%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> The Exhortatioun to all plesand thingis quhairin / man can haif delyte to withdraw thair plesure from mankynde, and to deploir the the Cruell Murther of vmquhile / my Lord Regentis Grace. Sempill, Robert University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer 1570-1570 Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 10/29/2018 36362

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S124068 ZE Montaines murne, ze valayis vepe, / Ze clouds and Firmament, 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. 18: 3 The Exhortatioun to all plesand thingis quhairin / man can haif delyte to withdraw thair plesure from mankynde, and to deploir the the Cruell Murther of vmquhile / my Lord Regentis Grace. The Exhortation to all pleasant things wherein man can have delight to withdraw their pleasure from mankind, and to deplore the Cruel Murder of umwhile my Lord Regent's Grace. Sempill, Robert Printer Robert / Lekpreuik 1570-1570

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ZE Montaines murne, ze valayis vepe, Ze clouds and Firmament, Ze fluids dry up, ze seyis so depe Deploir our lait Regent. Ze greinis grow gray, ze gowanis dune Ze hard rocks ryve for sorrow: Ze Mariguildis forbid the sune To oppin zow everie morrow. Thow Lavand lurk, thow time be tint Thow Margelene swaif, Thow Camomylde, ze balme and Mint Zour fragrant odouris laif. Ze Baselik and Jonet flouris, Ze Gerofleis so sweit: And Violatis hap zow with schouris Of hailstaines snaw and sleit. Thow grene Roismary hyde thy heid, Schaw not thy fair blew blummis: In signe of dule lat na grene blaid On Lawraine grow or brwmis. Ze fruitfull treis produce na frute: And ze fair Rois treis widder: In earth ze sweit flouris tak na rute But wallow altogidder. Cum Nettillis, thornie breiris & rew, With all foull filthie weid, Now plant zow quhair thir sweit flouris grew, And place zow in their steid. Ze plesant byrdis lat be zour sang, Zour mirth in murning turne, And tak the Turtill zow amang To leirne zow how to murne. Thow luifsum Lark, & gay Goldspink Thow mirthfull Nychtingaill Lat be zour hevinly noitis and think His deith for to bevaill. Ze plesand Paun and Papingaw Cast of zour blyithlyke cullour, And tak the feddrum of the Craw In signe of wo and dolour. Now burne thyself O Phenix fair Not to revive againe, That we may him to the compair, Quhais lyke dois not remaine. Thow Pelican prepair thy beik And grind it scharpe and lang, To peirs our breistis that we may seik How to revenge this wrang. All birdis and beistis, all hillis & holtis All greinis and plesand treis, All Lambis & Kiddis, all Calvis & Colts, Absent zow from mens eyis.
Ze gleds and howlets, ravins and rukis ze Crawis and Corbeis blak, Thair gutts mot be among zour cluikis That did this bludy fact. Ze Instruments of everie sort, That gaif to mankynde plesure, Now turne zour melodie and sport In murning and displesure. Ye Sone and Mone, and Planetis sevin ze glystring starris bricht, All ze Celestiall hoste of hevin Absconce zow from mens sicht. Ye zeiris and monethis, dayis & houris, zour naturall course withdraw In Somertyme be wynter schouris, Sleit, hailstaines, frost and snaw. For why sum men dois travell now, To turne all upsyde downe, And als to seik the maner how To reif the King his Crowne. We had ane Prince of gude Renoun, That Justice did desyre, Aganis quhome the Hammiltoun Did traterously conspyre. Quha schot him of the Bischoppis stair In Lythgow thair Londoun, To bruik this byworde ever mair Fy Tratour Hammiltoun. Sen Christ hes tane him to his fader, This is the best remeid, That ze trew Lordis togidder gadder For to revenge his deid. Sen thay have wrocht sic thing agane us Traist weill thay cair not neist To kill the King, for quhy Cardanus The Feind pat in the Preist. France hes na rest, yat is na bourdis, Thocht sum seis not ane styme, How France dois feide thame with fair wordis For to dryve of the tyme. The Frenche men sayis adveis le fein, Quhilk is as muche to say Quhenever thay bring hame the Quene, Thay sall repent that day. Ye Lords that now this draucht hes drawin Suppois ze have left Rome, zit wald ze that zour Names war knaw-in Athort all Cristindome. Sa Nero did, bot not for gude, Quha brunt Rome to considder Quhat fyre it was, syne sched the blude Of his Maister and Mother.
Sa was he spokin of for sic thing Methink as ze wald be, That sweir oft to manteine the King And his authoritie. Ze did him also King proclame And haldis of him offices, Pensionis ze hald als in Name, With teinds and benifices. Now wald ye change and chaisson ya[?] And bring on deidly feidis, Ze worke maist lyke ye wat not quhat With your Politick heidis. Now wyselie wirke, be not dissavid, For and scho get hir will, Scho will Revenge the deith of David, Carbarrie and Langsyde hill. Ze Lordis that now sa faine wald haif Up hir authoritie, Cannot yow clenge mair nor the laif Of sum pointis of thir thre. Heirfoir gif ye sa faine wald have hir To fulfill your affeckis, Gif ye may get hir than ressaif hir Withraipis about your neckis. Byde ye in Burgh quhill Michaelmes your money will growe skant, Heirfoir my counsell is expres That to your wyfis ye hant. For quhy it is ane wyfis quarrell Ye wald sa faine set furth, As now ye may heir Maddie tell It is bot lytil gude worth. As ye haif browne now drink ye that Ye se how all is cum, For had I wittin that I wait Allace is Scotts wisdume. Now best it war to leif sic thing, Lest strangers cum and wrang us, Ane God, ane faith, ane Law, ane King Let us observe amang us. And to conclude I mak ane end Praying our God of micht, To saif our King and him defend In his undoutit richt. With all trew Subjectis in thir partis Of his authoritie: Beseiking God to joyne the heartis Of our Nobilitie.
FINIS. Imprentit at Edinburgh be Robert Lekpreuik. Anno. Do. 1570.