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The
Song of Ladye Bessiye
As
printed in Bishop Percy's Folio Manuscript. Ballads and Romances,
ed. J.W. Hales and F.J. Furnivall, 3 vols. (London, 1868), III, pp.
319-363. Electronic text prepared by Roberta Lamaere.
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Ladye
Bessiye
Inerat ibi
ab unguiculis Dei timor et servitium admirabile; in parentes vero
mira observantia; erga fratres et sorores amor ferme incredibilis;
in pauperes Christique ministros reverenda ac singularis affectio.Bernard
Andreas
Two copies
of this song are preserved elsewhere, one in a MS. of the time of
Charles II. in the possession of Mr. Bateman, the other in MS. Harl.
367, transcribed apparently, says Mr. Halliwell, about the year 1600.
These two copies differ considerably. They have both been printed:
the former three times, viz., by Mr. Thomas Heywood in 1829, by Mr.
Halliwell for the Percy Society, and by Mr. Jewitt in his Ballads
and Songs of Derbyshire; the latter by Mr. Halliwell along with
the other. The following copy differs but slightly from this latter
one from the Harl. MS. It is perhaps a little later than it, as it
speaks of `our comely King, probably James the First, in v. 3, where
the Harleian version reads `Queen, probably Queen Elizabeth. Certainly
neither copy in its present shape is as old as the events it describes.
Both are less modernized than the copy in Mr. Batemans MS.
But we see
no reason to doubt that the main ground-work of the poem was laid
early in the sixteenth century, or still earlier, by one who himself
took part, as he professes, in the exciting transactions that are
narrated by Humphrey Brereton, the active and zealous agent, the
true esquire, of the Lady Bessy. As to the date of the composition
of the poem, there is a great look of authenticity about the work;
there is an annalistic air. The account given of the conferences between
the Princess and Lord Stanley (styled, proleptically, the Earl of
Derby), of the messengers journeys into the northern counties and
across the sea, is singularly minute and graphic; and these merits
can scarcely be ascribed to the brilliant imagination of the writer.
There are no signs apparent of any great talent of that kind. The
style is that of a man who can relate soberly and steadily what he
has seen, not of one fertile in conjuring up ideal pictures. It is
matter of fact, autoptic throughout.
We have, unhappily,
no means of applying the touchstone of history to the circumstances
narrated by the ballad. There is extant no other information as to
the movements of Elizabeth of York, between Christmas 1984 and the
21st of the following August, when the battle of Bosworth was fought.
We find that at the time of that battle she was living at Sheriff
Hutton Castle in Yorkshire, "with no companion," says Miss
Strickland (see that ladys Lives of the Queens of England),
"but its young and imbecile owner, her cousin Warwick."
The ballad speaks of her as present at Leicester, when the dishonoured
body of her uncle was carried from the field of his fall into that
town. But this collision between the ballad and facts cannot be allowed
to impugn the validity of the whole account furnished by the ballad.
The bringing the lately oppressed lady to the sight of her fallen
oppressor, formed a "position" too tempting to be rejected.
Facts might pardonably be strained a little to compass such an effective
meeting; and the furious spirit of a partisan might put into the mouth
of a most gentle lady cruel words derisive of her fallen enemy.
They carried
him naked into Leicester
And buckled his hair under his chin.
Bessie met him with a merry cheer;
These were the words she said to him: 259.1058
"How
likest thou the slaying of my brethren twain?"
She spake these words to him alone.
"Now are we wroken upon thee here!
Welcome, gentle uncle, home!" 260.1062
As to the
authorship, we may easily believe that the writer was Humphrey Brereton.
Probably no one but Brereton would have described so carefully Breretons
movements, the main interests of the piece centring around the Earl
of Richmond, and the lady Elizabeth. This author knows well and describes
every passage of them.
This ballad
then may be set down as of some considerable historical value for
the picture of the times that it gives.
[Part I.]
[How the princess
Elizabeth persuades Lord Derby to help her and her lover Richmond.]
GOD: that
is most of might
& borne was of a maiden ffree,
saue & keepe our comelye Kinge
& all the pore cominaltye! 1.4
for whereas
King Richard, I vnd[e]rstand,
had not raigned yeeres three,
But the best duke in all the Land
he caused to be headed att Salsburye.
2.8
that time
the Stanleys without doubt
were dread ouer England ffarr & neere,
next King Richard, that was soe stout,
of any Lord in England Ire.
3.12
there was
a Lady faire on mold,
the name of her was litle Bessye;
shee was young, shee was not old,
but of the age of one and twentye;
4.16
shee cold
write, & shee cold reede,
well shee cold worke by prophesye;
shee soiorrned in the Cittye of London
that time with the Erle of Darbye. 5.20
vpon a time,
as I you tell,
there was noe more but the Erle & shee;
shee made complaint of Richard the King,
that was her vnckle of blood soe nye: 6.24
"helpe,
ffather stanley, I doe you pray!
for of King Richard wroken I wold
bee.
he did my brethren to the death on a day
in their bedd where they did lye; 7.28
"he drowned
them both in a pipe of wine;
itt was dole to heare and see!
& he wold haue put away his Queene
for to haue lyen by my bodye! 8.32
helpe that
he were put away,
for all the royall blood destroyed wilbee!
Bukingam, that duke of England,
was as great with King Richard as now are yee.
