Old Ballads, from Early Printed Copies of the Utmost Rarity (Volume 1) (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1840. Excerpt: ... Britsh Museum. It is entitled, "The Valiant Souldiers Misfortune, or His Grace the Duke of Schomberj's last farewell. To the tune of 'The Souldier's Departure.' Licensed according to Order, and printed for?. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare, J. Black." Two rudi wood-cuts embellish this ballad; one of which repBsents a battle, and bears, in a conspicuous part, the initils I. D. The other cut is a monumental effigy. TIE DEATH OF THE DUKE OF SCHOMBERG. Let all noble stout commanders, Likewise souldicrs, foot and horse, Both in England, Holland, Flanders, Now lament this heavy loss, Of a right renowned leader, Who did many fights maintain, The Duke Schomberg, gentle reader, He in Ireland was slain. With a right heroick spirit He was evermore endu'd, Fame and glory did he merit As his foes he still subdu'd. Where the guns did roar like thunder, Bloudy fights he did maintain, Filling all the world with wonder, But great Schomberg now is slain. At tbe head of warlike forces, Did he place his chief delight, Taking such effectual courses That his foes he put to flight; Where the warlike drums did rattle, Bloudy fights he did maintain Never did he lose a battle, Yet great Schomberg now is slain. Though great councils did assemble, To oppose him in the field; Yet he made them quake and tremble, And as soon submit and yield. Nay, his very name they dreaded, Causing them to flye amain, Many armies hath he headed, Yet at last he now is slain. Righteous causes he defended, And would wronged monarchs right; So that blessings still attended Him in shining armour bright: By the sword he purchased glory, Which the world can never stain, Though he, by a rebel Tory, Was in sharp battle slain. He in warlike flaming fire, Salamander-like did live; Nothing did he more desire Than a...