%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> KING WILLIAM / AND HIS / FORRESTER University of California - Santa Barbara The Early Modern Center English Broadside Ballad Archive (EBBA) Director Patricia Fumerton Associate Director Carl G Stahmer ?-? Early Modern Center, University of California Santa Barbara Santa Barbara, CA 07/02/2021 36890

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R229238 YOu subjects of Britain come listen a while. / Here is a new Ditty will make you to smile, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 95 KING WILLIAM / AND HIS / FORRESTER KING WILLIAM AND HIS FORESTER Printer J. Bradford ?-? J. Bradford

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YOu subjects of Britain come listen a while, Here is a new Ditty will make you to smile, It is of the King and the Keeper also, Who met in the Forrest but lately ago. O early, O early into a Morning. King William rose early into a morning. And a Gown of Grey Russet King William put on, As tho he had been but some silly poor man. The Hounds were made ready, prepare'd for the Game. The Nobles attending of Honour and Fame. But like a mean Subject in humble Array He to his own Forrest was taking his Way. O then bespoke Mary our most Royal Queen, My Gracious King William where are you going? He answer'd her quickly, I count him no Man That telleth his Counsel unto a Woman, The Queen with a modest Behaviour reply'd I wish that kind providence may be thy Guide, To keep thee from danger my Soveraign Lord, The which will the greatest of Comfort affoord. He went to the Forrest some Pleasure to spy, The Grey hound run swift, and the keeper drew nigh, Who cry'd, you bold Fellow how dare you come here Without the King's leave to chase his fair Deer: Here are my three Hounds, Ile give them to you, And likewise my Hawks they're as good as e're flew Besides I will give thee full fourty shiling If you'l not betray me to William our King. All that I have offered I pray thee now take, And do thy Endeaveour my Peace for to make, Besides fourty shillings I'le give thee a Ring. If you'l not betray me to William your King- Your three Hounds I tell you I never will take. Nor yet your three Hawks your peace for to make, Nor will I be brib'd with your Money and Ring. But I will disclose you to William our King. As I'm a true Keeper I'le not be unjust, Nor for a Gold Ring I'le not forfeit my Trust, I[']le bring you before him as sure as a Gun, And there you shall answer for what you have done.
Thou art a Bold Fellow King William reply'd How dost thou not see the Star at my side. The Forrest is mine Ile let thee to know, Then what is the Reason you threaten me so. With that the bold Keeper fell down on his Knees, A Trembling fear his Sprits did seize. The Picture of Death did appear in his Face. He knew not at first the King was in place. O pardo[n,] O pardon my Soveraign Leige, For Your Royal Pardon I humbly beseech, Alace! my poor heart in my Breast it is cold O let me not suffer for my being so bold. Get up honest Keeper and shake off thy fear, In thee there does nothing of folly appear; O that every one were as faithfull as ye, O what a blest Prince King William wou'd be. Because I encourage such persons as you, Ile make you my Ranger, if that won't do, I'le make thee a Captain by Sea or by Land, And high in my Favour thou ever shall stand: The Keeper Replyed, my Soveraign Lord, Sure I am not worthy of such a Reward: Yet nevertheless your true Keeper I'le be, Because I'm afraid to venture by Sea. With that the King Laught, till his sides did hold, And threw him down Fifty Brave Guineas of Gold. And bad him haste to the Kensingtoun Court, Whereof this true jest He would make some Sport. And when you come hither, see thou ask for long Jac[k,] Who wears a Pagenet of Gold at his Back, Likewise a great Fazon of Gold at his Right Sleeve. For he's a true man you may him believe. He's one of the Porters that stands at my Gate, To let in my Nobles both early and late. And therefore good Fellow come up without fear, Ile make thee my Ranger of Parks far and near.
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