9.36
"the
crowne of England there tooke hee,
forsooth, Lord, this is no lye,
& crowned King Richard of England free,
that after beheaded him att Salsburye. 10.40
"helpe,
father Stanley, I you pray!
for on that traitor wroken wold I bee;
& helpe Erle Richmond, that Prince soe
gay,
that is exiled ouer the sea! 11.44
"for
& he were King, I shold be Queene;
I doe him loue, & neuer him see.
thinke on Edward, my father, that late was King,
vpon his deathe-bed where he did lye: 12.48
"of a
litle child he put me to thee,
for to goeurne and to guide;
into your keeping hee put mee,
& left me a booke of prophecye;
13.52
"I haue
itt in keeping in this citye;
he knew that yee might make me a Queene,
father, if thy will itt be;
for Richard is no righteous Kinge, 14.56
"nor
vpon no woman borne was hee;
the royall blood of all this land,
Richard my vnkle will destroye
as he did the Duke of Buckingham, 15.60
"Who
was as great with King Richard as now are yee.
for when he was Duke of Gloster,
he slew good King Henerye
in the Tower of London as he lay there. 16.64
"Sir
william Stanley, they brother deere
in the hol[t]e where he doth lye,
he may make 500 fightinge men
by the marryage of his faire Ladye.
17.68
"your
sonne George, the Lord Strange,
in Latham where he doth lye,
he may make a 1000 ffighting men in ffere,
& giue then wages for monthes three. 18.72
"Edward
stanley that is thy sonne,
300 men may bring to thee.
thy sonne Iames, that young preist,
warden of Manchester was made latelye. 19.76
Sir
Iohn Sauage, thy sisters sonne,
he is thy sisters sonne of blood soe nye
hee may make 1500 fighting men,
& all his men white hoods to giue;
20.80
"he giueth
the pikes on his banner bright;
vpon a feild backed was neuer hee.
Sir Gilbert Talbott, a man of might,
in Sheffeild castle where he doth lye, 21.84
"Hele
make a 1000d men of might,
& giue them wages ffor monthes three.
& they selfe a 1000 Eagle ffitt to
ffight,
that is a goodlye sight to see; 22.88
"for
thou & thine withouten pine
may bring Richemond ouer the sea;
for & he were King, I should be Queene;
ffather Stanley, remember bee!" 23.92
then answered
the Earle againe;
these were the words he sayd to Bessye:
"& King Richard doe know this thing,
wee were vndone, both thou and I; 24.96
"In a
ffire you must brenn,
my liffe & my lands are lost from
mee;
therfore these words be in vaine:
leaue & doe away, good Bessye!" 25.100
"ffather
stanley! is there no grace?
noe Queene of England that I must bee?
then Bessye stoode studying in that
place
with teares trickling ffrom her eyen: 26.104
"Now
I know I must neuer be Queene!
all this, man, is longe of thee!
but thinke on the dreadffull day
when the great doame itt shalbe, 27.108
"when
righteousnesse on the rainbowe shall sitt,
& deeme he shall both thee and mee,
& all ffalshood away shall fflitt
when all truth shall by him bee! 28.112
"I care
not whether I hange or drowne,
soe that my soule saued may bee;
make good answer as thou may,
ffor all this, man, is long of thee."
29.116
with
that shee tooke her head grace
downe
& threw itt downe vpon the ground,
both pearles & many a precyous
stone
that were better than a 1000 pound.
30.120
her ffaxe
that
was as white as silke,
shortly downe shee did itt rent;
with her hands as white as any milke,
her ffaire ffaxe thus hath shee
spilt;
31.124
her hands
together can shee wringe,
& with teares shee wipes her eye;
"welladay, Bessye!" can shee sing,
& parted with the Erle of darbye. 32.128
"ffare-well,
man! now am I gone!
itt shall be long ere thou me see!"
the Erle stood still as any stone,
& all blarked was his blee. 33.132
when he heard
Bessye make such mone,
the teares fell downe from his eye,
"abyde, Bessye! wee part not soe soone!
heere is none now but thee and I; 34.136
"ffeild
hath eyen, & wood hath eares,
you cannott tell who standeth vs by;
but wend forth, Bessye, to thy Bower,
& looke you doe as I bidd yee:
35.140
"put
away thy maydens bright,
that noe person doth vs see;
for att nine of the clocke within this night,
in thy bower will I be with thee; 36.144
"then
of this matter wee will talke more,
when there is no moe but you and I;
A charcole [fire] att my desire,
that no
smoke come in our eye; 37.148
"Peeces
of wine many a one,
& diuers spices be therbye,
pen, Inke, paper, looke thou want none,
but haue all things ffull readye." 38.152
Bessye made
her busines, & forth is gone,
& tooke her leaue att the Erle of Darbye,
& put away her maydens anon,
no man nor mayd was therby; 39.156
A charcole
fire was ready bowne,
there cane no smoke within his eye,
peeces of wine many a one,
& diuers spices lay therby, 40.160
Pen, Inke,
& paper, shee wanted none,
& hadd all things there ffull readye,
& sett her selfe vpon a stone
without any companye. 41.164
shee tooke
a booke in her hande,
& did read of prophecye,
how shee shold bee Queene of England,
but many a guiltelesse man first must dye; 42.168
& as shee
read ffurther, shee wept.
with that
came the Erle of Darbye;
att nine of the clocke att night
to bessyes bower Cometh hee. 43.172
shee barred
the dore aboue and vnder,
that no man shold come them nye;
shee sett him on [a] seate [soe] rich,
& on another shee sett her by; 44.176
shee gaue
him wine, shee gaue him spice,
sais, "blend in, ffather, &
drinke to me."
the fire was hott, the spice itt bote,
the wine itt wrought wonderffullye.
45.180
then kind
in heat, god wott,
then weeped the noble Erle of Darbye:
"aske now, Bessye then, what thou
wilt,
& thy boone granted itt shalbee."
46.184
"Nothing,"
said Bessye, "I wold haue,
neither of gold nor yett of ffee.
but ffaire Erle Richmond, soe god me saue,
that hath lyen soe long beyond the sea." 47.188
"Alas,
Bessye! that
noble Lord
& thy boone, fforsooth, grant wold I thee;
but there is no clarke that I dare
trust
this night to write ffor thee and mee, 48.192
"because
our matter is soe hye,
lest any man wold vs bewray."
Bessye said, "ffather, itt shall not neede;
I am a clarke ffull good, I say." 49.196
shee drew
a paper vpon her knee,
pen and Inke shee had full readye,
hands white & ffingars long;
shee dressed her to write speedylye.
