Feb. 28. 1852.] 



NOTES AND QUERIES. 



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being sodainly stricken, his fingers ends being cut off, 

 and part of the arteries, he fell downe ; but yet he died 

 not, till being mangled with eight strokes in the necke, 

 and in the heade, he fulfilled most worthy martyr- 

 ■dome." — Stow's Annales, p. 458. 



Thus "barbarously" was the prelate murdered ; 

 the rebels then took his head, fastened it " on a 

 .pole, and set it on London bridge, in place where- 

 before stood the head of Sir John Minstar worth." 

 ilbid.) Stow proceeds to relate some more 

 particulars relative to the archbishop's history, 

 stating that " he builded the upper end," that is, I 

 conceive, the chancel " of St. Gregories Church at 

 Sudbury ; " and concludes his account by saying : 



" He was slaine as ye haue heard, and afterwards 

 buried in the Cathedral Church of Canterbury." — Ibid. 



Now Godwin, in his valuable work De Presu- 

 ■libus, states, that his body was buried under the 

 high altar of St. Dunstan's, Canterbury. But in 

 "Winkle's Cathedrals (London, 1836), vol. i. p. 38., 

 we find Stow's account corroborated ; for — 

 •" The monument of Archbishop Sudbury, who was 

 beheaded in 1381 [1382], is in the northern aisle, 

 nearly parallel with the altar ; it bears no effigy, but 

 is surmounted by a sumptuous canopy of very elegant 

 architectural design, but now much mutilated." 



Of course, the fact that his monument is in the 

 -cathedral, does not pi'ove that his body was buried 

 there. I shall be glad to learn from any of your 

 correspondents, what evidence there is for God- 

 win's assertion. Gostling, in his Walk in and about 

 the City of Canterbury (5th edit. Cant. 1804), 

 though he mentions the prelate's benefactions to 

 the cathedral (pp. 12. 79.), and his tomb (p. 220.), 

 does not state his place of sepulture. At p. 60., 

 however (note J), in a brief notice of St. Dun- 

 stan's Church, he says : \ 



" In a vault under the family chancel of Roper here 

 is kept a skull, said to be that of the great Sir Thomas 

 More ; it is in a niche of the wall, secured with an 

 iron grate, though some say his favourite daughter, 

 Margaret Roper, who lies here, desired to be buried 

 with it in her arms. The vault being full, was closed 

 up not many years since." 



This curious coincidence is at least worth noting. 

 I trust that the interest necessarily attaching to 

 any remains of so celebrated an historical person- 

 age, will prove a sufficient apology to your readers 

 for the length of this note. 



W. Sparrow Simpson, B.A. 



PARAPHRASE ON THE LORD 3 PRATER. 



The following paraphrase of the Lord's Prayer 

 may be worth printing with the Query, who was 

 its author ? I take it from the book of Mr. Walter 

 Everenden, among Mr. Frewen's MSS., where it 

 is ascribed to James I., whilst I believe that in a 



MS. book of ballads belonging to Mr. J. Patne , 

 Collier it is ascribed to Bishop Andrews. 



" By the Kings Majestie. 

 Yf any be distrest and fayne 



woulde gather 

 some comfort, let him hast 



unto - - - - Our Father 

 for we of hope and healpe 



are quite bereaven 

 except thou suckcour us - W^'' art in heaven 

 Thou shewest mercy, there- 

 for for the same 

 we praysse thee, singeing - hallowed be Thy name 

 of all our misseries cast up 



the sum ; 

 Shew us thy ioyes, and lett Thy kingdome come 

 Wee mortall are, and alter 



from our birth ; 

 Thou constant arte - - Thy will be done on earth 

 Thou madest the earth as 



well as planetts Seaven : 

 Thy name be blessed heere as 'tis in heaven 

 Nothing wee have to use, or 



debts to paye, 

 except thou give it us ' - give us this day 

 Wherewith to clothe us, 



wherewith to be fedd, 

 for without Thee we wante our daily breade 

 Wee want, but want no faults, 



for no day passes 

 But wee doe sinn - - forgive us our trespasses 

 Noe man from sinlng ever 



free did live 

 forgive us Lorde our sinns - as we forgive 

 Yf we repent our faults Thou 



ne're disdainest us 

 We pardon them - - y' trespasses agaynst us 

 forgive us that is past, a new 



path treade us 

 Direct us alwaies in thy fayth and leade us 

 Wee thine owne people and 



Thy chosen nation 

 into all truth, but - - not into temtatlon 

 Thou that of all good graces 



art the giver 

 Suffer us not to wander - but deliver 

 Us from the fierce assaults 



of worlde and divell 

 and flesh, so shalt thou free 



us ... - from all evil 



To these petitions let boath 



church and laymen 

 w"" one concent of hart and 



voyce say - - - Amen." 



■A Wm. Durrant Cooper. 



FOLK LORE. 



Suffolk Legend. — In the little village of Acton, 

 Suffolk, a legend was current not many years ago, 

 that on certain occasions, which, by the way, were 

 never accurately defined, the park gates were 



