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T32139 1 Flying Fame Chevy Chase Flying Fame SOre sick dear friends long time I was / and weakly laid in bed, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 73 THE DEAD MANS SONG, / Who[se] dwelling was near Basing-hall in London. THE DEAD MANS SONG, Who[se] dwelling was near Basing-hall in London. THE DEAD MAN'S SONG, Whose dwelling was near Basing hall in London. 1624-1624

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SOre sick dear friends long time I was and weakly la[i]d in bed, And for five hours in all mens fight, at leng[t]h I lay as dead. The bell rang out, my friends came in, and I key-cold was found, Then was my carkasse brought from bed and laid upon the ground. My loving wife did weep full sore, my children loud did cry, My friends did mourn, yet this they said all flesh is born to die: My winding-sheet prepared was; my grave was also made; And for five hours by just report, in this same case I laid. During which time my soul did see, such strange and fearful sights, That for to hear the same disclosd, would banish all delights: Yet sith the Lord restord my life, which from my bodie fled; I will declare the sight I saw, the time that I was dead. Me thought upon a lovelie green, where pleasant flowers sprang, I took my way whereas I thought, the Muses sweetlie sang: The grass was sweet the trees were fair and lovelie to behold. And full of fruits was everie twig, which shind like glittring gold. My chearful heart desired much, to taste the fruit most fair; But as I reacht a fair young man, to me did make repair: Touch not, said he, its none of thine, but wend and walk with me; And see thou mark each several thing, which I shall show to thee. I wondred greatlie at his words, yet went with him away, Till on a goodlie pleasant bank, with him he bade me stay: With branches then of Lillies white, mine eyes there wiped he, When this was done he bade me look, what I far off could see. I looked up and lo at last, I did a City see, So fair a thing did never man, behold with mortal eye: Of diamonds, peales, and precious stones it seems the walls were made; The houses all with beaten gold, were tild and overlaid. More brighter than the morning Sun, the light thereof did show, And everie Creature in the same, like crowned Kings did go: The fields about the City fair, were all with Roles set;
Gillie flowers and Carnations fair, which canker could not fret. And from the fields there did proceed a sweet and pleasant smell, That everie l[i]ving Creature felt, the scent did so [e]xcel: B[e]sides such sweet and pleasant mirth, did from the City sound, That I therewith was ravished, my joy did so abound. With musick, mirth and melodie, Princes did there imbrace, That in my heart I longd to be within that bl[e]ssed place: The more I gazd, the more I might, the sight pleasd me so well: For what I saw in everie thing, my tongue can no way tell. Then of the man I did demand, what place the same might be, Whereas so manie Kings did dwel, in joy and melodie: Quoth he that blessed place is heaven, where yet thou canst not rest; And those that do like Princes walk, are men whom God hath blest. Then did he turn me round about, and on the other side, He bade me view and mark as much, what things were to be spyd: With that I saw a Coal-black Den, all tand with soot and smook, Where stinking brimstone burning was, which made me like to choak. An uglie creature there I saw, whose face with knives were slasht, And in a cauldron of poyson[]d filth, his uglie corps was washt: About his neck were sundrie ruffs, that flamd on everie side; I askt, and lo the young man said, that he was damnd for pride. Another sort there did I see, whose bowels Vipers tore, And grievously with gaping mouth, they did both yell and roar: A spoted person by each one, stood gnawing on their hearts; And this was conscience I was told, that plagud the inward parts. They were no sooner out of sight, but straight came in their place, A sort still throwing burning fire, which fell against their face: And Ladies full of melted Gold were poured down their throats. And these were set it seemd to me, in midst of burning boats. The formost of the companie was Judas I was told, Who had for fi[l]thie Lucres sake, his Lord and Master sold:
For covetousnesse they were condemnd so it was told to me. And there me thought another rout of hell hounds I did see. Their faces they seemd fat in sight, yet all their bones were bare; And dishes full of crawling Toads, were made their finest fare: From arms, from hands, from thighs and feet[,] with red hot pincers then, The flesh was pluckt even from the bone of those vile glutonous men. On Coal-black beds another sort, in grievous sort did ly; And underneath them burning brands, their flesh did burn and fry: With brimstone fierce their pillows eke whereon their heads were laid, And fiends with glowing whips of fire, their treacherous flesh off flaid. Then did I see another come, stabd in with dagers thick, And filthy fiends with fiery darts, their hearts did wound and prick: And mighty bowls of corrupt blood, was brought for them to drink: And these men were for murder plagud from whence they could not shrink. I saw when they were gone away, the swearer and the lyar, And they were hung up by the tongues over a flame of fire: From eyes, from ears, from navel & nose and from their lower parts, The blood me thought did rushing run, and clogged like mens hearts. I asked why that punishment, was now on swearers laid, Because quoth he, wounds heart and blood were still the oath they made: And there withal from ugly hell, such grievous cries I heard, As though some greater grief and care, had vext them afterward. So that my soul was sore afraid, such terrour on me felt, Away then went the young man quite, and bade me not farewel: Wherefore unto my body straight, my spirit returnd again: And lively blood did afterwards stretch forth in every vein. My closed eyes I opened, and raisd up from my swoend, I wondred much to see my self, laid so upon the ground: Which when my neighbours did behold, great fear upon them fell, To whom soon after I did tell, the news from heaven and hell.
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