she cryd, and wrang her Hands, And said she was betrayd. The King lookd over his left Shoulder, And a grim Look looked he: And said, Earl Martial, but for my Oath, Then hanged should thou be.
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