%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> THE / Dismall Day, at the Black-Fryers. / Or, A deplorable Elegie, on the death of almost an Hundred Persons, who were lamentably / slaine by the fall of a House in the Blacke-Fryers, being all assembled there (after the manner of their / Deuotions) to heare a Sermon on Sunday-Night, the 26. of October last past. An. 1623. Rhodes, Math. University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1623-1623 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/26/2018 36335

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S3170 FRom the vast Chaos of distempre'd Mindes / My Muse doth flutter forth her moystned wings, Society of Antiquaries of London - Broadsides Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 3: 205 THE / Dismall Day, at the Black-Fryers. / Or, A deplorable Elegie, on the death of almost an Hundred Persons, who were lamentably / slaine by the fall of a House in the Blacke-Fryers, being all assembled there (after the manner of their / Deuotions) to heare a Sermon on Sunday-Night, the 26. of October last past. An. 1623. THE Dismal Day, at the Black-Friars. Or, A deplorable Elegy, on the death of almost an Hundred Persons, who were lamentably slain by the fall of a House in the Black-Friars, being all assembled there (after the manner of their Devotions) to hear a Sermon on Sunday Night, the 26 of October last past. Anno 1623. Rhodes, Math. Printer G. ELD 1623-1623

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From the vast Chaos of distempre'd Mindes My Muse doth flutter forth her moystned wings, Upheld with Gusts and Gales of sighing windes, In this sad* Swan-like Elegie she sings, For inbred griefes her heart so neerly stings, That from thee (gentle Reader) we must borrow Some Teares of pitty in such Threanes of sorrow. Oh grave Melpomine assist my Pen, Whilst I in dolefull manner doe recite The heavy death of neere an hundred men, Whose Tragicke ends my Soule doth much affright, With fearfull horror of that dismall Night. Ah, Fatall Vesper; whose like hath not beene Since the Sicilian Vespers ever seene. Though Gods great Mercies, (which so boundlesse are And infinite) his other workes transcend, Where he might strike he oftentimes doth spare, In expectation when we should amend; (Yea, though we daily, hourely, doe offend) Yet are his judgements likewise just and true, To give to Sinners their deserved due. Such is the might of our All-powerfull God, That those which dare his Greatnesse to resist, Shall feele his furious scourge and Iron Rod, His wrath can overtake them when he list, At whose Commands the Winds and Seas are whist. Let Christians all that his dread voyce shall heare, Serve him in faithfull heart and trembling feare. View here a Spectacle of mournfull ruth, Which (for our crimes) the Lord hath lately sent, London can witnesse well it was a Truth, A strange, untimely, fearfull Accident, Which well may make a stony heart relent; In the Black-Fryers, (blacke disasterous fate!) A heavy wofull Story to relate. That Sunday Night, led by their deepe Devotions, Three hundred Persons were assembled there, Of divers Sects, sundry Degrees and Nations, Some English, Scottish, Welch, and Irish were, Prepar'd (it seemes) a Sermon for to heare, Which there a Jesuite was to solemnize, One Drury fitted to that Exercise. And having Crost himselfe in publike view, He enters straight the Chayre and Preaching place, The people yeeld him reverence, as was due, And to his Sermon numbers flock'd apace, He being (with them) a Man of chiefest grace; Who there his Text did open and unfold, Shewing such doctrines as their Church did hold. A Catalogue OF THE Names of such persons as were slain at BLACK- FRIERS. MAister Drurie, the Priest. Maister Re- diate, Priest. Lady Webbe. Lady Black- stones daugh- ter. Tho: Web, her Man. William Ro- binson, Tailor Robert Smith an Apothe- caries Man. Mr. Davisons Daughter. Anthony Hall his man. Anne Hobdin. Mary Hob- din. Joh: Galoway. Mr. Peirson, his Wife & two Sonnes. Mistris Udal. Abigall, her Maide, and two more in her House. John Netlan. Nathaniell Coales. John Halifax Mris. Rugbie. John Worrals Sonne. Mr. Becket. Thomas Mer- sit, his Wife, Sonne and Maide. Mris. Summel Mary her Maide. Andr: Whites Daughter.
Thus while he Preacht, delivering forth at large Such Points of strange Beliefe as they are taught, The Peoples waight the Chamber did surcharge, Which breaking downe their sad Confusion wrought When of this Accident they never thought: The Chamber full three Stories from the ground, Which brast in sunder with a hideous sound. And when the upper Floore that first did breake, Fals on the second, where they hop't to stay; Yet on the sudden ere a man could speake, They on the ground all bruiz'd and smothered lay, Some stifled up with Lome, Stones, Dust, and Clay: And some for helpe and succour loudly calling, All broken, bruizd, and mangled in their falling. The Husband cries out, Oh my loving wife, The Wife cries out, Oh save my Husband deare, The Father cries, Would I had lost my life, His Childrens woes doe touch his heart so neare, All things so rufull, dreadfull, doe appeare: Thus Tyrant death with his all-peircing dart, Acts many a fatall Scoene, and bloudy part. The Brother bids the Sister quite adue, The Sister cries, Farewell my loving Brother, The Infants losse doth make the mother rue, The Child cries out, Oh where's my carefull Mother? All these (alas) stones, lyme, and timber smother, Yea many there which on their friends had gazed, Yet knew them not, they were so much amazed. The Servant cries, Oh I have lost my Master, The Master for his Servant doth complaine, The faithfull Friend laments his Friends disaster, Wishing that for his sake himselfe were slaine: Thus teares gush out on every side amaine. Some swound with feare, unable for to speake, Which might a Christians heart with sorrow break. Thus some were buried up alive in dust, Some mangled, bruized, wounded with the fall, Some brain'd with Timber, some in pieces crusht, Of those that scap'd the number was but small; A fearfull Doome and Summons to us All: Calling us to repentance many wayes, Considering well the shortnesse of our dayes. O Lord defend thy Church and Common-weale, Maintaine thy Gospell free in this our Land, And since to us thy Truth thou dost reveale, In zeale unto it let us ever stand: Protect our King still from his Enemies hand: And when we must resigne our vitall breath, Save us (O Lord) from strange and sudden Death. Mr. Stakers. Elizabeth Sumpner. M. Westwood. Judith Bel- lowes. S. Lewis Pem bertons Man. Elizabeth Moore. John James. Morris Beu- cresse. Davy Vaugh- han. Anne Field Mr. Ployden Robert Hei- sime. One Medalf. M. Maufield. M. Simons. Dorothy Simons. Thomas Si- mons. Robert Pau- verkes. Mistris Mor- ton and her Maid. Francis Downes. Edmund Shey. Josuna Perry Job Tullye. Robert Drury. Thomas Draper. John Staiggs. Thomas Elis. Michael Butler. Edmund Rivals. Edm: Welsh. Bartholomew Bavin. Davy. Rich: Price. Tho: Wood. Christo: Hobs John Butler. Joh: Brabant. And M. Buc- kets man. etc.
FINIS. Math. Rhodes. Imprinted at London by G. ELD. 1623.