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A Crovvne-Garland of Govlden Roses

Gathered out of Englands royall garden. Being the liues and strange fortunes of many great personages of this Land. Set forth in many pleasant new songs and sonetts neuer before imprinted. By Richard Iohnson

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A Lamentable Ditty on the death of a nobleman who was executed in the time of King Edward.
 
 



A Lamentable Ditty on the death of a nobleman who was executed in the time of King Edward.

Should fortune frowne against the Gods,
alas and should she so:
Should worthy wightes of noble blood,
receiue such mortall woe:
Alas poore England now alas,
Thy wo wil shortly come to passe,
In time of noble Edwards raigne,
whose fame doth farre resound:
His vncle deare did truth maintaine,
and all his foes confound,
But in the end alas alas,
his wofull death was brought to passe,
His Princely name and courage stout,
which all men may report:
Could not defend him from the rout,
of those that did extort.
But in the end alas alas,
his wofull death was brought to passe.


He was bereft of noble power,
committed to his charge:
And cast into the prison Tower,
his torments to enlarge:
Where as he lay alas alas,
to dolefull death was brought to passe.
Who then did know the faigned clause,
wherefore he was condemned,
Is not the sentence of those lawes,
of all good men commended:
O noble Duke alas alas,
thy wofull death is come to passe.
How wast thou led vnto Tower-hill,
with billes beset about:
Euen like a lambe contented still,
before the wooluish rout.
O Summerset alas alas,
thy wofull death is come to passe.
How did the Common people cry,
with heaped voyces shril:
Pardon pardon with hands on high,
hoping to keepe him still.


He stood vpright a noble Duke,
with constant courage bold:
Content your selues this was his sute,
the lawes haue me controld.
Alas poore soules alas alas,
your wo wilt shortly come to passe.
Pray for the peace of Edward King,
your Soueraigne he did say:
That he may prosper in liuing,
all ye good people pray.
Least that his foes alas alas,
do bring his wofull death to passe.
Our Summer sweet was thus bereft,
and winter did ensue:
What carefull hearts to vs were left:
are since approoued true.
Oh England cry alas alas,
that thy woe should come thus to passe.
Finis.