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S124243 1 To the same Tune Fortune my Foe To the Same Tune KInd hearts giue eare to that which I shall tell / Of a sad story which of late befell Manchester Central Library Blackletter Ballads Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 39 Another Bloody murther committed neere VVare, in Hart- / fordshire, by some notorious offenders, who were execu- / ted in the same moneth. Another Bloody murder committed near Ware, in Hartfordshire, by some notorious offenders, who were executed in the same month. 1633-1633 H.G.

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KInd hearts give eare to that which I shall tell Of a sad story which of late befell, In Hartfordshire neere Ware did chance this thing, Which caus'd salt teares from many eyes to spring. Two men were riding in an evening late, That had a charge of money and estate, And homeward they intended for to goe, But destiny doth oftentimes say no. And for these men foure villaines they did watch, Which had way-layd them how they them might catch: At him which was the formost they did lay, But his swift horse did beare him safe away.
The next they hit, and fell'd him t[o the ground,] And rifling him, they gave him m[any a wound,] So leaving him, as they did thi[nke for dead,] Having his gold, away they stre[ightway fled.] Yet one of them did backward c[ast his eye,] And did perceive him stir as he di[d lye,] Saying, Ile backe, and give him h[is deaths blow] For every one of us he well doth kno[w.] And with his staffe his braynes he out did bea[te.] Then straight this villaine to them did retreate[;] But marke how God did bring this thing to lig[ht,] For blood and murther he will soone requite. One of these theeves a peece of Gold would ch[ange] With one that knew him, that did thinke i[t strang] He should have gold, yet not the valew kn[ew] Into suspition straite his mind it drew. And hearing of the murther done of late, Would understand how he came by this state, And threatning him, he then confest straiteway[,] Both him and them which that same man did sla[y.] They were convicted, and by Law were tride, And for the same all foure of them they dide, And he that last went backe, did suffer death, Just in the place he spent the true mans breath[.] And at the common Execution place, The other three did end their fatall race, A just reward for murtherers in their kind[,] That beare so base and foule a bloody mind[.] For he that sits above the heavenly skye, Viewes all below with his all-seeing eye[,] And will take vengeance when he sees his [will,] On all that glories harmelesse blood to spill[,] Great God, preserve us from all sodaine deat[h,] Prepare our soules before we lose our breath, Make us all ready for the day to come, When thou shalt give to everyone their doome[.]
FINIS London, Printed for H.G.