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If I do break my Vow, quoth she,

While I remain alive,
May never thing I take in hand,

Be seen at all to thrive.

This passed on for two Month's space,

And then this Maid began To settle Love and liking too

Upon another Man: Ferman, who a Widower was,

Her Husband needs must be,
Because he was of greater Wealth,

And better in Degree.
Her vows and Promise lately made

To Bateman she deny'd ;
And in Despight both him and his,

She utterly defy'd,
Well then, quoth he, if it be so,

will me forsake,
And like a false and forsworn Wretch

Another Husband take,
Thou shalt not live one quiet Hour,

For, surely I shall have
Thee either alive or Dead

When for thy fake in Grave.
Thy faithless Mind thou shalt repent

Therefore be thou assured,
Then for thy fake thou hear's Report,

What torments I endur'd.
But mark how Bateman, dy'd for Love,

And finished his Life,
That very Day she marry'd was,

And made old Ferman's Wife,
For with a strangling Cord, God wot,

Great Moan was made therefore,
He hang'd himself in desperate Sort,

Before the Bride's own Door.


Whereat such Sorrow pierc'd her Heart,

And troubled sore her Mind, That she could never after that

One Day of Comfort find; And wheresoever she did go,

Her Fancy did surmise, Young Bateman's pale and ghastly Ghost

Appear'd before her Eyes. When she in Bed at Night did lye

Betwixt her Husband's Arms, In hope thereby to sleep and rest,

In Safety without Harms; Great Cries and grievous Groans she heard

A Voice that sometimes cry'd,
O thou art she that I must have,

I will not be deny'd.
But she now being big with Child,

Was for the Infant's sake,
Preserved from the Spirit's Power,

No Vengeance could it take.
The Babe unborn did safely keep,

As God appointed so,
His Mother's Body from the Fiend,

That sought its Overthrow.
But being of her Burthen eas'd,

And safely brought to Bed,
Her Care and Grief began anew,

And farther Sorrow bred :
And of her Friends she did intreat,

Desiring them to stay,
Out of the Bed, quoth she, this Night

I shall be borne away.
Here comes the Spirit of my Love,

With pale and ghaftly Face,
Who till he bear me hence away,

Will not depart this place.

Alive or Dead I'm his by Right,

And surely he will have,
In spight of me and all the World,

What I by Promise gave.

O watch with me this Night I pray,

And see you do not sleep,
No longer than you keep awake,

My Body can you keep.
All promised to do their best,

Yet nothing could suffice,
At middle of the Night to keep,
Sad Slumber from their Eyes.

So being all full fast asleep,

To them unknown which way,
The Child-Bed Woman that woeful Night

From thence was borne away;
And to what Place no Creature knew,

Nor to this Day can tell ;
As strange a Thing as ever yet

In any Age befel.
You Maidens that would happy prove,

And would good Husbands chuse,
The Man whom you did vow to love,

By no Means do refuse.
For God that hears all secret Oaths,

Will dreadful Vengeance take,
On such that of a wilful Vow

Do Nender Reckoning make.

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XXXVIII. The Suffolk Miracle : Or,

A Relation of a Young Man, who a Month after his Death appear'd to his Sweetheart, and

carry'd her

Horseback behind him for forty Miles in two Hours, and

never seen after but in his Grave.



To the Tune of, My Bleeding Heart, &c.

Wonder stranger n'er was known

Than what I now shall treat upon,
In Suffolk there did lately dwell,
A Farmer rich, and known full well.


He had a Daughter fair and bright,
On whom he placed his whole Delight ;
Her Beauty was beyond compare,
She was both Virtuous and Fair,

There was a young Man living by,
Who was so charmed with her Eye,
That he could never be at rest.
He was by Love so much possest :


He made Address to her, and the, Did grant him Love immediately ; But when her Father came to hear, He parted her, and her poor Dear :

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Forty Miles distant was she sent,
Unto his Brother's, with Intent
That she should there so long remain,
Till she had chang'd her Mind again.

Hereat this Young Man fadly griev'd,
But knew not how to be reliev'd;
He sigh'd and sob’d continually,
That his true Love he could not see.

She by no Means could to him fend,
Who was her Heart's espoused Friend ;
He figh'd, he griev'd, but all in vain,
For the confin'd must still remain.

He mourn'd so much, that Doctor's Art
Could give no Ease unto his Heart,
Who was so strangely terrified,
That in short time for Love he dy’d.

She that from him was sent away,
Knew nothing of his Dying-day,
But constant still she did remain,
And lov'd the Dead, altho' in vain.

After he had in Grave been laid
A Month or more, unto this Maid
He came in middle of the Night,
Who joy'd to see her Heart's Delight.
Her Father's Horse, which well she knew,
Her Mother's Hood and Safe-Guard too,
He brought with him, to testify,
Her Parents Order he came by.

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