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dyrectly crossing the hyghewaye unto Barnwell cawsey and Jesus Grene.

It. we fynde that the Kynges College hath taken in and inclosed Saynt Austens lane leadinge from the high streete unto the waterside, withoute recompense.

It. we fynde that the Queens College have taken in a pece of common ground commonlye called Goslinge grene withowte

recompense.

It. we fynde that ther is a nother pece lying withowt their pales and within the ryver that owght to be common.

It. we fynde that there is a pece of grownde landed at thende of John Thomas garden now in the tenure of Willm. Garlande taken owte of the common ryver paying therefore to the corporation of the towne xvid.

It. we fynde that Mr. Fanne hath in his hands a pece of Maris grownde nowe severalled whyche was common within these xvi yeres the rent is vijd.

It. we fynde that Mr. Osborne hath in his handes a lyke pece of Maris grownde whyche of late was common the rent whereof is lykewise yerely viid.

It. we fynde that one pece of common is inclosed now in the handes of Mr. Mores which hath been accustomed to lye common at Mydsomer.

It. we fynde one berne now in the tenure of Willm. Bradlye buylded on St. Thomas leale which was accustomed and owght to lye common at lamas.

It. we fynde that a ferme howse called cotton hall now in the tenure of Mr. Famme is dekayed and fell downe abowte xxti.

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yeres agon, not inhabyted and hath iiii acres of lande longinge therunto and is letton for vli. bye yere.

It. we fynde that beyonde Styrbrydge chappell Dytton men have pulled downe a brydge, stopped the water drowned the commons and so enter upon Cambridge common.

It. we fynde that Mistress Lacys of Barnwell hathe severed the lande and the shepe gate of her ferms, and that bayley Genings and John Bernes have done the lyke in ther fermes.

It. we fynde that Mr. Kymbalde hath walled and dyched upon the hyghwaye in Barnwell wherbye the seyd waye is myche straytened.

Mem. of a common balk throwe a pasture ground adjoyning net to Rutlands house in little St. Marys nowe inhabited bi R. Tomlynson which balke shulde be a weye to go to Thomas leyes and so forth on balkes to Jesus grene &c which pasture is nowe purchased bi the towne &c*.

* At this period many disturbances arose on account of the inclosures generally taking place, by which the lower classes considered themselves greatly injured. The following ballad, written at the time probably by some member of the university, is put into the mouth of JACK OF THE STYLE, the prototype of SWING THE RICKBURNER.-ED.

JAKE OF THE NORTHE BEYONDE THE STYLE SPEAKETH.

It is yet but a whyle

Sens that I Jacke of the style

Came forthe of the northe
I tell ye even the trothe,
Beyng shamefully blamed
Yea and gyltles dyffamyd.
For it was reportyd than
That here I had slayn a man;
That same shameful report
Causyd me for to resort
Evyn now hyther agayne
This truthe I tell playne.
It was never my dede
No, so God me spede.
For it was a sherman

That share nygh the brayn pan.
It war allmes he war slayne

For usyng
such a trayne,
For kyllyng of that pykerall
Makyng hym a funerall.

But than the bayles so wrought
Agayn was out bought
Redemyng agayne for nought
The myschieve that he had soughte,
In sleying that honest man
With a stroke of a fyre pan.
Now for that slaunders sake
Companye be night I take

And with all that I may make

Cast hedge and dyche in the lake
Fyxed with many a stake.
Though it war never so faste

Yet asondre it is wraste.

Thus I Jake do recompense

Ther naughty slawnderous offense,
Wher as they make me a murderer
And of death a furderer

I take God to witnes

I am of it guiltles

For as I am true speaker
I am but a Hedge-breaker.
I reporte me now owte

To these that be of my rowte
So bragge so bolde and stowte.
How sayest thou robbyn clowte
Is this nyght wele wroughte?

ROBBYN CLOWTE.

Yea syr withoute doughte
Be God that me boughte
It is as ye do saye
But Syr withowt delaye
Methought it but a playe
To see the stakes fast straye
Down into the raye

Smymmyng evermore awaye

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A LETTER FROM KING EDWARD'S VISITORS TO THE UNIVERSITY REQUIRING SUBSCRIPTION UPON TAKING DEGREES TO XLII ARTICLES OF RELIGION.

Ornatissimis viris duis Doct. Sandes ac Regentibus et non
Regentibus Achademia Cantabr. 4°. 1553, 1o. Junii 70.
Edu. VIti.

EQUUM EST ut qui se literarum studiis dediderunt et in veri inquisitione versantur, illius disciplinæ veritatem profiteantur quæ ad vivendum est utilissima et ad judicandum cum verbo dei

Saylyng towarde the castyll
Lyke as they would wrastryll
For superyoryte

Or ells for the meyraltie.

