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R189000 1 Gentle and Courteous [unknown] Gentle and Courteous WHen Edward was in England King, / the first of all that name, Manchester Central Library Blackletter Ballads Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 16 [The l]amentable fall of Queene Eleanor, who for her Pride and / wickednesse, by Gods judgements sunck into the ground at Charing-Crosse, / and rose at Queen-Hith. The lamentable fall of Queen Eleanor, who for her Pride and wickedness, by God's judgments sunk into the ground at Charing-Cross, and rose at Queen-Heath. 1648-1648 Edw[?]

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WHen Edward was in England King, the first of all that name, Proud Eleanor he made his Queene, a stately Spanish Dame; Whose wicked life and sinfull Pride, through England did excell, To dainties Dames and gallant Maids, this Queen was knowne full well. She was the first that did invent in Coaches brave to ride, She was the first that brought this Land to deadly sinne of Pride: No English Taylors here could serve to make her rich attire, But sent for Taylors into Spaine to feed her vaine desire. They brought in Fashions strange & new, with golden garments bright, The Farthingale, and mightie Ruffes, with Gownes of rare delight; Our London Dames in Spanish Pride did flourish everywhere, Our Englishmen like women then did weare long locks of Haire. Both man and child, both Maid and wife, were drown'd in Pride of Spaine, And thought the Spanish Taylors then our Englishmen did staine. Whereat the Queen did much despight, to see our Englishmen [In] vestures clad, as brave to see [as] any Spaniard then.
She crav'd the King, that every man that wore long locks of Haire, Might then be cut and Polled all, or shaven very neare: Whereat the King did seeme content, and soone thereto agreed, And first, commanded that his own should then be cut with speed. And after that to please his Queen, proclaimed through the Land, That every man that wore long Haire should Poll him out of hand: But yet this Spaniard not content, to women bore a spight: And then requested of the King, against all Law and right, That every woman-kind should have her right breast cut away, And then with burning Iron sear'd, the blood to stanch and stay: King Edward then perceiving well, her spight to womenkind, Devised soon by policie to turne her bloody mind. He sent for burning Irons straight, all sparkling hot to see, And said O Queen come on thy way, I will begin with thee: Which words did much displease the Queen, that penance to begin, But askt him pardon on her knees, who gave her grace therein.
BUt afterwards there chanc'd to passe along brave London streets, Whereas the Maior of Londons wife in stately sort she meets, With musick, mirth, and melodie, unto the Church that went, To give God thanks, that to the Lord Maior a noble Sonne had sent. It grieved much this spightfull Queen, to see that anyone Should so exceed in mirth and joy, except herselfe alone: For which she after did devise, within her bloodie mind, And practis'd still most secretly to kill that Lady kind. Unto the Maior of London then, she sent her Letters straight, To send his Lady to the Court, upon her grace to wait; But when the London Lady came before proud Eleanors face, She stript her from her rich array, and kept her vile and base. She sent her into Wales with speed, and kept her secret there, And used her still most cruelly, then ever man did heare: She made her wash, she made her starch, she made her drudge alway; She made her nurse up children small, and labour night and day. But this contented not the Queen, but shew'd her more despight, She bound this Lady to a Post at twelve a clock at night: And as poore Lady she stood bound, the Queen in angry mood, Did set two Snakes unto her breast, that suckt away her blood[.]
Thu[s] dy'd the Ma[i]or of Lon[do]ns w[ife] most grievous for to heare, Which made the Spaniard grow more proud, as after shall appeare: The Wheat that daily made her bread, was bolted twentie times, The food that fed this stately Dame, was boyl'd in costly wines. The water that did spring from ground she would not touch at all, But washt her hands with dew of heaven that on sweet Roses fall; She bath'd her body many a time in Foutaines fill'd with Milke, And every day did change attire, in costly Median Silke. But comming then to London back, within her Coach of Gold, A tempest strange within the skies, this Queen did there behold; Out of which storme she could not goe, but there remain'd a space, Foure Horses could not stirre her Coach a foot out of that place. A judgement lately sent from Heaven, for shedding guiltlesse blood, Upon this sinfull Queen that slew the London Lady good: King Edward then (as wisedome will'd) accus'd her of that deed: But she denyed, and wisht that God would send his wrath with speed. If that upon so vile a thing her heart did ever thinke, She wisht the ground might open wide, and therein she might sinke: With that at Charing-Crosse she sunk into the ground alive, And after rose with life againe in London, at Queen-Hith. When after that she languisht sore, full twentie dayes in paine; At last confest the Ladies blood, her guiltie hands had slaine: And likewise how that by a Fryer she had a base-borne child, Whose sinfull Lust and Wickednesse, her marriage bed defil'd Thus you have heard the fall Pride, a just reward of sin, For those that will forsweare themselves, Gods vengeance daily win: Beware of Pride ye London Dames, both Wives and Maidens all, Beare this imprinted in your min[ds,] that Pride must have a fall.
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