50.200
"ffather
Stanley, now let me see,
ffor euery word write shall I."
"Bessye, make a letter to the Holt
there my brother Sir William doth
Lye; 51.204
"bidd
him bring 7 sad yeomen,
all in greene clothes lett them bee,
& change his Inn in euery towne
where before hee was wont to Lye; 52.208
"&
lett his fface be towards the benche,
lest any man shold him espye;
& by the 3d day of May
that he come and speake with mee. 53.212
"Commend
me to my sonne George,
the Lord strange, where he doth lye,
& bidd him bring 7 sadd yeomen;
all in greene clothes lett them bee, 54.216
"&
lett himselfe be in the same suite,
& change his Inn in euery towne,
& lett his back be ffroe the benche,
Lest any man shold him knowne; 55.220
"&
by the 3d day of May
bidd him come & speake with mee.
Commend me to Edward my sonne,
the warden &
hee togetherr bee, 56.224
"&
bidd them bring 7 sadd yeomen,
& all in greene lett them bee,
changing their Inn in euery towne
where before they were wont to Lye;
57.228
"lett
their backes be ffrom the bench,
lest any man shold them see;
& by the 3d day of May
bidd them come & speake with mee. 58.232
Comend me
to Sir Iohn Sauage
& Sir Gilbert Talbott in the north cuntrye,
& [let] either of them [bring] 7
sad yeomen,
and all in green lett them bee. 59.236
"Changing
their Inn in euery towne
before where they were wont to bee;
& by the 3d day of May
lett them come & speake with
me." 60.240
Bessye writeth,
the Lord he sealeth;
"ffather Stanley, what will yee more?"
"alas!" sayd that royall Lord,
"all our worke is fforlore! 61.244
"ffor
there is noe messenger that
wee may trust
to bring the tydings to the north cuntrye,
lest any man shold vs betraye,
because our matter is soe hye."
62.248
"Humphrey
Bretton," said litle Bessye,
"he hath beene true to my father & mee,
hee shall haue the writting in hand,
& bring them into the North cuntrye. 63.252
"goe
to thy bedd, ffather, & sleepe,
& I shall worke, ffor thee &
mee,
to-Morrow by rising of the sunn
Humphrey Bretton shall be with thee." 64.256
shee brought
the Lord to his bedd,
all that night where he shold Lye;
& Bessye worketh all the night;
there came no sleepe in her eye. 65.260
[Part
II.]
[How Humphrey
Bretton, for the Princess Elizabeths sake, carries the Letters of
Lord Derby to his Adherents.]
In the morninge
when the day can spring,
vp riseth Bessye in that stower,
to Humphrey Bretton gone is shee;
but when shee came to Humphreys bower, 66.264
with
a small voice called shee.
Humphrey answered that Lady bright,
& saith, "lady, who are yee
that calleth on me ere itt be
light?" 67.268
I am King
Edwards daughter,
the countesse cleere, young Bessye:
in all the hast thou can,
thou must come speake with the Erle of Darbye." 68.272
Humphrey cast
vpon [him] a gowne,
a paire of slippers on his ffeete.
for[th] of [his] Chamber then he came,
& went with that Lady
sweet. 69.276
shee brought
him to the bed side
where they Lord lay in bed to sleepe.
when they Erle did Humphrey see,
full tenderlye can hee weepe, 70.280
& said,
"my loue, my trust, my liffe, my Land,
all this, Humphrey, doth Lye in thee!
thou may make, & thou may marr,
thou may vndoe Bessye & mee! 71.284
"take
sixe letters in thy hand,
& bring them to the north countrye;
they be written on they backside,
where they letters deliuered shold
bee." 72.288
he receiued
the letterrs sixe;
into the west wend wold hee.
then meeteth him that Ladye bright,
she said, "abide, Humphrey, & speake with mee. 73.292
"a poore
reward I shall thee giue,
itt shall be but pounds three;
if I be Queene, & may liue,
better rewarded shalt thou bee. 74.296
"A litle
witt god hath sent mee:
when thou rydest into the west,
I pray thee take no companye
but such as shall be of the best, 75.300
"sitt
not too long drinking thy wine,
lest in heat thou be too merrye;
such words you may cast out then,
to-morrow fforthought
itt
may bee." 76.304
Humphray of
Bessye receiued noble[s] nine;
with a peece of wine shee cold him assay;
hee tooke leaue of that Ladye sheene,
& straight to the holt he took h[i]s
way. 77.308
when Sir
william stanley did him see,
he said to him with words free,
"Humphrey Brettom, what maketh thee
heere,
that hither dost ryde soe hastilye? 78.312
How [fareth]
that Lord, my brother deare,
That lately was made the Erle of darby,
is he dead without letting,
or with King Richard his counsell
is hee? 79.316
"Or he
be suspected without lett,
or taken into the tower so hye,
London gates shall tremble & quake
but my brother borrowed shall bee! 80.320
"tell
me, Humphrey, withouten lett,
that rydest hither, soe hastilye."
"breake that letter,"
said Humphrey then;
"behold then, and you shall see."
81.324
when the
Knight Looked the Letter on,
he stood still in a studdiinge:
answer to Humphrey gaue he none,
but still hee gnew on his staffe end.
82.328
he plucket
the letter in peeces three,
into the water he cold itt fflinge:
"haue here, Humphrey," said the Knight,
"I will giue thee a 100 shillinge; 83.332
"thou
shalt not tarry heere all night,
straight to Latham ryd shall yee."
"alas," sais Humphrey, "I may not ryde,
my horsse is tyred, as ye may see; 84.336
"I came
ffrom London in this tyde,
there came no sleepe within mine eye,"
"Lay thee downe, Humphrey," he said, "& sleepe
well the space of houres three; 85.340
a ffresh horsse
I thee behett,
shall bring [thee] through the north countrye."
