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To the Revd. Dan. Watson at Pont=Eland. To the Care of the Revd Mr. Alderson of All=Saints, Newcastle. Revd. Sir According to your Request, and in Requital for the Imitation of Collin’s Complaint, wch I’ve receiv’d from you, I send you this of Chevy=Chace – And am Acton ) 1746 Sir Apr. 3d ) Your’s in Sincerity Jas Mulcaster The Drinking=Match God prosper long our noble King And likewise Eden=Hall; A dolefull Drinking=Bout I sing There lately did befall. To chace the Spleen with Cup & Can Duke Philip took his Way; Babes yet unborn shall never See Such drinking as that Day. The Stout and ever thirsty Duke A Vow to G-d did make His Pleasure within Cumberland three live=long Nights to take. Sir Musgrave too of Martindale A true and worthy Knight Eftsoons with him a Bargain made In Drinking to delight. The Bumpers swiftly past about, Six in a Hand went round, And with their calling for more Wine They made the Hall rebound. Now when these merry tydings reach’d The Earl of Harold’s Ears, Am I, quoth he, with a great Oath So Slighted by my Peers? Saddle my Horse, bring me by Boots, I’ll with them be right quick; And, Master Sheriff, come you too, We’ll fit them for this Trick. Lo! yonder doth Earl Harold come Did one at table say; ‘Tis well, reply’d the mettled Duke, How will he get away? When thus the Earl began, great Duke I’ll know how this did chance, Without inviting me, Sure this You did not learn in France. One of us two under the Board For this Affront shall lie; I know thee well, A duke thou art So some years hence may I. And trust me, Wharton, pity it were So much good Wine to Spill, As these Companions all may drink Ere they have had their fill. Let thou and I in Bumpers full This great Affair decide, Accurst be he, Duke Wharton said By whom it is deny’d. To Andrew’s and to Hotham Fair Many a Pint went round: And many a gallant Gentleman Lay Spuing on the Ground. When at the last the Duke espied He had the Earl secure, And ply’d him with a full pint=Glass Which laid him on the Floor. Who never Spoke more Words than these After he downwards Sunk; My worthy Friends, revenge my Fall Duke Wharton sees me drunk. Then with a groan Duke Philip held The Sick Man by the Joint, And Said, Earl Harold ‘Steed of thee Would I had drank that Pint. O Christ! my very Heart does bleed, And does within me Sink, For Surely a more Sober Earl Did never Swallow Drink. With that the Sheriff, in a Rage To see the Earl So Smit, Vow’d to revenge the dead drunk Peer Upon renown’d Sir Kit. Then Stept a gallant ‘Squire forth Of Visage thin and pale, Lloyd was his Name, and of Gang=hall Fast by the River Swale. Who said he would not have it told Where Eden River ran That unconcern’d he should sit by, So Sheriff I’m your Man. Full lustily and long they Swill’d Many a tedious Hour; Till like a Vessel over=fill’d It run upon the Floor. Then News was brought into the Room Where the Duke lay in Bed, How that his ‘Squire Suddenly Upon the Ground was laid. Ah! heavy News, Duke Philip Said, Cumberland Witness be; I have not any Toper more Of such Account as He. Like Tydings to Earl Harold came Within as Short a Space, How that his doughty Sheriff too Was tumbled from his place. Now god be with him, Said ye Earl, Since ‘twill no better be, I trust I have within my Town As drunken Knights as He. Of all the Number that there Sir Baynes he Scorn’d to yield; But with a Bumper in his Hand He stagger’d o’er the Field. Thus did the dire Engagement end, And each Man of the Slain, Was quickly carry’d off to Bed His Senses to regain. God Save the King the Church & State And bless the Land with Peace; And grant henceforth that Drunkenness ‘twixt Noblemen may cease. And also bless our royal Prince The Kingdom’s other Hope, And grant us Grace for to defy The Devil and the Pope.
Dated as 3rd April but in reply to letter of 4th July, so assumed to be a mistranscription from the original into the MS notebook