JAKE.

Truth now thou dost saye
It was evyn worthe a playe
To see the stakes jombling
And in the water tombling
And fast away they hyed
Lesse they shold ben spyed
And with a bote ben followyd

And with a serjeant arested
For to come to the Mayer

In all gudly affair

To be taken suspecyous
Or ells provyd felonyous
Accordinge unto their rate
Mayteyning thr potestate.
How sayst Tom of Trompyngton?

TOM OF TROMPINGTON.
For sothe syr down to Chesterton
Gret store of stakes be gone
Swymmyng thither one by one
Glad they have escapyd
And not of the bayles attached

Wherefore they hyed them hense
Paying yet no toll pence
Witnes Robyn with the red nose
And Benet with the blewe hose
And Fraunces few close
Ye affirme the same I suppose.

JAKE.

How sayeste Buntynge on the hyll
Hast not yet wrought thy fyll?

BUNTYNGE.

Syr I saye so mott I cheve

I would be thus wrought till eve.

JAKE.

Than I see at suche a bargonye
Thou woldyst erne monye largely.

BUNTYNGE.

Syr I think that this wyrke
Is as gud as to byld a kyrke
For Cambridges bayles trulye

Gyve yll example to the cowntrye
Ther comones lykewyses for to engrosse
And from poor men it to enclose.

M

convenientissima Cum autem in redintegranda religione multum diuque Regiæ Matis authoritate et bonorum atque eruditorum virorum judiciis sit elaboratum et de articulis quibusdam in synodo Londonensi ao. dni 1553 ad tollendam opinionum dis

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SIM SLATER.

This matar syr be god abowe
To speck playn is wele ynowe
Now shall I kepe styll my cowe
For Joye singe I Hey now ye nowe
The bayles thynke for to have all
I trust ons they wyll have a fall.

JAKE.

How sayst thou Harry Clowte? Thy bryches botom is torn owte.

HARRY CLOWTE.

Syr if that I speake myght I wold speak but the ryght Gud conscyence shold them move Ther neybors quietly to love And thus not for to wrynche The comons styl for to pynche To take into ther handes That be other mennes landes For it getteth them gret blame And I wys yet wylt not frame But ever encrese ther shame And loseth ther gud name Thus they to take such payne Whereas it is no gayne They may thinke yt playne To be to them a gret mayne So many nobles bestowyd And in the erthe so throwyde Of it so wastefully spente They maye chance now repente.

JAKE.

Repent man? So lett it be

Who wyll them pytte?

sentionem conclusum, equissimum judicavimus eosdem Regia authoritate promulgatos et omnibus episcopis ad meliorem dioceseos suæ administrationem traditos vobis etiam commendare et

That thus doth all encroche

To ther gret shame and reproche
Ever beyng to ther pore
Heavy grevous and sore.
To them that dyd withstande
Thos thinges they had in hande,
For some dyd never consente
To this monye thus spente
The comons thus to defraude,
To them it is gret lawede
Seyng they had a conscyence
Of that covetous pretence.
Wyll with the long whyp how sayst thou
How lykest thou thes dyches nowe?

WHYP WYLLIAM. Bylakyng syr it is a gud dede As it is to burye the dede Therfor now the lorde ye spede And acquyte ye in all your nede.

JAKE.

How sayst thou Hodge Hasteler? Thou lokest very like a wrasteler.

HODGE HASTELER.

Syr I have wrastlyd with the hedge
That my teth be on an edge
The stakes wer never so stowt
Yet ever I pluckyd them owte.

JAKE. Therefore Hodge I thee commende And I do now also pretende Thy famyliaritie for to have Bycause thou art a sturdy knave

Fyt to wer anordyn Jacke

And to lift up a wull packe

Wherwith oftymes my necke doth cracke.
And yow gud frendes every chone
I exhorte ye all in one

To passe home right shortlye
Lesse the bayleves do youe espye
Or ells sergeants with burbolts bryght
Chaunce at youe to have a flyghte.
Therfore eschew before daylyght
For tyll than they have no myght
And I thank ye all of your payne
Whansoever ye call I return agayne
Now hens will I to Stamford ryght
And ther will I tarry all this nyght
Fare wele gentle fryndes every chone.
By JACKE OF THE STYLE all this is
done

He observeth the tyme of the mone
Hys busynes therfor is dispatched sone
And commonly it taketh effecte
And from it he is not rejecte.

Thus do I Jacke of the style
Now subscrybe upon a tyle.

This I do and wyll do with all my myght For sclawnderyng me yet do I but ryght For common to the commons agayne I

restore

Wherever it hathe been yet common

before.

If agayne they enclose it never so faste
Agayne asondre it shall be wraste
They may be ware by that is paste
To make it agayne is but waste.

Far wele gentyll reader.

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