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Devonshire's Noble Duel with Lord Danby, in the year 1687
LORD DELAMERE—B
1
Good people give attention to a story you shall hear:Between the king and my lord Delamere,
A quarrel arose in the Parliament House,
Concerning the taxes to be put in force.
With my fal de ral de ra.
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I wonder, I wonder that James, our good king,So many hard taxes upon the poor should bring;
So many hard taxes, as I have heard them say
Makes many a good farmer to break and run away.
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Such a rout has been in the parliament, as I hear,Betwixt a Dutch lord and my lord Delamere.
He said to the king, as he sat on the throne,
‘If it please you, my liege, to grant me a boon.’
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‘O what is thy boon? Come, let me understand.’‘'Tis to give me all the poor you have in the land;
I'll take them down to Cheshire, and there I will sow
Both hemp-seed and flax-seed, and hang them in a row.
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‘It's better, my liege, they should die a shorter deathThan for your Majesty to starve them on earth.’
With that up starts a Dutch lord, as we hear,
And he says, ‘Thou proud Jack,’ to my lord Delamere,
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‘Thou ought to be stabbed,’ and he turned him about,‘For affronting the king in the Parliament House.’
Then up got a brave duke, the Duke of Devonshire,
Who said, I will fight for my lord Delamere.
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‘He is under age, as I'll make it appear,So I'll stand in defence of my lord Delamere.’
A stage then was built, and to battle they went,
To kill or be killed it was their intent.
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The very first blow, as we understand,Devonshire's rapier went back to his hand;
Then he mused awhile, but not a word spoke,
When against the king's armour his rapier he broke.
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O then he stept backward, and backward stept he,And then stept forward my lord Willoughby;
He gave him a rapier, and thus he did say;
Play low, Devonshire, there's treachery, I see.
10
He knelt on his knee, and he gave him the wound,With that the Dutch lord fell dead on the ground:
The king calld his soldiers, and thus he did say:
Call Devonshire down, take the dead man away.
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He answered, My liege, I've killed him like a man,And it is my intent to see what clothing he's got on.
O treachery! O treachery! as I well may say,
It was your intent, O king, to take my life away.
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‘He fought in your armour, while I fought him bare,And thou, king, shalt win it before thou dost it wear;
I neither do curse king, parliament, or throne,
But I wish every honest man may enjoy his own.
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‘The rich men do flourish with silver and gold,While poor men are starving with hunger and cold;
And if they hold on as they have begun,
They'll make little England pay dear for a king.’
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