|Share page||Visit Us On FB|
JOHN SPENSER, A CHESHIRE GALLANT
To the tune of in Slumbring Sleepe.
1 K Ind hearted men, a while geue eare and plainely He vnfold
The saddest tale that euer yet,
by mortall man was told. One Spenser braue, of Cheshire chiefe,
for men of braue regarde: Yet hee vnto his Countries griefe,
did good with ill reward.
2 At Acton neere Nantwich was borne
this man, so famde of all; Whose skill at each braue exercise,
was not accounted small: For beating of the war-like Drumme,
no man could him surpasse: For dauncing, leaping, and such like,
in Cheshire neuer was.
3 For shooting none durst him oppose,
hee would ayme so faire and right; Yet long he shot in crooked Bowes,
and could not hit the white: For striuing still more things to learne,
the more he grew beloued; No Shomaker but Spenser braue,
by women was so prooued.
4 Those qualities did draw his minde,
from reason quite and cleane, And vildly hee'd forsake his wife,
for the loue of euery Queane: By Women he maintayned was
in parill fine and braue,