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R180057 2 the Brides Buriall In Peascod Time The Brides Burial to the same Tune In Peascod Time To the Same Tune A Sudden sad mis=chance, / neere Shoore-ditch late befell. BUt e're she did depart / she for her True=love sent, Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 24 A Looking-glasse for Young-men and Maids: A Looking-glasse for Young-men and Maids: A Looking-glass for Young-men and Maids: ?-? Tho: Vere

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<seg n="1" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">A Looking-glasse for Young-men and Maids:</hi></seg> <seg n="2" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">Being a briefe and true Relation of a sad and sorrowfull mis-chance,</hi></seg> <seg n="3" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">which happened to a Young-man and a Maid who both lost their lives, and</hi></seg> <seg n="4" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">were scalded to death in a <hi rend="bold">B</hi>rewers Meash-Tun, with striving about a kisse: this</hi></seg> <seg n="5" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">was done upon Twelfth-day last, neere unto S<hi rend="bold">hore-ditch,</hi> in the Suburbs of</hi></seg> <seg n="6" rend="left"><hi rend="italic"><hi rend="bold">London;</hi> the manner how, shall presently be related. Here is also set down the</hi></seg> <seg n="7" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">time how long they lived after they were taken out of the scalding Liquor, and</hi></seg> <seg n="8" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">of a very godly speech which the Maid made at the houre of death, which is</hi></seg> <seg n="9" rend="left"><hi rend="italic">worthy to be kept in memory, The tune is, the Brides Buriall:</hi></seg>
A Sudden sad mis-chance, neere Shoore-ditch late befell. Which now with grieved heart & mind I am prepar'd to tell: Even on the last Twelfth-day, being in the afternoone, Within a Brew-house certainly there was this mischiefe done: The manner how was this, a Maid to' th' Brew-house came To fetch hot Liquor for to use, and streight upon the same The Miller being there, laid hands upon the Maid, Intending for to kisse her then, and would not be denay'd: The Maid unwilling was that he should kisse her there, She thrust him back with both her hands as plainly doth appeare: But he poore wretched man laid hold on her againe, And swore, before he let her goe he would a kisse obtaine. But as they strugled and striv'd. so fiercely one with the other, Their Feet did slip, and so fell in the Meash-Tun both together
Where scalding Liquor was, a grievous tale to tell, They of each other had fast hold, and head-long in they frll, The Liquor was so hot, and scalded them so sore, The like I think was never known nor heard of here-to-fore: At last some people came and helpt them out by strength, And by that means, they puld from them their garments off at length. A wofull chance it was, as ever could befall, For as they stript their clothing off, they pul'd off skin and all: From bellyes, backs, and sides, and from their private parts, Which wus a sorrowfull sight to see, and terror to Folks hearts. The people did their best, the lives of them to save. But all (alas) it was in vaine, no cure that they could have: For why? the wofull man did in a short time dye, The Maid sore sick upon her bed, a longer time did lye,
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BUt e're she did depart she for her True-love sent, Who being come into her roome, she praid him be content: You are the man, quoth she, which I did dearly love, And have as faithfull bin to you, as is the Turtle-Dove: When you a promise made that wee should married be, This Ring and Bodkin both in love you did bestow on me: The which in courtesie from you I did receive, And now with willing mind againe the same to you I give: Still wishing you good dayes; whilst you have breath and life, I doe bequeath these things to her that you will take to Wife: All that I doe request, of you this present day, Is only, whilst I am alive, for my poore Soule to pray, And you my Mother deare, and all my friends so kind, I am enforc'd to leave this World, and leave you all behind: I have made my peace with God, the mighty Lord of Heaven,
And this I hope through Jesus Christ my sinnes shall be forgiven. My body scalding hot, like fire doth boyle and fry Sweet Christ I pray receive my Soule although my body dye: When she these words had spoke, her woes were soone releast, She dy'd, no doubt, her Soule is now with them whom God hath blest. The Miller he likewise, e're he resign'd his breath. Askt God forgivenesse, for his own, and her untimely death: Advising all Young-men to have a speciall care Of rash attempts, and by his fall, for ever to beware: And to conclude, in briefe: I wish that all man-kind What-so-ever they doe goe about, to have God in their mind: The Booke of Common-Prayer, though it be laid aside, Yet every Christian ought to pray that God may be our guide. From Famine, Plague, & Pestilence, preserve us great and small, And from thy wrath, and suddaine death good Lord deliver us all,
Take notice of this, how that the Maid that was so unfortunately scal- ded to death, her name was Abigail Noris, and had it pleas'd God to have spar'd her life, she was to have bin married the next week following to one Jeremy Kemp of Old-street. The Brewers Miller which was scalded with her dyed before her, and was buried in Bishops-gate Parish; she dyed after him and was buried at Shoore-ditch, whose death was much lamented London, Printed for Tho: Vere, at the sign of the Angel, without New-gate: