{"product_id":"2940016047058","title":"Woodstock: A Fiction and Literature Classic By Sir Walter Scott! AAA+++","description":"Excerpt:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTHE WOODSTOCK SCUFFLE; or, Most dreadfull apparitions that were lately seene in the Mannor-house of Woodstock, neere Oxford, to the great terror and the wonderful amazement of all there that did behold them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt were a wonder if one unites, And not of wonders and strange sights; For ev'ry where such things affrights Poore people,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThat men are ev'n at their wits' end; God judgments ev'ry where doth send, And yet we don't our lives amend, But tipple,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAnd sweare, and lie, and cheat, and--, Because the world shall drown no more, As if no judgments were in store But water;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut by the stories which I tell, You'll heare of terrors come from hell, And fires, and shapes most terrible For matter.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt is not long since that a child Spake from the ground in a large field, And made the people almost wild That heard it,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOf which there is a printed book, Wherein each man the truth may look, If children speak, the matter's took For verdict.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut this is stranger than that voice, The wonder's greater, and the noyse; And things appeare to men, not boyes, At Woodstock;\u003cbr\u003eWhere Rosamond had once a bower, To keep her from Queen Elinour, And had escap'd her poys'nous power By good-luck,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut fate had otherwise decreed, And Woodstock Manner saw a deed, Which is in Hollinshed or Speed Chro-nicled;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut neither Hollinshed nor Stow, Nor no historians such things show, Though in them wonders we well know Are pickled;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eFor nothing else is history But pickle of antiquity, Where things are kept in memory From stinking;\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich otherwise would have lain dead, As in oblivion buried, Which now you may call into head With thinking.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe dreadfull story, which is true, And now committed unto view, By better pen, had it its due, Should see light.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBut I, contented, do indite, Not things of wit, but things of right; You can't expect that things that fright Should delight.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eO hearken, therefore, hark and shake! My very pen and hand doth quake! While I the true relation make O' th' wonder,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhich hath long time, and still appeares Unto the State's Commissioners, And puts them in their beds to feares From under.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThey come, good men, imploi'd by th' State To sell the lands of Charles the late. And there they lay, and long did waite For chapmen.","brand":"BDP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47101150953712,"sku":"2940016047058","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940016047058_p0.jpg?v=1763628247","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940016047058","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}