A new ballad of King John and the abbot of Canterbury. To the tune of, The King and the Lord Abbot. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription B27227 of text R228941 in the English Short Title Catalog. 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. 6KB 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 B27227 Wing N564 Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.9[883] ESTC R228941 ocm99888055

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 eng Ballads, English -- 17th century. Broadsides -- England -- 17th century. eebo A new ballad of King John and the abbot of Canterbury. : To the tune of, The King and the Lord Abbot. n/a 1682 2 839 68 0 0 0 0 0 810.49 F The rate of 810.49 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the F category of texts with 100 or more defects per 10,000 words. 2014-06 Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2014-10 Sampled and proofread 2014-10 Text and markup reviewed and edited 2015-03 Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
A New BALLAD of King John and the Abbot of Canterbury . ●o the Tune of , The King and the Lord Abbot .

With Allowance ,

Ro . L' Estr●ng● .

woodcut of king
woodcut of gentleman

ILe tell you a Story ; a Story anon , Of a noble Prince & his Name was King Iohn . 〈…〉 he was a Prince , and a Prince of great might , He held up great Wrongs , he put down grea●●ight , Derry down , down hey derry down . I le tell you a Story , a Story so merry , Concerning the Abbot of Canterbury , And of his House-keeping and high Renown . Which made him resort to fair London Town● . 〈…〉 down , 〈…〉 Father Abbot ? 't is told unto me , 〈…〉 a far better House then , 〈…〉 keeping and High Renown , 〈…〉 Treason against my ●rown I hope my Liege that you owe me nogrudge , For spending of my true gotten goods : If thou dost not answer me questions three , Thy head shall be taken from thy Body : Derry down , When I am set on my steed so high With my Crown of Gold upon my head , Amongst all my Nobility with joy and much mi●th Thou must tell me to one penny what I am worth Derry down , And the nevr Question you must not slout , How long I shall be riding the World about And the third Question thou must not shrink ; But tell to me truly what I do think : Derry down
O These are hard Questions for my 〈◇〉 ow wit , For I cannot answer your Grace as yet , But if you will give me but three days space I 'le do my endeavour to answer your Gra●e ; Derry down , down hey derry down . O three days space I will the give , For that is the longest day thou hast to live , And if thou dost not answer these questions right Thy head shall be taken from thy body qu●●e : Derry down , And as the Shepherd was going to his sold , H● spy'd the old Abbot come riding alone , How now Master Abbot ? you 'r Welcome home : What News have you brought from good K. John . Derry down . Sad news , sa●●●●ws , I have th●e to give , For I have but three days space for to live If I do not ●n●w●● him questions three , My head will be taken from my body Derry down When he is sa● on his Steed so high : With his Cr●●● of Gold upon his head , Among shall his Nobility with joy and much ●●●th I must tell him to one penny what he is worth ▪ Derry down . And the next question I must not slout , How long he shall be riding the World abo●● , And the third question thou must not shrink , But tell to him truly what he does think ; Derry down , O Master did you never hear it yet , That a Fool may learn a Wiseman wh● Lend ●e but your Horse & your apparel . I le 〈◇〉 to fair London and answer the Quarrel ▪ Derry down , Now I am set on my 〈…〉 high , With my Crown of G●ll● u●on my 〈…〉 Amongst all my Nobility with 〈…〉 Now tell me ●o one penny what I 〈…〉 Derry down , For thirty peace our 〈…〉 Amongst the false Iews 〈…〉 And nine and twenty's the worth of tha● , 〈◇〉 I think thou ●●t one penny 〈…〉 Derry down . And the next question 〈…〉 How long I shall be riding ●he 〈…〉 You must rise with the Sun , and ride with the s●redge Vntill the next morning he rises age 〈…〉 And then I am sure you will make no 〈…〉 But in twenty four hours you 'l ride 〈…〉 Derry down , And the third question you 〈…〉 But tell to me truly what I do think : All that I can do , and 't will make you merr● For you think i 'm the Abbot of Cant●rbury , But i 'm his poor Shepherd 〈◇〉 pouring see A●●●am come to beg pardon for he and for 〈…〉 Derry down , The King he turn'd him aboue and 〈…〉 Saying , thou shalt be the Abbot the 〈…〉 O●to my Grace , there is no such 〈…〉 , For I can neither Write 〈◇〉 Read ▪ Derry down , Then four pounds a week will I give 〈…〉 For this merry 〈◇〉 felt thou hast told un●●● And tell the old Abbot when thou co●est 〈…〉 , Thou hast brought him a pardon from good 〈…〉 Derry down , down hey , derry down .
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Printed for P. Breck●by at the Golden 〈…〉