Humphray slept but howers 2,
but on his Iourney well thought hee; 86.344
a ffresh horsse
was brought to him
to bring him through the west countrye.
he tooke his leaue at the Knight,
& straight to Latham rydeth hee, 87.348
& att
9 of Clocke in the night,
att Latham gates knocketh hee.
the porter ariseth anon-right,
& answerd Humphray with words
ffree, 88.352
"In good
ffaith, itt is tó Late
to call on me this time of the night."
"I pray the, porter, open the gate,
& lett me in anon-right; 89.356
"with
the Lord strange I must speake,
from his ffather, the Erle of Darbye."
the porter opened vp the gates,
& came his horsse and hee. 90.360
the best wine
that was therin,
to Humphrey Bretton fforth brought hee,
with torches burning in that tyde,
& other lights that he might see, 91.364
& brought
him to the bed syde
wheras the Lord strange Lay.
the Lord he mused in that tyde,
& sayd, "Humphrey, what has thou to say? 92.368
"how
ffareth my ffather, that noble Lord?
in all England he hath no peere."
Humphrey tooke a letter in his hand,
& said, "behold & yee may see."
93.372
when they
Lord strange looked the letter vpon,
the teares trickled downe his eye;
he sayd, "wee must vnder a cloude,
for wee may neuer trusted bee;
wee may sigh &
make great moane;
this world is not as itt shold bee. 94.378
"commend
me to my father deere,
his daylye blessing he wold giue me;
for & I liue another yeere,
this appointment keepe will I." 95.382
he receiued
gold of my Lord Strange,
& straight to Manchester rydeth hee;
And when hee came to Manchester,
Itt was prime of the day;
he was ware of the warden & Edward Stanley,
together their Mattins ffor to say. 96.388
then
one brother said to the other,
"behold, brother, & you may see,
heere cometh Humphrey Bretton,
some hastye tydings bringheth hee."
97.392
he
betooke them either a letter,
& bidd them looke & behold;
& read they did thsese letterrs readylye,
& vp they lope, & laught aloude, 98.396
And saith,
"ffaire ffall our ffather that noble Lord!
to stirre and rise beginneth hee;
Buckinghams blood shall be roken,
that was beheaded att Salsbuyrye.
99.400
"ffaire
ffall the Countesse, the Kings daughter,
that good Councell giue cold shee;
wee trust in god ffull of might
to bring her Lord ouer the sea! 100.404
"haue
heere, Humphray, of either 40s;
better rewarded shall thou bee."
he tooke the gold att their hand;
to Sir Iohn Sauage rydeth hee,
101.408
& hee
tooke him a letter in hand,
bade him "behold, read, and see."
& when the Knight the Letter
hadd,
all blanked was his blee: 102.412
"womens
witt is wonder to heare!
my vnckle is turned by your Bessye!
& wether itt turne to weale or woe,
att my vnckles biddinge will I bee.
103.416
"haue
heere, Humphrey, 40s:
better rewarded may thou bee!
to Sheffeld Castle Looke thou ryde
in all the hast that may bee." 104.420
fforth then
rydeth that gentle Knight;
Sir Gilbert Talbott ffindeth hee;
hee tooke him a letter in his hand,
& bidd him, "reade & yee may
see." 105.424
when Sir
Gilbert Talbott the lettre looked on,
a loude laughter laughed hee:
"ffaire ffall that Lord of hye
renowne!
to rise and stirr beginneth hee! 106.428
"ffaire
ffall Bessye, that Countesse cleere,
that such councell giueth trulye!
Comend me to my nephew deare,
the young Erle of Shrewsbyrye, 107.432
"bidd
him neuer dread for no death,
In London Towre if hee bee;
I shall make London tremble & quake
but my nephew borrowed shalbee! 108.436
"Comend
me to that Countesse cleere,
King Edwards daughter, young Bessye;
tell her, I trust in god that hath no peere
to bring her loue ouer the sea. 109.440
"Comend
me to that Lord without
dread
that latelye was made Erle of
darbye;
& euery haire of my head
for a man counted might bee, 110.444
"with
that Lord withouten dread,
with him will I liue and dye!
haue heree, Humphray, pounds three;
better rewarded may thou bee! 111.448
"Straight
to London looke thou ryde
in all the hast that may bee;
Comend mee to the Kings daughter,
young Bessye
King Edwards daughter forssooth is shee, 112.452
"In all
this Land shee hath no peere."
he taketh his leaue att the Knight,
& straight to London rydeth hee.
& when he came to London right 113.456
Itt
was but a litle before eueni[n]ge,
there
was he ware, walking in a garden greene,
[of] both the Erle & Richard our Kinge.
when the Erle had Humphrey see[ne,]
114.460
he guae him
a priuye twinkle with his eye.
then Humphrey came before the King soe ffree,
& downe he ffalleth vpon his knee.
"welcome, Humphray!" said the Erle of Darbye: 115.464
"where
hast thou beene, Humphray!" said the Erle,
"ffor I haue mist thee weekes three."
"I haue beene in the west, my Lord,
where I was borne and bredd trulye, 116.468
"ffor
to sport me & to play
amonge my ffreinds ffarr & nye."
"tell me, Humphrey," said the Erle,
"how ffareth all that
Countrye?
tell me, Humphrey, I thee pray,
how ffareth King Richards Comunaltye?
117.474
"of all
Countryes, I dare well say,
they beene the fflower of archerye,
ffor they will be trustye with their bowes,
for they will ffight & neuer fflee."
118.478
when King
Richard heard Humphray soe say,
in his hart hee was ffull merrye;
hee with his Cappe that
was soe deere
thanked him ffull curteouslye,
& said, "ffather Stanley, thou art to mee neere,
you are cheeffe of your Comynaltye, 119.484
"halfe
of England shalbe thine,
& equally devided betweene thee & mee;
I am thine, & thou art mine,
& for 2 ffellowes will wee bee.
120.488
"I sweare
by Marry, maid mild.
I know none such vnder the skye!
whilest I am King & weare
the Crowne,
I will be cheeffe of the poore Comynaltye.
