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S121795 GOod English men whose valiant harts, / With courage great and manly partes, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 18309 A Ioyful Song of the Royall receiuing of the / Queenes most excellent Maiestie into her highnesse Campe at Tilsburie in Essex: on / Thursday and Fryday the eight and ninth of August. 1588. A Ioyful Song of the Royall receiuing of the Queenes most excellent Maiestie into her highnesse Campe at Tilsburie in Essex: on Thursday and Fryday the eight and ninth of August. 1588. A Joyful Song of the Royal receiving of the Queen's most excellent Majesty into her highness' camp at Tilbury in Essex: on Thursday and Friday the eight and ninth of August. 1588. I., T. Printer Iohn Wolfe 1588-1588 Richard Iones

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GOod English men whose valiant harts, With courage great and manly partes, Doe minde to daunt the overthwarts, of any foe to England. Attend a while and you shall heare, What love and kindnesse doth appeare. From the princely mind of our love deare, Elizabeth Queene of England. To cheare her souldiers one and all, Of honour great or title small, Or by what name you will them call, [?]e[?] of England. The time being dangerous now ye know, That forraigne enimies to and fro, For to invade us make a show, and our good Queene of England. Her Majestie by grave advise, Considering how the danger lyes, By all good meanes she can devise, for the safetie of all England. Hath pointed men of honour right, With all the speede they could or might, A Campe of men there should be pight, on Tilsburie hill in England. Her grace being given to understand, The mightie power of this her land, And the willing harts therein she fand, from every shire in England. The mightie troupes have shewed the same, That day by day to London came, From shires and townes too long to name, to serve the Queene of England. Her grace to glad their harts againe, In princely person tooke the paine, To honour the troupes and Martiall traine, in Tilsburie campe in England. On Thursday the eight of August last, Her Majestie by water past, When stormes of winde did blow so fast, would feare some folke in England. And at her forte she went on land, That neare to Tilsburie (strong) doth stand, Where all things furnisht there she fand, for the safe defense of England. The great shot then, did rage and roare, Replyed by a forte on the other shore, Whose poudred pellets what wou[ld] ye have more, would feare any foe to England
Her highnesse then to the campe did goe, The order there to see and know: Which, her Lord generall did dutifully show, in Tilsburie campe in England. And everie Captaine to her came, And everie Officer of fame, To show their duetie and their name. to their soveraigne Queene of England. Of tents and cabins, thousands three, Some built with bowes and many a tree, And many of canvasse she might see. in Tilsburie campe in England. Each Captaine had his colours brave, Set over his tent in winde to wave, With them their officers there they have, to serve the Queene of England. The other lodginges had their signe, For souldiers where to sup and dine, And for to sleepe: with orders fine, in Tilsburie Campe in England. And vittaling boothes, there plentie were, Where they sold meate, bread, cheese and beere, One should have been hangd for selling too dear in Tilsburie campe in England. To tell the joy of all and some, When that her Majestie was come, Such playing on phiphes and many a drum, to welcome the Queene of England. Displaying of Ensignes verie brave, Such throwing of hats what would ye have, Such cryes of joy, God keepe and save, our noble Queene of England. And then to bid her grace good night, Great Ordenance shot with pellets pight, Fourteene faire peeces of great might, to feare the foes of England. Her Majestie went then away, To the Court, where that her highnesse lay, And came againe on the next day, to Tilsburie campe in England. The Captaines yerly did prepare, To have their battell set out faire, Against her highnesse comming there, to Tilsburie campe in England And long before her highnesse came, Each point was ordered so in frame, Which served to set forth the fame, of a royall campe in England. The gallant horsemen mounted brave, With stomackes stoute that courage have, Whose countenance sterne might well deprave in sight, the foe of England. The armde men, bowmen, and the shot, Of Muskets and Calivers hot, None of these wanted well I wot, in Tilsburie campe in England. Fiftie ensignes spred there were, Of severall colours fine and faire, Of drums and phyphes, grea[t] numbers there, in Tilsburie campe in England. The battell placd in order due, mightie host I tell you true, A famous sight it was to view. that royall campe in England. The hoast thus set in battell ray, In braver sorte then I can say, For want of knowledge to display, so goodly a campe in England. How the maine battel, and the winges, The vauntgarde, rearewarde, and such things, The horsemen whose sharpe launces stinges, in fight the foe of England.
The Noble men, and men of fame, In duetie bound did show the same, To waite when that her highnes came, our soveraigne Queene of England. And she being come into the field, A martiall staffe, my Lord did yeelde, Unto her highnesse, being our shield, and marshall chiefe of England. Then rode she along the campe to see, To everie Captaine orderly, Amid the rankes so royally, the marshall chiefe of England. What princely wordes her grace declarde, What gracious thankes in every warde, To every souldier none she sparde, that served any where for England. With princely promisse none should lacke, Meate or drinke, or cloth for backe, Golde and silver should not slacke, to her marshall men of England. Then might she see the hats to flye And everie souldier shouted hye, For our good Queene weel fight or dye, on any foe to England. And many a Captaine kist her hand As she past forth through everie band, And left her traine farre off to stand, from her marshall men of England. Two houres she spent among them there, Her princely pleasure to declare, Where many a one did say and sweare, to live and dye for England. And would not aske one penny pay, To charge her highnesse any way, But of their owne would finde a stay, to serve her grace for England. To my Lordes pavilion then she went A sumptuous faire and famous tent, Where dinner time her highnesse spent, with martiall men of England. In the evening when the tide was come, Her highnesse thankt them all and some, With trumpets shrile and sound of drum, returnd the queene of England. To the blockhouse where she tooke her barge, There divers Captaines had their charge, Then shot the cannons off at large. to honour the queene of England. And thus her highnesse went away, For whose long life all England pray, King Henries daughter, and our stay, Elizabeth queene of England. What subject would not spend his life, And all he hath to stay the strife, Of forraigne foe that seekes so rife, to invade this realme of England. Therefore deare countrie men I say, With hart to God let us all pray, To blesse our Armies night and day, that serve our Queene for England.
FINIS. T.I. LONDON Printed by John W[olf]e for Richard Jones. 1588.