%ISOlat1; %ISOlat2; %ISOnum; %ISOpub; ]> A proper newe sonet declaring the lamentation of Beckles [in] / Suffolke, which was in the great winde vpon S. Andrewes eue last, past most pittifully burned / with fire, to the losse by estimation of twentie thousande pound and vpwarde, and to the number of / foure scoredwelling houses. 1586. Deloney, Thomas 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 06/22/2021 37086

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S114090 1 Wilsons tune Wilson's Wild Wilson's Tune WIth sobbing sighes and trickling teares / my state I doe lament Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 1: 47 A proper newe sonet declaring the lamentation of Beckles [in] / Suffolke, which was in the great winde vpon S. Andrewes eue last, past most pittifully burned / with fire, to the losse by estimation of twentie thousande pound and vpwarde, and to the number of / foure scoredwelling houses. 1586. A proper new sonnet declaring the lamentation of Beckles in Suffolk, which was in the great wind upon St. Andrew's eve last, past most pitifully burned with fire, to the loss by estimation of twenty thousand pound and upward, and to the number of fourscore dwelling houses. 1586. Deloney, Thomas Printer Robert Robinson ?-? Nicholas Colma

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WIth sobbing sighes and trickling teares my state I doe lament Perceiving how Gods heavie wrath against my sinnes is bent Let all men viewe my woefull fall and rue my woefull case And learne hereby in speedy sort repentaunce to embrace. For late in Suffolcke was I seen to be a stately towne Replenished with riches store and had in great renowne Yea planted on a pleasant soyle so faire as heart could wish And had my markets once a weeke well storde with flesh and fish A faire fresh River running by to profite me withall Who with a cristall cleered streame about my bankes did fall My fayres in somer welthely for to increase my store My medowes greene and commons great what could I wish for more. But now beholde my great decay which on a sodaine came My sumptuous buildings burned be by force of fires flame A carelesse wretch most rude in life his chymney set on fire The Instrument I must confesse of Gods most heavie ire. The flame whereof increasing stil the blustering windes did blowe And into divers buildings by disperst it to and fro So kindling in most grievous sort it waxed huge and hie The River then was frozen so no water they could come by. Great was the crye that then was made among both great and small The wemen wept and wrong their handes whose goods consumed all No helpe was found to slacke the fyre theyr paines was spent in vaine To beare theyr goods into the fieldes for safegarde they were fayne. And yet amid this great distresse a number set theyr minde To filtch and steale and beare away so much as they could finde Theyr neighbors wealth which wasted lay about the streetes that time They secretly convayde away O most accursed crime. Thus from the morning nyne a clocke till foure a clocke at night
Fourescore houses in Beckles towne was burnd to ashes quite And that which most laments my heart the house of God I say The Church and temple by this fyre is cleane consumde away. The marketplace and houses fayre that stood about the same Hath felt the force and violence of this most fearefull flame So that there is no christian man but in his heart would grieve To see the smart I did sustaine upon saint Andrewes eve. Wherefore good christian people now take warning by my fall Live not in strife and envious hate to breed each other thrall Seeke not your neighbors lasting spoyle by greedy sute in Lawe Live not in discord and debate which doth destruction draw. And flatter not yourselves in sinne holde not Gods worde in scorne Repine not at his Ministers nor be not false forsworne For where such vices doth remaine Gods grace will never be And in your health and happie state have yet some minde on me. Whose songes is changd to sorrowes sore my joyes to wayling woe My mirth to mourning sighes and grones the which from griefe doth growe My wealth to want and scarsetie my pleasure into payne All for the sinne and wickednesse which did in me remaine. If then you wish prosperitie be loving meeke and kinde Lay rage and rancour cleane aside set malice from your minde And live in love and charitie all hatefull pride detest And so you shall with happie dayes forever more be blest. And thus I ende my wofull song beseeching God I may Remaine a mirrour to all such that doe in pleasure stay And that amongest their greatest mirth and chiefest joye of all They yet may have a heart to thinke of Beckles sodaine fall.
FINIS. T.D. AT LONDON, Imprinted by Robert Robinson for Nicholas Colma[n] of Norwich, dwelling in S. Andrewes Churchyard.