121.492
"tax
nay mise I will make none,
in noe Cuntry ffarr nor neare;
ffor if by their goods I shold plucke them downe,
for me they will ffaight ffull ffainteouslye.
122.496
"There
is no riches to me soe rich
as is the pore Comynaltye."
when
they had ended all their speeche,
they tooke their leaue ffull gladlye, 123.500
& to his
Bower the King is gone.
then the Erle and Humphrey Bretton,
to Bessyes bower they went anon,
& ffound Bessye there alone. 124.504
when Bessye
did see Humphrey anon,
anon shee kissed him times three,
saith, "Humphray Bretton, welcome home!
how hast thou spedd in the west Countrye?" 125.508
Into a parler
they went anon,
there was no more but hee & shee:
Humphray, tell mee of hence I gone,
some tydings out of the west Countrye!
126.512
"If I
shold send ffor yonder Prince
to come ouer ffor the Loue of mee,
and murthered amongst his ffoes to bee,
alas, that were ffull great pittye! 127.516
"fforsooth,
that sight I wold not see
for all the gold in Christentye!
tell me, Humphray, I thee pray,
how hast thou done in the west countrye." 128.520
vnto Bessye
anon he told
how hee had sped in the west countrye,
what was the answers of them hee had,
& what rewards hee had trulye: 129.524
"By the
third day of May, Bessye," he sayd,
"In London there will they bee;
thou shalt in England be a Queene,
or else doubtlesse they will dye." 130.528
[Part III.]
[How Lord
Derbys friends come to London; and how the Princess Elizabeth send
Humphrey Bretton to her lover, Richmond.]
thus they
prouided in the winter time
their councell to keepe all three.
the Erle wrought by prophecye,
he wold not abyde in London trulye, 131.532
but in the
suburbs without the Cittye
an old Inn Chosen hath hee,
& drew an Eagle vpon the entrye
that the westerne men might know where
to Lye. 132.536
Humphrey stood
in a hye tower,
& looked into the west Countrye;
Sir William Stanley & 7 in greene
came straight ryding to the Citye.
133.540
when he was
ware of the Eagle drawne,
he drew himself wonderous nye,
& bade his men goe into the towne,
& dranke the wine and make merrye.
134.544
Into the Inn
where the Eagle did bee,
fforsooth shortlye is hee gone.
Humphray Looked into the west,
& saw the Lord strange & 7 come 135.548
ryding in
greene into the Cittye.
when hee was ware of the Eagle drawen,
he drew himselfe wonderous nye,
& bade his men goe into the towne, 136.552
&
spare no cost, & where they come
& drinke the wine & make good cheere;
& hee himselfe drew ffull nye
into the Inn where his ffather Lay.
137.556
Humphrey looked
more into the west;
Six-teene in greene did hee see,
the warden & Sir Edward Stanley
cam ryding both in companye. 138.560
there as the
Eagle was drawen,
the gentlemen drew itt nye,
& bade their men goe into the towne,
& drinke the wine & make merrye; 139.564
& went
into the same Inn
there where their ffather Lay.
yett Humphray beholdeth into the west,
& looked towards the North countrye; 140.568
he was ware
of Sir Iohn sauage & Sir Gylbert Talbott
came ryding both in companye.
when they where ware of the Eagle drawen,
then they drew themselues ffull nye,
141.572
& bade
their men goe into the towne,
& drinke the wine & make merry;
& yode themselues into the inne
where the Erle and Bessye Lay. 142.576
when all the
Lords together mett,
among them all was litle Bessye;
with goodlye words shee them grett,
& said, "Lords, will yee doe ffor mee? 143.580
"what,
will yee releeue yonder Prince
that is exiled beyond the sea?"
the Erle of Darbye came fforth then;
these be they words he said to Bessye:
144.584
"ffourty
Pound will I send,
Bessye, ffor the loue of thee;
& 20000 Eagle ffeette,
a queene of England to make thee." 145.588
Sir William
stanley cam fforth then;
these were the words hee sayd to Bessye:
"remember, Bessye, another time,
who doth the best ffor thee. 146.592
"10000
Cotes that beene red,
in an howers warning ready shalbee.
In England thou shall be a queene,
or else doubtelesse I will dye." 147.596
Sir
Iohn Sauage came fforth then;
these were the words he said to Bessye:
"1000 marke ffor thy sake
I will send thy loue beyond the sea; 148.600
the Lord strange
Came fforth then;
these were the words he said to Bessye:
"a little mony & ffew men
will bring thy loue ouer the sea; 149.604
"Lett
vs keepe our gold att home
for to wage our companye.
if wee itt send ouer the sea,
wee put our gold in Ieopardye." 150.608
Edward Stanley
came forth then;
these were the words he sayd to Bessye:
"remember, Bessye, another time,
he that doth now best ffor thee;
151.612
"ffor
there is no power that I haue,
nor no gold to giue thee;
vnder my ffathers banner will I bee
either ffor to liue or dye." 152.616
Bessye cam
fforth before the Lords all,
& vpon her knees then ffalleth shee;
10000 pound I will send
to my loue ouer the sea. 153.620
"who
shall be our messenger
to bring the gold ouer the sea?
Humphrey Bretton," said Bessye;
"I know none soe good as hee." 154.624
"alas!"
sayd Humphrey, "I dare not take in hand
to carry the gold ouer the sea;
they Galley shipps beene soe stronge,
they will me neigh wonderous nighe, 155.628
"they
will me robb, they will me drowne,
they will take they gold ffrom mee."
"hold thy peace, Humphrey," sayd litle Bessye,
"thou shalt itt carry without
Ieopardye; 156.632
"thou
shalt haue no baskett nor no male;
no buchett nor sacke-cloth
shall goe with thee;
three Mules that bee stiffe & stronge,
loded with gold shall they bee;
with saddles side skirted, I doe
thee tell,
wherin the gold sowed shalbe. 157.638
"if any
man sayes, `who is the shipp
that sayleth fforth vpon the sea?
