Mary Ambree
The Valorous Acts performed at Gaunt, By the brave Bonny Lass Mary AMbree, who in Revenge of her Loves death, did play her part most gallantly.
When captain courageous, whom death could not daunt
had roundly besieged the city of gaunt
And manly they marched by two and by three,
But the foremost in the battel was Mary Ambree.
Thus being enforced to fight with her Foes,
On each side most fiercely they seemed to close:
Each one fought for honor in every degree,
But, none so much as Mary Ambree.
When brave Serjeant Major was slain in the fight
Who was her own true love her joy and delight
She swore un revenged his blood should not be
Was not this a brave bonny lass mary Ambree.
She cloathed her self from the top to the toe,
With Buff of the bravest and seemly to show;
a fair shirt of Mae over that striped she
was not this a brave bonny lass Mary Ambree
A Helmet of proof she put on her head,
A strong armed sword she girt on her side;
A fair goodly Gauntlet on her side wore she,
Was not this a brave bonny lass Mary Ambree?
Then took she her Sword and her Target in hand
And called all those that would be of her band
To wait on her person there came thousands three,
Was not this a brave bonny Lass Mary Ambree.
The Drums and the Trumpets did sound out alarm
And many hundred did loose Leg and Arm;
And many a thousand she brought on her knee
Was not this a brave bonny Lass Mary Ambree.
The Sky then she filled with the smock of her shot
And her Enemies bodies with Bullets so hot,
For one of her own men a Score killed she,
Was not this a brave bonny Lass Mary Ambree.
And then her false Gunner did spoil her intent,
Her Powder and Bullets away he had spent
and then with her weapon she slasht them three,
was not this a brave bonny Lass Mary Ambree.
Then took she her Castle where she did abide,
Her Enemies besieg’d her on every side!
To beat down her Castle walls they did agree,
And all for to overcome Mary Ambree.
Then took she her Sword and her Target in hand
And on her Castle walls stoutly did stand;
So daring the Captains, to march any three,
O what a brave Captain was Mary Ambree.
At her then they smiled, not thinking in heart,
That she could have performed so valarous a part;
The one said to the other, we shortly shall see
This gallant brave captain before us to flee.
Why what do you think or take me to be?
unto these brave Soldiers so valiant spoke she:
A Knight Sir of England and Captain (quoth they)
Whom shortly we mean to take prisoner away.
No Captain of England, behold in your sight,
Two Breasts in my bosom, and therefore no Knight
No Knight Sir of England nor Captain quoth she,
But even a poor bonny lass Mary Ambree.
But art thou a woman as thou dost declare,
THat hath made us thus spend our armour in War;
The like in our lives we never did see,
And therefore we’l honor brave Mary Ambree.
The Prince of great Parma heard of her renown,
Who long ad advanced for Englands fair Crown,
In token he sent for a Globe and a Ring,
And said she should be his Bride at his wedding.
Why what do you think or take me to be,
Though he be a Prince of great dignity;
It shall never be said in England so free,
That a stranger did marry with Mary Ambree.
Then unto fair England she back did return,
Still holding the Foes of brave England in scorn;
In Valour no Man was every like she,
Was Not this a brave bonny Lass Mary Ambree,
In this Woman’s praises I’ll here end my Song,
Whose heart was approved in valour most strong;
Let all sorts of people whatever they be,
Sing forth the brave valeurs of Mary Ambree.
EBBA ID Number: 36066
EBBA ID Number: 33916
EBBA ID Number: 35912
EBBA ID Number: 33948
ECCO Gale Document Number: CW3310735323
EEBO Proquest ID Number: 2240862822
Proquest ID Number: 2240869990
ESTC Citation Number: T206965
ESTC Citation Number: R234328
ESTC Citation Number: T206965,N23075
ESTC Citation Number: R235558,R236061
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