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T50448 WHEN York and Lancaster made War, / Within this famous Land; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 289774 THE / Union of the Red Rose and the White; / BY A / Marriage between King Henry VII. and a Daughter of King Edward IV. THE Union of the Red Rose and the White; BY A Marriage between King Henry VII. and a Daughter of King Edward IV. THE Union of the Red Rose and the White; BY A Marriage between King Henry VII. and a Daughter of King Edward IV. 1750-1750

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WHEN York and Lancaster made War, Within this famous Land; The Lives of Englands noble Peers, Did much in Danger stand. Seven English Kings in bloody Fields, For Englands Crown did fight; In which their Heirs were all, but twain, Of Life bereaved quite. Then thirty Thousand Englishmen, Were in one Battle slain; Yet could not all this English Blood, A settled Peace obtain. Fathers unkind their Children killd, And Sons their Fathers slew: Yea, Kindred fought against their Kind, And not each other knew. At last, by Henrys lawful Claim, The wasting Wars had End; For Englands Peace he soon restord, And did the same defend. For Tyrant Richard, namd the Third, The Breeder of this Woe; By him was slain, near Leicester Town, As Chronicles do show. All Fears of Wars he thus exild, Which joyd each Englishman, And Days of long desired Peace, Within the Land began.
He ruld this Kingdom by true Love, To chear his Subjects Lives: For every one had daily Joy, And Comfort of their Wives. King Henry had such princely Care, Our further Peace to frame, Took fair Elizabeth to Wife, That gallant Yorkshire Dame. Fourth Edwards Daughter, blessd of God, To escape King Richards Spite, Was thus made Englands peerless Queen, And Henrys Hearts Delight. Thus Henry first, of Tudors Name, And Lancaster the first, With Yorks right Heir, a true Loves Knot, Did link and tie full fast. Renowned York the White Rose gave, Brave Lancaster the Red, By Wedlock now conjoind to grow, Both in one princely Bed. These Roses sprung and budded fair, And carried such a Grace, That Kings of England in their Arms, Afford them worthy Place. And flourish may those Roses long, That all the World may tell, How Owners of those princely Flowrs, In Virtues did excel.
To glorify those Roses more, King Henry and his Queen, First placd their Pictures in wrought Gold, Most gorgeous to be seen. The Kings own Guard now wear the same, Upon their Back and Breast; Where Love and Loyalty remains, And evermore shall rest. The Red Rose on the Back is placd, Thereon a Crown of Gold: The White Rose on the Breast is brave And costly to behold. Bedeckd most rich with Silver Studs, On Coat of Scarlet red: A blushing Hue with Englands Fame, Now many a Year hath bred. Thus Tudor and Plantagenet, These Honours first devisd; To welcome long desired Peace, With us so highly prizd. A Peace that now maintained is, By Charles our Royal King: For Peace brings Plenty to the Land, With every blessed Thing. To speak again of Henrys Praise, His princely libral Hand; Gave Gifts and Graces many Ways Unto this famous Land.
For which the Lord him Blessings sent, And multiplyd his Store: In that he left more Wealth to us, Than any King before. For first his sweet and lovely Queen, A Joy above the rest, Brought him both Sons and Daughters fair, To make his Kingdom blest. The Royal Blood that was at Ebb, So increasd by his Queen, That Englands Heirs unto this Day, Do flourish fair and green. The first fair Blessing of his Seed, Was Arthur Prince of Wales, Whose Virtue to the Spanish Court, Quite oer the Ocean fails. There Ferdinand, the King of Spain, His Daughter Katherine gave, For Wife unto the English Prince, A Thing that God would have. Yet Arthur in his lofty Youth, And blooming Time of Age, Submitting meekly his sweet Life, To Deaths impartial Rage; Who dying so, no Issue left, The Sweet of Natures Joy, Which compassd England round with Grief, And Spain with sad Annoy. King Henrys second Consort provd, A Henry of his Name: In following Times Eight Henry calld, A King of Noble Fame. He conquerd Bulloign with his Sword, With many Towns in France: His manly Mind and Fortitude, Did Englands Fame advance. He Popish Abbeys first suppressd, And Papistry pulld down; And bound their Lands by Parliament, Unto his Royal Crown. He had three Children by three Wives, And Princes reigning here: Edward, Mary, and Elizabeth, A Queen belovd most dear. These three sweet Branches bare no Fruit, God no such Joy did send; Thro which the kingly Tudors Name, In England there had End. The last Plantagenet that livd, Was namd Elizabeth: Elizabeth last Tudor was, The greatest Queen on Earth. Seventh Henry yet we name again, Whose Grace gave free Consent, To have his Daughters married both To Kings of high Descent. Margaret, the eldest of the twain, Was made great Scotlands Queen;
As wise, as fair, as virtuous, As eer was Lady seen. From which fair Queen, our Royal King Does lineally descend; And rightfully enjoys that Crown, Which God doth still befriend. For Tudor and Plantagenet, By yielding unto Death, Have made renowned Stuarts Name, The greatest upon Earth. His youngest Daughter, Mary calld, As princely in Degree; Was by her Father worthy thought, The Queen of France to be: And after to the Suffolk Duke, Was made a noble Wife, When in the famous English Court, She led a virtuous Life. King Henry and his loving Queen, Rejoicd to see the Day; To have their Children thus advancd, With Honours every Way. Which purchasd Pleasure and Content, With many Years Delight; Till sad Mischance, by cruel Death, Procurd them both a Spite. The Queen that fair and princely Dame, That Mother meek and mild; To add more Number to her Joy, Again grew big with Child: All which brought Comfort to the King, Against which careful Hour, He lodgd his dear kind-hearted Queen, In Londons stately Tower. That Tower that was so fatal once, To Princes of Degree; Provd fatal to this noble Queen, For therein died she. In Child-bed lost she her sweet Life, Her Life esteemd so dear; Which had been Englands loving Queen, Full many a happy Year. The King herewith possessd with Grief, Spent many Months in Moan; And daily sighd, and said that he Like her could find out none: Nor none could he in Fancy chuse, To make his wedded Wife; Wherefore a Widower would remain, The Remnant of his Life. His after Days he spent in Peace, And Quietness of Mind. Like King and Queen, as those two were, The World can hardly find. Our King and Queen, yet like to them, In Virtue and true Love; Have heavenly Blessings in like Sort, From heavenly Powrs above.