Say itt is the Lord Liles;
in England & ffraunce welbeloued is hee." 158.642
then came
fforthe the Erle of Darbye;
these were the words he sayd to Bessye;
he said: "Bessye, thou art to blame
to poynt any shipp vpon the sea! 159.646
"I haue
a good shipp of my owne
shall carry Humphrey & my mules three;
an Eagle shalbe drawen vpon the top mast,
that the out allyants may itt
see. 160.650
"there
is no ffreake in all ffrance
that shipp
that dare come nye.
if any man aske whose is the shipp,
say `itt is the Erle of Darbyes."
161.654
Humphrey
tooke the Mules three;
into the west wind taketh hee;
att Hippon withouten doubt
there shipping taketh hee;
with a ffaire wind & a Coole
thus he sayleth vpon the sea 162.660
[Part IV.]
[How Humphrey
Bretton takes money from Princess Elizabeth to Richmond; and who are
on Richmonds side.]
To Bigeram
abbey, where the English Prince was.
the porter was an Englishman,
well he knew Humphrey Breitton,
& ffast to him can he gone. 163.664
Humphrey knocked
att the gate priuilye,
& these words he spake surelye,
"I pray thee, Porter, open the gate
& receiue me & my mules three,
I shall thee giue withouten lett
ready gold to thy meede."
164.670
"I will
none of thy gold," the Porter said,
"nor yett, Humphrey, none of thy ffee;
but I will open the gates wyde,
& receiue thy mules and thee, 165.674
"ffor
a Cheshire man borne am I,
ffrom the Malpas but miles three."
the porter opened the gates soone,
& receiued him & the Mules three; 166.678
the best wine
readilye then
to Humphrey Bretton giueth hee.
"alas!" sayd Humphrey, "how shall I doe?
for I am stead in a strange countrye;
167.682
"The
Prince of England I do not know;
before I did him neuer see."
"I shall thee teach," said the Porter then,
"the Prince of England to know trulye. 168.686
"loe,
where he shooteth att the butts,
& with him are Lords three;
he weareth a gowne of veluett blacke,
& itt is coted above his knee;
with long visage & pale;
therby the Prince know may yee; 169.692
"a priuye
wart, withouten lett,
a litle aboue the chin;
his face h[i]s white, the wart is red,
therby you may him ken." 170.696
now ffrom
the Porter is he gone;
with him hee tooke the Mules 3;
to Erle Richmand he went anon
where the other Lords bee. 171.700
when
he came before the Prince,
lowlye hee kneeled vpon his knee;
he deliuered the lettre
that Bessye sent,
& soe he did the mules three, 172.704
[&] a
rich ring with a stone.
there the prince glad was hee;
he tooke the ring att Humphrey then,
& kissed itt times 3. 173.708
Humphrey
kneeled still as any stone,
assuredlye as I tell to thee;
Humphrey of the Prince word gatt none,
therfore in his hart was not merrye.
174.712
Humphrey
standeth vpp then anon;
to the prince these words said he,
"why standeth thou soe still in
this stead,
& no answer does giue mee? 175.716
"I am
come ffrom the stanleys bold,
King of England to make thee,
& a ffaire Lady to the ffere,
there is none such in Christenyte; 176.720
"shee
is Countesse, a Kings daughter,
the name of her is Bessye,
a louelye Lady to looke vpon,
& well shee can worke by profecye. 177.724
"I may
be called a lewd messenger,
for answer of thee I can gett none;
I may sayle hence with a heauy heart;
what shall I say when I come home?"
178.728
the prince
tooke the Lord Lisle,
& the Lord of Oxford was him by;
they Lord fferres wold him not beguile;
to councell thé goeth all 3.
179.732
when they
had their councell tane,
to Humphrey Bretton turneth hee,
"answer, Humphrey, I can giue none
for the space of weekes 3. 180.736
"when
3 weekes are come & gone,
Then an answer I will giue thee."
the mules into a stable are tane;
the saddle skirtts then rippeth hee; 181.740
therin he
ffindeth gold great plentye
for to wage a companye.
he caused the houshold to make him cheare;
"in my stead lett him bee."
182.744
Erly
in the morning, as soone as itt was day,
with him he tooke the Lords three,
& straight to paris he tooke the way,
there armes to make readye. 183.748
to the King
of ffrance wendeth hee,
of men and mony he doth him pray,
that he
wold please to Lend him shipps,
& ffor to bring him ouer the sea:
184.752
"the
Stanleys stout ffor me haue sent,
King of England ffor to make mee,
& if euer I weare the crowne,
well quitt the King of ffrance shalbe." 185.756
then answereth
the King of ffrance,
& shortlye answereth, "by St.
Iohn,"
no shipps to bring him ouer the seas,
men nor money bringeth he none!"
186.760
thus the Prince
his answer hath tane.
both the Prince & Lords gay
to Biggeram abbey rydeth hee,
wheras Humphrey Bretton Lay.
187.764
"haue
heere Humphrey a 100 markes;
better rewarded shalt thou bee;
comend me to Bessye, that Countesse cleere,
& yett I did neuer her see, 188.768
"I trust
in god she shall be my Queene,
for her I will trauell the sea.
comend me to my ffather stanley,
my owne mother marryed hath hee, 189.772
"bring
him here a loue lettre,
& another to litle Bessye;
tell her I trust in the Lord of might
that my Queene shee shalbee. 190.776
"Comend
me to Sir william stanley,
that noble Knight in the west countrye;
tell him, about Micchallmasse
I trust in god in England to bee. 191.780
"att
Mylford hauen I will come in,
with all the power that I can bringe;
the ffirst towne that I may win
shalbe the towne of shrewsburye 192.784
"pray
Sir william, that noble Knight,
that night
that hee wold looke on mee.
comend me to Sir Gilbert Talbott that is soe wight;
he lyeth still in the north cuntrye." 193.788
"I will
none of thy gold, Sir Prince,
not yett none of they ffee;
if euery haire of my head were a man,
with you, Sir Prince, that they
shold bee. 194.792
thus Humphrey
his leaue hath tane,
& fforth hee sayleth vpon the seas;
straight to London can he ryde,
there as the Erle and Bessye Lyes. 195.796
he tooke them
either a lettre in hand,
& bade then reade and see.
the Erle tooke leaue of Richard the King,
& into the west rydeth hee. 196.800
& leaueth
Bessye att Leicecster,
& bade her lye there in priuitye;
"ffor if King Richard knew thee there,
in a ffyer brent must thou bee." 197.804
straight to
Latham is he gone,
Where the Lord strange he did Lye,
& sent the Lord strange to London
to keepe King Richard companye.
