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R236082 1 Russels Farewel Russell's Farewell Russel's Farewell I On the Roads have Reigned long, / in open Villainy, stout VVhitney lyes in hold. [with variation] British Library - Bagford Editor none none none none Information in this section of the Source Description refers to the original ballad manuscript. 2: 160 The NOTORIOUS / Robbers Lamentation, / OR, / Whitneys Sorrowful Ditty / In the Gaol of Newgate: Together, with an Account / of his Dream that Morning before he was taken. The NOTORIOUS Robber's Lamentation, OR, Whitney's Sorrowful Ditty In the Jail of Newgate: Together, with an Account of his Dream that Morning before he was taken. ?-? [P]. Brooksby, J[.] Deacon[,] J. Blare, and J. Back

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I On the Roads have Reigned long, in open Villainy, But now, with Iron Fetters strong in prison close I lye. Farewel to all my Jovial Crew, Couragious, Stout and Bold; I now must bid you all adieu, stout Whitney lyes in hold. I, that have taken many a purse, must now submit to Fate; The Frowns of Fortune here I curse, to see my wretched state: The liberty which once I had, by Law is now controul'd, And many thousands now is glad that Whitney is in hold. The Lyons heart which once I bore within this Breast of mine, Is now with sorrows grieved sore, that life I must Resine: The stoutest hearts will shrink at death, and wax with sorrow cold, E're long I must yield up my Breath, since I am here in hold. Oh! why was I so void of fear, when wait I knew was laid, To Sieze and Apprehend me here, for pranks which I have plaid, It was my harden'd impudence which made me sure so bold, But for my former cross offence, stout Whitney lyes in hold. Near Hounsditch I was known by one, who watcht me where I went, Then for an Officer did run; I finding his intent, Did draw my naked Sword in hand, being Couragious bold, But I their force could not withstand, but soon was laid in hold.
My sword and pistols were in vain, they could not clear the way, Hundreds and thousands flock'd amain, intreating me to stay, They being glad to see my Fate, as I was often told, And they did guard me to this place, where now I lye in hold. My very Ears they did annoy, for the tumultuous throng, With shouts and loud Huzzas of Joy, conducted me along. Thus have I ended the Old Year, with heart both chill'd and cold, The hand of Justice now I fear, since being in strong hold. Straitways I found a New-Years-Gift, they did on me bestow, Almost as much as I could lift, O this was love you know, A pair of Fetters strong and stout, of Barrs of Iron cold, As much as I could drag about, to keep me in strong hold. I find that dreams are Ominous, for just the Night before, Methoughts I see old Hercules fighting with thousands more, Yet at the length he was subdu'd, tho' Valliant stout and Bold: This meant myself I do conclude, who now am in strong hold. My Glory now is at an end, I nothing see but shame, For since I did the laws offend, I suffer for the same, I never do expect to find mercy from them, not I, To Villainy I was inclin'd, For which I now must dye.
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