A
BALLAD
On the most Renowned
Shuff of Newberry.
On this Tragical Occasion a Courier was immediately dispatch'd to Her Majesty's Almonder at
Christ church in Oxford, whose Office it was to act at Coroner in that Ancient Burrough; who hav-
ing made all the Expedition so weighty an Affair required, upon his arrival summon'd a very Wise
Jury no doubt, who having examin'd all Witnesses, and maturely weigh'd the most Minute Circum-
stances, found as a Devidand due to the King, that Part of the Custard which remain'd uneaten.
If anyone desires to be farther inform'd in this Matter, let them consult the Records of that An-
cient Burrough, or that Living Oracle the Recorder thereof.
To the Tune of Chevy Chase.
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I.
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IN bloody Town of Newberry
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There liv'd, and dy'd, a Blockhead,
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Of whom, I'm sure, you ne'er had heard
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If he had not been choaked.
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II.
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The adjacent Burrough call'd him Shuff;
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Of State, not very thriving,
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Since the same Thing which made him Dye,
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Is that which keeps us Living.
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III.
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He Custard on a Wager eate,
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And so did cram his Wizand,
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That tho' he put it in, he could
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Not pluck it out with his Hand.
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IV.
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Innocent Meat did fatal prove
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Eate ready without Knife;
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Down on the Ground he groveling fell,
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And Custard strove with Life.
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V.
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But as he saw the Enemy
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Was like to stop his Breath,
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He manifestly gave up the Ghost,
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And dying, eate his Death.
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VI.
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As Scavola more Credit got,
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'Cause his bold Hand did miss;
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So if thou had'st the Wager won,
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Thy Credit had been less.
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VII.
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Where Falls of Empires, and of States
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Were told in weekly Vollume
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Unto the Wonder of the World,
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Thou gracest the first Collume.
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VIII.
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Thy Custard with Scrinis Feats
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Do yeild, which none deny,
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Unto the Authors fam'd the Gain,
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All England o'er a Peny.
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IX.
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Now Londoners, O pray, beware
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Eke Alderman and Mayor:
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What Danger may in Capon prove,
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If Custard turn Man-slayer.
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