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S2500 1 To a pleasant new tune [unknown] To a Pleasant New Tune AS lately I lay in my bed, / willing for to sleepe: 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: 51 The Secoud part of Barrow-Faustus Dreame. The Second part of Barrow-Faustus Dream. Printer A.M. 1620-1620

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AS lately I lay in my bed, willing for to sleepe: A drowsie Dreame came in my head, which made me for to weep, If you are willing for to know, Th[?] much thereof I will plainely show: Wherefore marke well the same: A[?]ight there came immdiately, A man and sayd come goe with me, but told me not his name. And then he brought me to a place, and sayd, doe not feare: Whereas I saw before my face, one sitting in a chaire: Methought it was a dolefull sight, And sure it did amaze me quite, his person to behold. He [ha]d l[?]ne joynts and hollow eyes, His fl[e]sh was gon clean from his thighs his face did shine like gold. I saide to him that brought me there, deare friend, what is he That sits so sadly in his chaire? I pray you tell to me. Then told he me it was a Judge, And from that place I must not budge for feare of further strife: For sure, my loving friend (quoth he) Great store of company thou shalt see, in perill of their lives. With that I saw a King standing, before him at that time: And he was clothed all in white, most seemely to be seene: Then came his [? a]nd his wife, And of the Ju[?] life, [?]e, [?]
If thou wilt grant my life to me, the tear me of twenty yeares, Good my Lord hold me excuse. For I have money out at use, which makes me shead my teares. Then said the Judge, tis all in vaine, because thou hatest the poore. Thy suite thou shalt not here obtaine, for all thy gold and store. I scorne thy gold and usury, A cruell death thou needs must die, therefore stand backe awhile. Then came in a simple man, That was scarce able to goe or stand, and on the Judge did smile. And said my Lord breake off this strife if it may please thee: Ile die to save the rich mans life, for that will much ease me. With that the Judge tooke by a dart, And strooke the poore man to the heart, which was his onely choise. Then sixe young children came in then With instruments which made my heart rejoyce. With that methought a trumpet did sound, dolefully, dolefully: About the judge they stood up round, presently presently: This to the good the Judge did say, Goe forth along in that straight way that leads to everlasting joy. The broad way left for the evill, The which will bring them to the divell which will their soules destroy. And with these words I did awake, Out of my drowsie sleepe: And unto prayer myselfe betake, as was both right and meece. Thus of my dreame I make an end, Trusting that God will us defend: and guide us with his grace: That when our lives draw to an end, Unto heaven he will us send, to have a resting place.
Finis. Printed at London by A.M.