A dolefull ditty, or sorowfull sonet of the Lord Darly, sometime king of Scots, neuew to the noble and worthy King Henry the eyght and is to be song to the tune of blacke and yellowe. H. C. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A17450 of text S3010 in the English Short Title Catalog (STC 4270.5). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 7 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2018 A17450 STC 4270.5 ESTC S3010 29677433 ocm 29677433 28070 2240919146

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A17450) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 28070) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1475-1640 ; 1861:32) A dolefull ditty, or sorowfull sonet of the Lord Darly, sometime king of Scots, neuew to the noble and worthy King Henry the eyght and is to be song to the tune of blacke and yellowe. H. C. 1 sheet ([1] p.). Imprinted at London by Thomas Gosson dwelling in Paternoster Rowe, next to the signe of the Castell, [London] : [1579?] In verse. Date of publication suggested by STC (2nd ed.) Reproduction of original in the Society of Antiquaries. eng Darnley, Henry Stuart, -- Lord, 1545-1567 -- Poetry. Riccio, David, 1533?-1566 -- Poetry. Ballads, English -- 16th century. Broadsides -- London (England) -- 16th century. eebo A dolefull ditty, or sorowfull sonet of the Lord Darly, sometime king of Scots, neuew to the noble and worthy King Henry the eyght H. C 1579 1 1213 6 0 0 0 0 0 49.46 D The rate of 49.46 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 2003-04 Assigned for keying and markup 2003-05 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2003-08 Sampled and proofread 2003-08 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2003-10 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A Dolefull Ditty , or sorowfull Sonet of the Lord Darly , sometime King of Scots . Neuew to the Noble and worthy King , King Henry the eyght , and is to be song to the tune of blacke and yellowe . MY hand and pen proceede to write , A wofull tale to tell : My pen it cannot halfe indite , Alas how it befell . Wo worth the man that Treason first This thing did take in hande , Of all mens mouthes they may be curst , Throughout this English land . wo worth wo worth wo worth them all wo worth to them I say : wo worth wo worth wo worth them all wo worth to them alway . As it befell to Lord Darly , Whose friendes they may all rew , That euer he on Scotland ground , Or any place thereof kn●w . The Queene of Scots a letter sent , With it a hart and Ring , Desiring him to come to her , And she would make him king . Wo worth . &c. He thought it was a Courteous deed , So noble a Queene as she , Would marry him , and make him king , Whereto he did agree . When first in Scotland that he went , He was discreete and sage : And when in hand he tooke to rule , But twentie yeares of age . Wo worth . &c. The garde of Sco●lande he did leade , With all his noble trayne ▪ And ruled Scotland vertuously , While life he did sustayne . But listen now and giue good ●are , To heare what chaunce befell . For as the prouerbe olde doth go Gold may be bought to well . Wo worth . &c. So did this noble Lord Darly , When England he forsooke : Wh●n that in Scotland first he went , The rule thereof he tooke . There dwelt a straunger in the court , Sinior Dauid calde by name , He was the first that went about , This Treason vile to frame . Wo worth . &c. And chamberlayn he was to the Queen , Who preferde him wondrous well , As all the Lordes in Court behealde , Which causde their heartes to swell , Against this Dauid grudged the king , A quarrell was pickt for the nonce , Within the chamber there was drawn , Twelue Daggers all at once . Wo worth . &c. Some of the Lords tooke the kings part And some tooke his certayne , Two Daggers he had at his hart , And so Dauid was slayne . And when the Queen hard of this news she sore began to weepe , And made a vowe and oth certayne , That she did meane to keepe . Wo worth . &c. That in a tweluemonth and a day , She would not pleased be : Because that Dauid so was slayne , With such great crueltie . The twelue moneth and a day expyrde , A meeting there should be , By all the Lordes it was agreede , with great solemnitie . Wo worth . &c At Rocksborow Castle there , this king and Queene should meete , And be made friendes as earst they were Some Lordes the same did seeke . Three wights conspired the kings death Whose names are all well knowne . For which alas the people in The countrey made great mone . Wo worth . &c. The wightes which this treason began , for to destroy the king , They tooke with them Gonpouder then , the chamber they w●nt in . And to them close they shut the dore , For feare of being spide , They strawed the pouder round about , Full thick on euery side . Wo worth . &c. And thereon strewed rushes greene , to hide the powder withall , Because they would not haue it seene , Nor nothing smelt at all . The banquet then prepared is , They suppe and drinke the wine , The king ( alas ) knew not of this , The which was wrought that time . Wo worth . &c. And after supper they did talke , to passe away the time , And euery man his fancie spake , As best did please his minde , Some men with Siniour Dauid heald , The king then in a rage : Up to his chamber went straight way , none with him but a page . Wo worth . And when he came the Chamber in , the Page began to tell : You are betrayde O noble king , for pouder I doe smell . O flee from hence haste you away , and I on you will waight , The king that hearing presently , Leapt out the window straight . Wo worth . &c. One of them stoode vnder the window and tooke him in his arme , Saying who art thou , O man feare not , For thou shalt haue no harme , I am an English man quoth he , Of Scotland I am king , King Henry once myne Uncle was , Which was of England King , Wo worth . &c. I know thee well quoth one of them , For that thou shalt fare the worse , That euer thou sluest the Chamberlayn , that day thou sure shalt curse , For looke what frendship thou didst shew the Chamberlayne vnto : The like also to thee I am , Now minded for to do . Wo worth . &c Two of them tooke the king straight way And bound him foote and hand , On a pearetree in the orcharde , this noble king they hangde , And when the Queen hard of this news . She sore weapt for the king , Peace Madame quoth the Lord Iamie , you do but fayn this thing , wo worth . For why quoth she though he were yong , none was more meete then he , To haue worn the crowne for his linage He came of high degree . But now I wish my chamberlayne , Had hanged in his roome : So that the king aliue had bene , For to haue worn the Crowne . wo worth . &c. Thus hath this noble king alas , His life lost as you heare : Therefore I say and will doe still , He did buy Gold to deare . God graunt good Lord with hart I pray Our noble Queene to guide , And graunt that neuer traytours false , about her highnesse bide . wo worth wo worth wo worth them al wo worth to them I say : wo worth wo worth wo worth them all wo worth to them alway . Finis . H. C.

Imprinted at London by Thomas Gosson dwelling in Paternoster Rowe , next to the signe of the Castell .