198.808
then to
Sir william stanley, with 10000 cotes
in an howers warning readye to bee:
they were all as red as blood,
there they harts head is sett full hye.
199.812
Sir
Gilbert Talbott, 10000 doggs
in an howers warning readye to be.
Sir Iohn Sauage, 1500 white hoods,
ffor they will fflight & neuer fflee. 200.816
Sir
Edward Stanley, 300 men;
there were no better in Christentye.
Rice apthomas, a Knight of wales,
800 spere-men brought hee. 201.820
[Part V.]
[How Richmond
lands in England, and marches to Bosworth.]
Sir
William stanley, att the holt hee lyes,
& looked ouer his head soe hye;
"which way standeth the wind?"
he sayes;
"if there be any man can tell mee."
202.824
"The
wind itt standeth south west,"
soe sayd a Knight that
stood him by.
"this night, yonder royall prince,
into England entreth hee." 203.828
he called
that
gentleman that stood him by,
his name was Rowland Warburton,
he bade him goe to Shrewsburye that night,
& bade them lett that prince in come. 204.832
by that
Rowland came to Shrewsburye
the portcullis was letten downe;
thé called the Prince in ffull great scorne,
& said "in England he shold weare no crowne." 205.836
Rowland
bethought him of a wile,
& tyed the writtings to a stone;
he threw the writtings ouer the wall,
& bade the baliffes looke them vpon. 206.840
then they
opened the gates wyde,
& mett the Prince with processyon;
he wold not abyde in shrewsburye that night,
for King Richard heard of his cominge, 207.844
& called
his Lords of great renowne.
Lord Pearcye came to him
then,
& on his knees he kneeled him downe
& sayd, "my leege, I haue 30000
ffighting men." 208.848
the Duke of
Norffolke came to the King,
& downe he kneeleth on his knee;
the Erle of Surrey came with him,
they were both in companye. 209.852
the Bishopp
of Durham was not away,
Sir william Bawmer stood him by,
the Lord scroope &
the Erle of Kent
they were both in companye: 210.856
"&
wee haue either 20000 men
ffor to keepe the crowne with thee."
the
good Sir william Harrington
said they wold ffight & neuer fflee.
211.860
King Richard
made a messenger,
& send into the west countrye,
"bidd the Erle of Derbye make him readye
& bring 20000 men vnto mee, 212.864
"or the
Lord stranges head I shall him
send;
for doubtlesse hee shall dye.
without hee come to me soone,
his owne sonne hee shall neuer see." 213.868
then another
Herald can appeare:
"to Sir william stanley that noble Knight,
bidd him bring 10000 men,
or to death he shalbe dight."
214.872
then answered
that doubtye Knight,
& answered the herald without
lettinge:
"Say, on Bosworthe feilde I wyll hym meete
On munday earlye in the morninge. 215.876
"such
a breakeffast I him hett
as neuer subiect did to Kinge!"
the messenger is home gone
to tell King Richard this tydand.
216.880
the
King
together his hands can ding,
& say[d], "the Lord Strange
shall dye!"
hee bade, "put him into the tower,
ffor I will him neuer see."
217.884
now leaue
wee Richard & his Lords
that were prest all with
pryde,
& talke wee of the stanleys bold
that brought in the Prince of
the other side. 218.888
Now is Richmond
to stafford come,
& Sir william Stanley to litle stone.
the Prince had leuer then any gold
Sir william Stanley to looke vppon. 219.892
a messenger
was readye made,
that night to stone rydeth hee;
Sir william rydeth to stafford towne,
with him a small companye. 220.896
when the Knight
to stafford came,
that Richmond might him see,
he tooke him in his armes then,
& kissed him times three; 221.900
"the
welfare of thy body comforteth me more
then all the gold in christentye!"
then answered that royall Knight;
to the Prince thus speaketh hee: 222.904
"in
England thou shalt weare the crowne,
or else doubtlesse I will dye.
a ffaire
Lady thou shalt ffind to thy ffere,
as any is in christentye,
a Kings daughter, a countesse clere;
yea, shee is both wise & wittye. 223.910
"I must
goe to stone, my soueraigine,
ffor to comfort my men this night."
the Prince tooke him by the hand,
& sayd, "ffarwell, gentle Knight!"
224.914
now is word
comen to Sir william stanley
Early on the sunday morninge,
that the Erle of Darby, his brother deere,
had giuen battell to Richard the Kinge. 225.918
"that
wold I not," said Sir william,
"for all the gold in christentye,
except I were with him there,
att the Battell ffor to bee. 226.922
then straight
to Lichefeild can he ryde
in all the hast that might bee.
& when they came to the towne,
they all cryed, "King Henery!" 227.926
then straight
to Bosworth wold he ryde
in all he hast that might bee.
when they came to Bosworth ffeild,
there they mett with a royall
companye. 228.930
[Part VI.]
[How Richmond
fights and wins the Battle of Bosworth Field, and marries the Princess
Elizabeth, Lady Bessy.]
The Erle of
Darbye he was there,
& 20000 stoode him by;
Sir John Savage, his sisters sone,
he was his nephew of blood soe nye,
he had 1500 ffighting men;
there was no better in christentye. 229.936
Sir
william stanley, that noble Knight,
10000 red Cotes had hee.
