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S117339 1 the / Blacke Almaine, vpon Scissillia Black Almain, The The / Black Almain, upon Sicilia WHat Rumores now are raised of late / Within this English lande: Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 25 A NEVVE BALLADE INTITULED, AGAYNST / Rebellious and false Rumours. A NEW BALLAD ENTITLED, AGAINST Rebellious and false Rumors. Printer VVylliam Gryffith ?-?

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WHat Rumores now are raised of late Within this English lande: Which is not much for to be praysed The case so harde doth stand, For everyone doth talke, There tongues contrary walke, And semes to meddell, of this and that, There babling tongues, so large doth chatte, As foolishe fancye, moves them saye, So out there foolish talke they braye. And everyone doth besie him still, About the thing he hath no skill. Some of his neighbors doth inquire, What newes abrode there is: If that he anythinge doth here, Of those that dyd amisse. Some longeth to here tell, Of those that dyd Rebell, And whether they be fled or take, Thus still inquirie they do make, Some sayth to Scotland they be goe, And other sayth it is not so, The Rumerous Devell is now abrode, Which makes them so to laye on lode. Some sayth this yeare there shal be hapte, Much trouble in the lande: Of Prophesies they carpe and clappe, As they that have them skande. Doth tell them so abrode, And thus they laye on lode: And filles the peoples eares with lyes, Thus Rumor still abrode he flyes. Which makes them now in such a rore, As all true hartes may well deplore. And praye to God if that he please, These foolish Rumores once maye cease. And let us nowe applye our tyme, In prayer to the Lorde: That he may cease this furious cryme, That now is blowne abrode. And everyone to staye, His tongue and nothing saye: But of the thinges he hath in hand, And see his besynes well be scand? And not to meddle of Princes actes, What they will do nor of there factes, If occupied, well we thus abyde: The Lorde for us will well provide. For surely Plagues we do desarve, Most horrable and great: Because from God we still do swarve., And dayly doth him frette. And still provoke his Jeare, Which glous as hotte as fyare: His Bow is now all redye bent, Therfore in tyme let us repent, Least be for sinne do us deprive, Forwarned folkes they saye may live? And warning take by other men, Which we before our eyes have sene.
We have hard in Fraunce the Rumur there That hath bene many a daye: There countrey spoyled in Ruth and feare, Unto there cleane decaye. With losse of many a man, Since first that sturre began: And many a Noble hath bene slayne, A Duke, and eake a Prince certayne. Which weare the chiefe stayes of that land, Wherfore in hazarde now they stande, For where the chiefe are taken awaye, The rest must nedes runne to decaye. In what estate doth Souldiers stand, Great ruth it is to here: That there is wrought the Tirants hand We nede not to declare. Experiaunce well may showe, What numbers here doth flowe. Of Flemminges fled from Tirantes hand, Which dayly commeth to this land: Whose harts in wrathfull long hath boyld And eake there Countrye cleane dispoyld. Which thing may warne us well I saye Least that we feele the lyke decaye. The Lorde hath suffered us full longe, And spared hath his rodde: What peace hath bene us now among, Aleven yeares praysed be God. And round about us hath, Bene warre and cruell fayth, And all to cause us to repent, For we desarve worsse punnishment, Then any of these Landes have done, I feare we shall be plagud right sone, Thy Judgement sure our God hath had, To plague the good still for the bad. Wherefore let us with one accorde, Fall all to fast ond praye: And Pardon crave now of the Lorde, To kepe us from decaye. And leave this murmoring spight, Which God doth not delight: The Scripture playnely doth declare, The Isralites they plagued weare: Because the murmered at there God, Therin we do desarve lyke rod. With hartes devoute now let us praye, To kepe this Realme from all decaye.
Finis. quod Thomas Bette. IMPRINTED AT LONDON, in Fletestreat at the signe of the Fau- con by Wylliam Gryffith, and are to be sold at his shoppe in Sainct Dunstones Churchyarde. 1570.