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1 Flying Fame Chevy Chase Flying Fame [SOre sick dear friends lo]ng time I was / [and weakly laid in bed,] Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 1 The Dead Mans Song. / [W]hose Dwelling was near Basing-Hall in LONDON. The Dead Mans Song. [W]hose Dwelling was near Basing-Hall in LONDON. The Dead Man's Song. Whose Dwelling was near Basing-Hall in LONDON. ?-?

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[SOre sick dear friends lo]ng time I was [and weakly laid in bed, And for five hours in all me]ns sight [at length I lay as dead: The Bell rung out my frien]ds came in, [and I key cold was found, Then was my carkass brou]ght from bed, [and laid upon the Ground. My loving Wife did weep ful]l sore, [my Children loud did cry, My friends did mourn, yet th]is they said, [all flesh is born to dye. My winding-sheet prepared] was, [my Grave was also made, And for five houres by just re]port, [in this same case I laid: During which time my soul] did see [such strange and fearful s]ights, [That for to hear the same di]sclosed, [would banish all delights: Yet sith the Lord restor'd my] life [which from my body fled, I will declare the sights I sa]w [the time that I was dead. Methought upon a lovely g]reen, [where pleasant flowers sp]rung, [I took my way, whereas I th]ought, [the Muses sweetly sung; The grass was sweet, the tree]s was fair, [and lovely to behold, And full of fruit was every twig, which shin'd like glistering gol]d. [My chearful heart desired much, to taste the fruit so fair, But as I reacht a fair young-man, to me did make repair.]
Touch not said he, 'tis none of thine, but wend and walk with me, And see thou mark each several thing which I shall shew to thee, I wondred greatly at his words, yet went with him away, Till on a goodly pleasant bank with him he bid my stay: With branches then of Lillies white, mine eyes there wiped he, When this was done he bad me look what I far off could see. I looked up and low at last I did a City see, So fair a thing did never man behold with mortal eye: Of Diamonds, pearls, & precious stones it seems the walls were made, The houses all with beaten gold were tyl'd and overlaid. More brighter then the morning Sun the light thereof did shew, And every creature in the same like Crowned Kings did go: The fields about the City fair were all with Roses set, Gilly flowers and Carnations fair, which Canker could not fret. And from the fields there did proceed a sweet and pleasant smell, That every living creature felt the scent did so excel. Besides such sweet and pleasant mirth did from the City sound, That I therewith was ravished my joy did so abound.
With musick, mirth, and melody, Princes did there imbrace, But in my heart I longed to be within that blessed place: The more I gaz'd the more I might the sight pleased me so well, For what I saw in everything my tongue can no way tell. Then of the man I did demand what place that same might be, Whereas so many Kings did dwell in joy and melody. Quoth he that blessed place is heaven where yet thou canst not rest, And those that do like Princes walk are men whom God hath blest. Then did he turn me round about and on the other side, He bad me view and mark as much what things were to be spy'd. With that I saw a Cole-black Den all tan'd with soot and smoke, Where stinking brimstone burning was which made me like to choak. An ugly creature there I saw whose face with knives were slasht, And in a Cauldron of poyson filth his ugly Corps were washt. About his neck were sundry ruffs that flam'd on every side, I askt and loe the young man said that he was damn'd for pride. Another sort there did I see, whose bowels Vipers tore, And grievously with gaping mouth they did both yell and rore.
[A Spotted person by each one, stood gnawing on their hearts, And this was Conscience I was told, which plagu'd their inward parts. They were no sooner out of sight, but streight came in their place, A sort still throwing burning fire, which fell against their face: And Ladles full of melted gold, were poured down their throats, And these were set it seem'd to me, in midst of burning boats. The foremost of the company was Judas I was told, Who had for filthy Lucres sake his Lord and Master sold; For covetousnesse he was condemn'd so it was told to me, And there methought another Rout of Hell-hounds I did see. Their faces seemed fat in sight, yet all their bones were bare, And dishes full of crawling Toads, were made their finest fare: From arms, from hands, from thighs, and feet, with Red-hot pincers then, The flesh was pluckt even from the bone of these vile gluttenous men. On cole-black beds another sort, in grievous sort did lye, And underneath them burning brands, their flesh did burn and fry: With brimstone fierce their pillows eke whereon their heads were laid, And Fiends with glowing whips of fire, their Lecherous flesh off flaid. Then did I see another come, stab'd in with Daggers thick,]
[And filthy Fiends with fiery darts, their hearts did wound and prick: And mighty boles of corrupt blood, was brought for them to drink, And these men were for murder plagu'd, from which they could not shrink. I saw when they were gone away, the Swearer and the Lyar, And they were hung up by the tongue, over a flaming fire. From eyes, from ears, from navel, & nose and from their lower parts, The blood methought did gushing run, and clogged like mens hearts. I asked why that punishment was now on Swearers laid, Because, quod he, wounds, heart, and blood were all the Oaths they made: And therewithal from ugly hell, such Grievous crys I heard, As though some greater Grief and care had vext them afterward. So that my soul was sore afraid, such terror on me fell, Away then went this young-man quite, and bad me not farewel: Wherefore unto my body streight, my spirit Return'd again, And lively blood did afterwards stretch forth in every vein. My closed eyes I opened, and Raised from my swound, I wondred much to see myself, so laid upon the Ground: Which when my Neighbors did behold, great fear upon them fell, To whom soon after I did tell, the news from Heaven and Hell.
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