Sir Rice ap Thomas, he was there
with a 1000 speres mightye of tree.
230.940
Erle Richmond
came to the Erle of Darbye,
& downe he kneeleth vpon his knee;
he sayd, "ffather
stanley, I you pray,
the vawward you will giue to me; 231.944
"for
I come for my right;
ffull ffaine waged wold I bee."
"stand vp," hee sayd, "my sonne deere,
thou hast thy mothers blessing by mee." 232.948
"the
vanward, conne, I will thee giue;
ffor why, by me thou wilt [ordered be],
Sir William Stanley, my brother deere,
in that battell he shalbee; 233.952
Sir
Iohn Sauage, that hath no peere,
hee shall be a winge to thee;
Sir Rice ap Thomas shall breake the wray,
ffor he will ffight & neuer fflee;
& I my selfe will houer on this bill,
that ffaire battell ffor to see." 234.958
King
Richard [houed] on the mountaines,
& was ware of the banner of the Lord
stanley.
he said, "ffeitch hither the Lord strange to me
ffor doubtlesse hee shall dye this day." 235.962
"to the
death, Lord, make thee bowne!
ffor by Mary, that mild mayde,
thou shalt dye ffor thy vnckles sake!
his name is william stanleye." 236.966
"if I
shold dye," sayd the Lord Strange,
"as god fforbidd itt soe shold bee!
alas ffor my Lady att home,
itt shold be long ere shee mee see! 237.970
"but
wee shall meete att domesday,
when the great dome itt shalbee."
he called a gentleman of Lancashire,
his name was Latham trulye, 238.974
& [a]
ring beside his ffingar he tooke,
& cast itt to the gentleman,
& bade him "bring itt to Lancashire,
to my Ladye that is att home; 239.978
"att
her table shee may sitt;
ere shee see her Lord, itt may be Longe.
I haue no ffoot to scutt or fflytt,
I must be Martyred with tyrant stronge.
240.982
"if itt
ffortune my vnckle to lose the ffeild
as god defend itt shold soe bee!
pray her to take my eldest sonne
& exile him ouer the sea; 241.986
"he may
come in another time;
by ffeild, ffrrith, tower or towne,
wreake hee may his ffathers death
vpon King Richard
that
weares the crowne." 242.990
a Knight
to the King did appeare,
good Sir william Harrington;
saies, "lett him haue his liffe a while
till wee haue the ffather, the vnckle,
& the sonne. 243.994
"wee
shall haue them soone on the ffeild,
the ffather, the vnckle, the sonne, all
3;
then may you deeme them with your mouth,
what Kind of death that they shall dye." 244.998
but a blocke
on the ground was cast,
thervpon the Lords head was Layde;
an axe ouer his head can stand,
& out of passyon itt was brayd.
245.1002
he saith,
"there is no other boote
but that the Lord needs
must dye."
Harrington heard itt, &
was ffull woe
when itt wold no better bee: 246.1006
he saith,
"our ray breaketh on euery syde;
wee put our ffolke in ieopardye."
then they tooke vp the Lord on liue;
King Richard did him nuere see. 247.1010
then he
blew vp bewgles of brasse,
the shott of guns were soe ffree
that [made] many wiues cry alas,
& many children ffatherlesse. 248.1014
Rice
ap Thomas with the blacke gowne,
shortlye he brake the ray:
with 30000 ffighting men
the Lord Percy went his way. 249.1018
the Duke of
Norfolke would haue ffled;
with 20000 in his companye
he went vp to a wind-mill,
& stood vpon a hill soe hye, 250.1022
there he met
Sir Iohn Savage, a valyant Knight;
with him a worthy companye:
to the death the duke was dight,
& his sonne, prisoner taken was hee. 251.1024
then they
Lord dakers began to fflee,
soe did many others more.
when king Richard that sight did see,
[Then his heart was
ffull w]oe:
252.1030
"I pray
you, my men, be not away,
ffor like a man ffree will I dye!
ffor I had leuer dye this day,
the[n] with the stanleys taken bee!"
253.1034
a
Knight to King Richard can say,
good
Sir william of harrington,
he saith, "wee are like all heere
to the death soone to be done; 254.1038
"there
may no man their strokes abyde,
the stanleys dints they beene soe stronge;
yee may come in another time;
therfore methinke yee tarry too longe; 255.1042
"your
horsse if ready att your hand,
another day you may your worshipp
win,
& to raigne with royaltye,
& weare your crowne &
be our King." 256.1046
"giue
me my battell axe in my hand,
& sett my crowne on my head so hye!
ffor by him that made both sunn & moone,
King of England this day I will
dye!" 257.1050
besides
his head thé hewed the crowne,
& dange on him as they were wood;
thé stroke his Basnett to his head
vntill his braines came out with blood. 258.1054
thé
carryed him naked vnto Leicester,
& buckeled his haire vnder his chin.
Bessye mett him with merry cheere;
these were they words shee sayd to him: 259.1058
"how
likest thou they slaying of my brethren twaine?"
she spake these words to him alowde:
"now are wee wroken vppon thee heere!
welcome, gentle vnckle, home!" 260.1062
great solace
itt was to see,
I tell you, masters, without lett,
when they red rose of Mickle price
& our Bessye were mett. 261.1068
a Bishopp
them marryed with a ringe,
they 2 bloods of hye renowne.
Bessye sayd, "now may wee sing,
wee tow bloods are made all one." 262.1070
the Erle of
Darbye he was there,
& Sir william Stanley a man of might;
vpon their heads they sett the crowne
in presence of many a worthy wight. 263.1074
then came
hee vnder a cloud,
that sometime in England was ffull high;
the hart began to cast his head;
after, noe man might itt see. 264.1078
but god that
is both bright & sheene,
& borne was of [a] mayden ffree,
saue & keepe our comelye King
& the poore cominaltye! 265.1082
ffinis.
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