%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / SATYRICK ELEGIE / Vpon the Execution of Master / NATHANIEL TOMKINS / July the 5. 1643. / To the Citizens of London. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1643-1643 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 02/24/2016 34376

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

R212068 TIS Tomkins (glad spectators) whom you see / Hang as the Trophy of your tyranny; Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 THE / SATYRICK ELEGIE / Vpon the Execution of Master / NATHANIEL TOMKINS / July the 5. 1643. / To the Citizens of London. THE SATYRICK ELEGIE Upon the Execution of Master NATHANIEL TOMKINS THE SATYRIC ELEGY Upon the Execution of Master NATHANIEL TOMKINS July the 5. 1643. To the Citizens of London. Printer Will. Web. 1643-1643

This document follows the guidelines specified for TEI.

XML Generated Automatically at 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM 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 2/24/2016 Santa Barbara, California, United States of America death mythology/ Classical politics/ government punishment Ballads, English 17th century Broadsides, England 17th century 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM XBallad Adkison, Katie Created XML Version of Ballad 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM Transcription Supervisor Palmer Browne, Megan Transcription of ballad manuscript 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM Double-Key Comparison and Merging Palmer Browne, Megan Transcription of ballad manuscript 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM Transcriptionist Two Rice, Sarah Transcription of ballad manuscript 2/24/2016 9:06:14 AM Transcriptionist One Bell, Erik Transcription of ballad manuscript 2/25/2015 Checker Kristen McCants Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 2/1/2016 Checker Katie Adkison Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 10/30/2014 Checker Kristen McCants Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 10/30/2014 Checker Kristen McCants Edited Ballad Catalogue Record 10/1/2014 Bibliographer Kristen McCants Initial Ballad Catalogue Record Created
<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">THE </hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">SATYRICK ELEGIE</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Upon the Execution of Master</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">NATHANIEL TOMKINS</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic"><hi rend="bold">July</hi> the 5. 1643.</hi></seg> <lb/> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="bold"><hi rend="italic">To the Citizens of</hi></hi> <hi rend="italic">London.</hi></seg>
TIS Tomkins (glad spectators) whom you see Hang as the Trophy of your tyranny; Whose loyall harmlesse bloud is spilt By, and for you, yet no pale guilt Dwells in your faces: with dry eyes You murther, and call't Sacrifice; I will not say of fooles: but sure no man Can call such heathen Offerings Christian. Such bloudy, deep-dy'd Crimson facts Must not be call'd Apostles acts, (Though Case were godfather:) the Dove Descended on the Sonne of Love, And not the Kite or Eagle: no such fowle Must stand as Embleme of a Christian soule. Though your new Buffe-Divines can draw Bloud from the Gospell, and make't Law; (A killing Letter) and can bring Christ into th' field to kill the King; When both the Cannon, and the Musket shot, Proclaim'd you guilty of a Pouder-plot: Blacker than Fauxess, and more fell, Than that you say was hatcht in Hell. When to defend them you let flye At King, Prince, Duke, Nobility. Tis true you beare a bloudy Crosse, but this No badge of murther, but Religion is. And Walworth's Dagger in your field, Shewes a Lord Major a Rebell kill'd: But now he is one, and yet he And Walworth weares one Liverie. For my part, since Edge-hill, I 'count that we Live not by right, but onely courtesie. He that dares smite my King, is more, Than I dare think, (grand Seigniour) And I his vassaile, and my breath Is his whose nod or frowne is death. (Brittain) where's now thy liberty! thy walke Is not thine owne, thy gesture, nor thy talke.
Thou mayst smile Treason now: a look, If cast a squint upon a book, Sign'd with H.E. will strike th'as dead As Basiliskes, or Gorgons head. Isles were Informers punishment at Rome, Where they liv'd Exiles) ours is now become Their Paradice: He that can spye Malignant in the face or eye, Is a made man! need nothing feare, Preferments grow at Westminster, For knaves and Sycophants, and such as can Ruine three Kingdomes to make up one man. Thus fell brave Tomkins, rather thus He hood! as did Calimachus, And more, spake dead, (for he did come A dead man to receive his doome) Which as he did fore-know, he scorn'd nor cou'd Their number, or their malice chill his bloud. He stood undaunted! nor did feare The Saw-pit Lord, or Manchester: Nor yet Sir Johns bloud-guilty front, With Straffords head engrav'd upon't. Nor the rest of City Judges that were there For nothing but to murther and forsweare. Thus dy'd the Roman Thrasea, (Brave man) and thus fell Seneca. Both wise, and rich, and fortunate, Save in his tyrant pupills hate Nero, who laugh't to see Rome frie, and sung Unto his Harp the flames of Ilium. You doe the same and worse, for now A Kingdom's all on fire, whilst you (Idle and glad spectators) lend Fresh fuell, lest the fire should spend. Look to't (thou bloudy City) fast and pray, London, that this prove not Acheldama: From your black doom wee'll this conclusion draw, You have no Gospell, Tomkins had no Law.
Printed at OXFORD, by Will. Web. 1643.