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IN the West of England, Born there was I understand, a famous Gallant was he in his days; By birth, a wealthy Clothiers Son, Deeds of wonders he hath done, to purchase him a long and lasting praise. If I should tell his Story, Pride was all his Glory, and lusty Stukely he was call'd in Court; He serv'da a Bishop in the West, And did accompany the best, maintaining of himself in gallant sort. Being thus esteemed, And everywhere well deemed, he gain'd the favour of a London-Dame; Daughter to an Alderman, Curtis he was called then, to whom a Suitor gallantly he came. When she his person spyed, He cou[l]d not be denyed, so brave a Gentleman he was to see; She was quickly made his Wife, In weal or woe to lead her life, her Father willing, thereto did agree.
Thus in state and pleasure, Full many days they measure, till cruel Death with his regardless spight, Bore old Curtis to the Grave, A thing that Stukely wisht to have, that he might revel all in Gold so bright. He was no sooner Tombed, But Stukely he presumed to spend a hundred pound a day in waste; The greatest Gallants in the Land, Had Stukely's Pu[r]se at their command, thus merrily the time away he past. Taverns and Ordinaries, Were his chiefest braveries, Golden Angels there flew up and down; Ryots were his best delight, With stately feasting day and night, in Court and City thus he won renown. Thus wasting Lands and living, By this lawless giving, at length he sold the Pavements of the Yard Which cover'd were with Blocks of Tin, Old Curtis left the same to him, which he consumed lately as you've heard.
Whereat his Wife sore grieved, Desiring to be relieved, make much of me dear Husband she did say, I'le make much more of thee (said he) Than anyone shall verily, I'll sell thy Cloaths and so i'le go my way. Cruelly thus hard hearted, Away from her he parted, and travel'd into Italy with speed; There he flourisht many a day In his silks and rich array, and did the pleasures of a Lady feed. It was the Ladies pleasure, To give him goods and treasure, for to maintain him in great pomp & fame At last came news assuredly, Of a fought Battel in Barbery, and he would valiantly go see the same. Many a noble Gallant Sold both Land and Tallent to follow Stukely in this famous fight; Whereas three Kings in person would, Adventurously with cou[r]age bold, within this battel shew themselves in fight. Stukely and his followers all, Of the King of Portugal, had entertainment like to Gentlemen; The King affected Stukely so, That he his secrets all did know, and bore his royal Standard now and than Upon this day of honour, Each man did shew his Banner, Morocco and the King of Barbary; Portugal and all his train, Bravely glistering on the Plain, and gave the Onset there most valiantly. The Cannons they rebounded, Thundring Guns resounded, kill, kill, then was all the Souldiers cry; Mangled men lay on the ground, And with blood the Earth was drown'd, the Son likewise was darkned in the sky. Heaven was so displeased And would not be appeased, but tokens of Gods heavy wrath did show,
That he was angry at this War, He sent a fearful Blazing Star, whereby the Kings might their misfortunes know. Bloody was the slaughter, Or rather wilfull murder, where sixscore thousand fighting men were slain; Three Kings within this Battle dy'd, With forty Dukes and Earls beside, the like will never more be fought again. With woful arms infolding, Stukely stood beholding this bloody Sacrifice of Souls that day; He sighing said, I woful Wight, Against my conscience here do fight, and brought my followers all unto decay. Being thus molested, And with grief oppressed, those brave Italians that did sell their Lands With Stukely for to travel forth, And venture life for little worth, upon him all did lay their murdering hands. Unto death thus wounded, His heart with sorrow swounded, and to them thus he made his heavy moan; Thus have I left my Country dear, To be so vilely murthered here, e'en in this place whereas I am not known. My Wife I much have wronged Of what to her belonged, I vainly spent in idle course of life; What I have had is past I see, And bringeth nought but grief to me, therefore grant me pardon gentle Wife. Life I see consumeth, And death I see presumeth, to change this life of mine into a new: Yet this my greatest comfort brings, I liv'd and dy'd in love of Kings, and so brave Stukely bids the world adieu. Stukely's life thus ended, Was after Death befriended, and like a Souldier buryed gallantly; Where now there stands upon the Grave, A stately Temple builded brave, with Golden Turrets piercing to the Sky.
Printed for W. Thackeray, at the Angel in the Duck-Lane, J.M. and A.M.