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R214438 [W]Hen Edward was in England king / [the] first of all that name Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 185 [T]he lamentable fall of Queene Elnor, who for her pride and wickednesse by Gods iudgement, sunke in- / to the ground at Charingcrosse, and rose up at Queene Hive. [T]he lamentable fall of Queene Elnor, who for her pride and wickednesse by Gods iudgement, sunke in- to the ground at Charingcrosse, and rose up at Queene Hive. The lamentable fall of Queen Eleanor, who for her pride and wickedness by Gods judgment, sunk into the ground at Charing cross, and rose up at Queen Hive. Printer the Assignes of Thomas Symcoeke 1619-1619

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[W]Hen Edward was in England king first of all that name: [Proud Elenor h]e made his Queene, [a stately Spa]nish Dame, [Whose wicked li]fe and sinfull pride, [through England] did excell: [To Dainty Dames a]nd gallant Maides, [this Queen was] knowne full well. [She was the first t]hat did invent [in Coaches b]rave to ride, [She was t]he first that brought this land [to] deadly sinne of pride. [No] English Taylor here could serve to make her rich attyre: But sent for Taylors into Spaine, to feed her vaine desire. They brought in fashions strange and new with golden garments bright: The farthingale, and mighty cuffes, with gownes of rare delight Our London dames in Spanish pride, did florish every where, Our English men like women then, did weare long locks of haire. Both man and childe both maid & wife, were drownd in Pride of Spaine, And thought the Spanish Tailors then our English men did staine: Whereat the Queene did much despite to see our English men. In vestuees clad, as brave to see, as any Spaniard then. She cravd the King that every man, that wore long locks of haire, Might then be cut and powled all, or shaven very neare. Whereat the King did seem content, and soon thereto agreed, And first commanded that his owne should then be cut with speed, And after that to please his Queene, proclaimed through the land, That everie man that wore long haire, should powle him out of hand. But yet this Spaniard not content, to women bore a spight: And then requested of the King, against all law and right. That everie womankinde should have her right breast cut away: And then with burning Irons seard, the blood to stench and stay, King Edward then perceiving wel, her spight to women kinde:
Devised soon by policy, to turne her bloudie minde. He sent for burning Irons straight, all sparkling hot to see: And said, O Queene come on thy way, I wil begin with thee. Which words did much displease the Queen that penance to begin, But askt him pardon on her knees, who gave her grace therein. But afterward they chanst to passe along brave London streets, Whereas the Maior of Londons wife, in stately sort she meets. With musicke, mirth and melody unto the Church that went, To give God thanks, that to Lo. Maior a noble Sonne had sent. It grieved much this spightful Queen, to see that any one, Should so exceed in mirth and joy, except her selfe alone: For which she after did devise. within her bloudy minde, And practisd still most secretly, to kill that Ladie kinde. Unto Lord Maior of London then, she sent he Letters straight, To send his Lady to the Court, upon her Grace to wait: But when the London Lady came before proud Elnors face, She stript her from her rich array, and kept her vile and base, She sent her into wales with speed, and kept her secret there, And used her still more cruelly, then ever man did heare: She made her wash she made her starch she made her drudge alway: She made her nurse up children small, and labour night and day. But this contented not the Queen, but shewd her more despight: She bound this Lady to a post: at twelve at lock at night, And as (poore Lady) she stood bound, the Queene in angry mood, Did set two snakes unto her breast, that suckt away her blood. Thus died the Maior of Londons wife most grievous for to heare: Which made the Spaniard grow more proud, as after shall appeare.
The wheat that dayly made her bread was bolted twenty times, The food that fed this stately Dame, was boild in costly wines. The water that did spring from ground she would not touch at all, But washt her hands with dew of heaven that on sweet Roses fall, She bathd her body manie a time, in fountaines filled with milke, And every day did change attire, in costly Median silke. But comming then to London backe, within her coach of gold, A tempest strange within the skies, this Queene did there behold: Out of which storme she could not goe, but their remaind a space, Foure horses could not stirre her Coach a foot out of that place. A judgement surely sent from heaven, for shedding guiltlesse bloud, Upon this sinful Queene, that slew the London Lady good. King Edward then (as wisedome wild) accusd her for that deede; But she denied, and wisht that God would send his wrath with speed, If that upon so vile a thin[g] her heart did ever thinke[,] She wisht the ground might open wide, and therein she might sinke: With that at Charing-Crosse she sunke, into the ground alive, And after rose with life againe, in London at Queene-Hive. Where after that she languisht sore, full twentie daies in paine: At last confest, the Ladies blood her guilty hands did staine: And likewise how that by a Frier she had a base borne childe, Whose sinful lust and wickednesse, her marriage bed defilde. Thus you have heard the fall of pride, a just reward of sinne: For those that wil forsweare themselves Gods vengeance daily winne, Beware of pride ye London Dames, both Wives and Maidens all, Beare this imprinted in your minde, that pride must have a fall.
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