The late Duke of Monmouth's lamentation the tune of, On the Bank of a River, or, Now now the fights done. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A49677 of text R15950 in the English Short Title Catalog (Wing L545). 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. 3 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 A49677 Wing L545 ESTC R15950 11849730 ocm 11849730 49916 2240857903

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Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A49677) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 49916) Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English books, 1641-1700 ; 500:9) The late Duke of Monmouth's lamentation the tune of, On the Bank of a River, or, Now now the fights done. 1 sheet ([2] p.) : ill. (woodcut) Printed for P. Brooksby ..., [London] : [1685?] Broadside. Caption title. Reproduction of original in British Library. eng Monmouth, James Scott, -- Duke of, 1649-1685. Broadsides -- England -- London -- 17th century eebo The late Duke of Monmouth's lamentation. The tune of, On the bank of a river, or; Now now the fights done. [no entry] 1685 1 435 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2007-12 Assigned for keying and markup 2008-01 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-03 Sampled and proofread 2008-03 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
THE late Duke of Monmouth's Lamentation . The Tune of , On the Bank of a River , Or ; Now now the Fights done .

THe World is ungrateful the People deceitful , Ambition and Pride our first Parents did choak it leads to high places as Slip'ry as Glasses , Their gilded pretences all vanish like smoak . Their fatal delusion Brought me to confusion I fall by those Powers I did justly provoke . Those Men of Sedition that nurst my Ambition And sooth'd up my Fancy with hopes of a Crown their fares are depending ▪ and must have an Ending , 'T is they ruin'd me and my former renown Seducers of Reason Made me commit Treason For which on the Block I lay my head down . My Grief I discover For those I brought over , And those in this Land I seduc'd to the Sin true Churchmen deni'd me the Gentry defyd me , With none but the Factious I favor did win this sorrowful sentence brings me to Repentance Vnfortunate Monmouth this Act to begin .
The Second Part , To the same Tune . THus my Allegiance was all disobedience the King of the West in those Parts they me call , Each Village and City was spoil'd without Pitty , The Kings better Subjects I brought into Thrall : But now such vile doing hath caused my ruin My Pride and Ambition must now have a Fall . The popular Bable and noise of the Rabble , It pleas'd meat first and did Nourish the Vice 'T was Pride and Vain-Glory did furnish the Story And gave to my after proceedings the Rise while that I did aspire t' fly higher and higher , Like th' generous Bird I was snar'd in a trice . All did me admire naught I could require , But the Royal Bounty did freely allow was of Royal standing had all at commanding And men of the highest Ranck to me did bow but I v'e taken ill measures and lost all those Treasures Poor Monmouth's thy Case is alter'd now . Ambition can't borrow One day , e're to morrow Poor Monmouth must lye in the silent dark Grave : let his sad conclusion be Traytors Confusion And dash them to Pieces as Rocks do the Waves , take warning you Traytors and all you Crown Haitors Your cunning designs your Heads shall not save .

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Printed for P. Brooksby at the Golden Ball in Pye-Corner .