%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A Canto on the new Miracle wrought by the / D. of M. curing a young Wench of the Kings / Evil, as it is related at large by B. Harris / in his Prot. Intelligence, publish'd Friday / Jan. 7th. 1681. to prevent false Reports. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 06/12/2014 33725

The University of California makes a claim of copyright only to original contributions made by Early Modern Center participants and other members of the university community. The University of California makes no claim of copyright to the original text. Permission is granted to download, transmit or otherwise reproduce, distribute or display the contributions to this work claimed by The University of California for non-profit educational purposes, provided that this header is included in its entirety. For inquiries about commercial uses, please contact:

Patricia Fumerton Early Modern Center - English Department University of California Santa Barbara, CA 93105 United States of America EMail: pfumer@english.ucsb.edu

R35273 AS Popish Farriers use t'imploy / In their own Trade the good St. Loy, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 133 A Canto on the new Miracle wrought by the / D. of M. curing a young Wench of the Kings / Evil, as it is related at large by B. Harris / in his Prot. Intelligence, publish'd Friday / Jan. 7th. 1681. to prevent false Reports. A Canto on the new Miracle wrought by the D. of M. curing a young Wench of the Kings Evil, as it is related at large by B. Harris in his Prot. Intelligence, published Friday Jan. 7th. 1681. to prevent false Reports. ?-?

This document follows the guidelines specified for TEI.

XML Generated Automatically at 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM Using EMC

XBallad Parsing Engine developed by Carl G Stahmer.

TEI Template developed by Gerald Egan and Modified by Carl Stahmer

All apostrophes are encoded as '.

Any dashs occurring in line breaks have been removed;

All dashs are encoded as ‐ and all em dashes as —.

 Early Modern Center Ballad Project Keyword Taxonomy advice affliction/ health alcohol Americas animals/ nature Bible/ biblical figures buildings/ architecture catastrophe children class clothing/ appearance country/ nation crime death economics/ commerce entertainments family Featured folklore gender holidays/ seasons infidelity labor/ craft law London love maritime marriage military/ war monstrosity mythology/ Classical news nobility/ court politics/ government procreation punishment race/ ethnicity religious concepts religious figures religious groups royalty rural life servitude sex/ sexuality supernatural/ magic travel trickery/ deceit urban life vice violence virtue vulgar humor youth/ age Library of Congress Subject Heading Taxonomy 6/12/2014 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America Ballads, English 17th century Broadsides, England 17th century 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM XBallad Palmer Browne, Megan Created XML Version of Ballad 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM Transcription Supervisor Meyer, Shannon Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM Double-Key Comparison and Merging Doran, Thomas Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM Transcriptionist Two Gutierrez-Jones, Natalia Transcription of ballad manuscript 6/12/2014 3:26:32 PM Transcriptionist One Hopkins, Shay Transcription of ballad manuscript 2/3/2013 Checker Shannon Meyer Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 11/15/2012 Bibliographer William Hildalgo Initial Ballad Catalogue Record Created
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="bold"><hi rend="italic">A</hi></hi> <hi rend="italic">Canto <hi rend="bold">on the new</hi> Miracle <hi rend="bold">wrought by the</hi></hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">D. <hi rend="bold">of</hi> M. <hi rend="bold">curing a young Wench of the</hi> Kings</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Evil, <hi rend="bold">as it is related at large by</hi> B. Harris</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic"><hi rend="bold">in his</hi> Prot. Intelligence, <hi rend="bold">publish'd</hi> Friday</hi></seg> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Jan. <hi rend="bold">7th.</hi> 1681. <hi rend="bold">to prevent false Reports.</hi></hi></seg>
AS Popish Farriers use t'imploy In their own Trade the good St. Loy, The Saint to whom they have recourse, As to Heav'ns Master of the Horse; To Him they lowdly cry for Mercy On ragged Colts that have the Farcy: For Hackneys gall'd to Him they pray, And drink dead drunk upon his Day: So to His Grace of M------ trots A Filly Fole that had the Botts; For still she knew, and 'twas no News, He keeps the Mares, tho not the Mews. But had you seen the skittish Jade, You would have thought her Drunk or Mad; For at first dash his Hand she seiz'd, Much was th'ambitious Heroe pleas'd. So sweetly did Don Quixot grinn, When the Maid Marrian of the Inne, He thought was some Enchanted Queen. Askt his dead-doing Hand to kiss; But what White Devil danc'd in this? Some Fly, some Rat, or great old Puss, Or Spirit Mephostophilus; Or Pug, that Paracelsus wore In th' Pomel of his Sword before; Or Healing Virtue that as rare is, Is sent His Grace by's Aunt of Fayries, Who aids him thus in hugger mugger; So did Doll Common Abel Drugger. Some sweaty Devil in his Palm, Transfuses Brine instead of Balm; And Brine you know is good for th'Itch, In any Mangy Dog or Bitch: Long in his Fist the Leprous Drab, Paddles and pores familiar Scab! The Witch her Dam had set her Fancy Agog upon this Chyromancy; To view each Line the Hag importunes, And thus young Gypsie reads his Fortunes. The Men of Westminster shall pass High Votes in Honour of your Grace; No Prayers for fear of the Black Rod, They'l Vote (I fear) no King, no God. Great stickling there shall be for Two, Pillory'd Benjamin, aud You. What will You give Me this next Spring, If then You are not Crown'd a King? By Oats before we reap next Crop, Oats in a Tub shall Preach You up. So Sybil ended her vile guessing, And each to other gave their Blessing. But O the Green-sick Girls may boast, This Duke hath cur'd Them to His Cost; Tho now he cuts his Capers high, He may with Falstaff one day cry; When Age hath set him in the Stocks, A Pox of my Gout, a Gout on my Pox. The Lyon Rampant is too wise, To touch a Prince though in disguise; Much less a Prince so Kind and Civil, To touch a Kingdom for Kings-Evil. He means to make it for its health, A Common-Whore, a Common-wealth. The Stroaker Graitrix was a Sot, And all his Feat-tricks are forgot; But Duke Trinculo, and Tom Dory, Will be a Famous Quack in Story. Let every scabby City-Cuckow, Fly into your Hedge-lane to look you. If seventh Sons do things so rare, In You seven Fathers have a share; Shew us some more of these fine mocks, Shew your Black Art, shew your Black Box; 'Tis thought you've there some pure Receipt, Great Mountibank of our sick State Your Zany, who this Cure reveals, Tells us in March your Highness heals.
FINIS.