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yed at Globe; For no man that can sing and say Was scared on St. Peter's day. _Oh sorrow, pitiful sorrow, and yet all this is true._[409] All you that please to understand, Come listen to my story; To see Death with his raking brand Mongst such an auditory; Regarding neither Cardinall's might, Nor yet the rugged face of Henry the eight. _Oh sorrow_, etc. This fearful fire began above, A wonder strange and _true_, And to the stage-house did remove, As round as taylor's clew, And burnt down both beam and snagg, And did not spare the silken flagg. _Oh sorrow_, etc. Out run the Knights, out run the lords, And there was great ado; Some lost their hats, and some their swords; Then out run Burbage, too. The reprobates, though drunk on Monday, Prayd for the fool and Henry Condy. _Oh sorrow_, etc. The periwigs and drum-heads fry Like to a butter firkin; A woeful burning did betide To many a good buff jerkin. Then with swolen eyes, like drunken Flemminges Distressed stood old stuttering Heminges. _Oh sorrow_, etc. [Footnote 408: Printed by Haslewood in _The Gentleman's Magazine_ (1816), from an old manuscript volume of poems. Printed also by Halliwell-Phillipps (_Outlines_, I, 310) "from a manuscript of the early part of the seventeenth century of unquestionable authenticity." Perhaps it is the same as the "Doleful Ballad" entered in the Stationers' Register, 1613. I follow Halliwell-Phillipps's text, but omit the last three stanzas.] [Footnote 409: Punning on the title _All is True_.] Ben Jonson, who saw the disaster, left us the following brief account: The Globe, the glory of the Bank, Which, though it were the fort of the whole parish, Flanked with a ditch, and forced out of a marish, I saw with two poor chambers taken in, And razed ere thought could urge this might have been! See the world's ruins! nothing but the piles Left--and wit since to cover it with tiles.[410] [Footnote 410: _An Execration upon Vulcan._] The players were not seriously inconvenienced, for they could shift to their other house, the Blackfriars, in the city. The owners of the building, however, suffered a not inconsiderable pecuniary loss. For a time they hesitated about rebuilding, one cause of their hesitat
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