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A Metrical History of England

Or, Recollections, in Rhyme, Of some of the most prominent Features in our National Chronology, from the Landing of Julius Caesar to the Commencement of the Regency, in 1812. In Two Volumes ... By Thomas Dibdin

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A newe Balade made of Thomas Crumwel, called, Trolle on Away.
  
  
  
  
  
  
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A newe Balade made of Thomas Crumwel, called, Trolle on Away.

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From an original Copy, printed at London, 1540, without varying the expression or spelling.

Trolle on away, trolle on awaye
Syng heaue and howe rombelowe trolle on awaye.
Bothe man and chylde is glad to here tell
Of that false traytoure Thomas Crumwel
Nowe that he is set to spell
Synge trolle on awaye.
When fortune loky'd the in thy face
Thou haddyst fayre tyme but thou lackydyst grace
Thy cofers with golde thou fyllydst a pace,
Synge trolle on awaye.

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Both plate and chalys came to thy fyst
Thou lockyst them vp where no man wyst
Tyll in the Kynges treasoure suche thinges were myst
Synge trolle on awaye.
Both crust and crumme came thorowe thy hands
Thy marchaundyse sayled ouer the sands
Therefore nowe thou art layde fast in bandes
Synge trolle on awaye.
Fyrst when Kynge Henry God saue his Grace
Perceyued myschefe kyndle in thy face
Then it was tyme to purchase the a place.
Synge trolle on awaye.
Hys Grace was euer of gentyll nature
Mouyd with petye and made the hys seruyture
But thou as a wretche suche things dyd procure.
Synge trolle on awaye.
Thou dyd not remembre false heretyke
One God, one fayth, and one Kynge catholyke
For thou hast bene so longe a scysmatyke
Syng trolle on awaye.

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Thou woldyst not learne to knowe these thre.
But euer was full of iniquite
Wherefore all this lande hathe ben troubled with the
Synge trolle on awaye.
All they that were of the newe trycke
Agaynst the churche thou baddest them stycke
Wherfore nowe thou haste touchyd the quycke.
Synge trolle on awaye.
Bothe sacramentes and sacramentalles
Thou woldest not suffre within thy walles
Nor let vs praye for chrysten soules.
Synge trolle on awaye.
Of what generacyon thou were no tonge can tell
Whyther of Chayme or Syschemell
Or else sente vs from the deuyll of hell
Synge trolle on awaye.
Thou woldest neuer to vertue applye
But couetyd euer to clymme to hye
And nowe haste thou trodden thy shoo awrye
Synge trolle on awaye.

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Who so euer dyd winne thou wolde not lose
Wherfore al Englande doth hate the as I suppose
Bycause thou wast false to the redolent rose
Synge trolle on awaye.
Thou myghtest haue learned thy cloth to flocke
Upon thy gresy fullers stocke
Wherefore lay downe thy heade vpon this blocke
Synge trolle on awaye.
Yet saue that soule that God hath bought
And for thy carcas care thou nought.
Let it suffre payne as hit hath wrought.
Synge trolle on awaye.
God saue Kyng Henry with all his power
And Prynce Edwarde that goodly flowre.
With all hys Lordes of great honoure.
Synge trolle on awaye, syng trolle on awaye.
Heyue and how rombelowe trolle on awaye.