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A song inspired by a print purchased in 1996. Groups of peasants from surrounding villages including Wymondham and Castle Acre attacked the house of the local tax collector, a man who was one of their own but who had found favour with his lord, and rose to a position of regional power as a collector of taxes. The tax collector’s name was John Reed, and the attack took place on 17th June 1381. Thus, the coincidences began.
lyrics
PAUPER’S SON
“Sheep devoured the human flesh”
Handed down by good King Death
Who took away the strongest serfs
And buried them deep beneath the earth
Labourers so left the land
And those remaining did command
For their good work a higher fee
From landowner and legatee
Engrossers knew their further wrath
Would see their hirelings, stick and cloth,
Take their sweat to higher ground
For pennies, shillings, English pounds.
And so, in 1381
They took their tools and set upon
The house of he who forced their plight
To earnestly assert their rights
Away, away, you pauper’s son
Take to your heels and run, run, run
You tax our land, you tax our corn
Away, away you pauper’s son
The damage caused was fifty pounds
But the villein’s court it handed down
Sentences so hesitant
Recipients thought them Heaven sent
The reins of power were switched around
As the poll collector licked his wounds
He’d pushed the people to the brim
Until the people turned on him
Away, away, you pauper’s son
Take to your heels and run, run, run
You tax our land, you tax our corn
Away, away you pauper’s son
Away, away, you pauper’s son
Take to your heels and run, run, run
You tax our land, you tax our corn
Away, away you pauper’s son
A beautiful and haunting EP. I hope Marjana continues to produce material like this, in addition to her work in iamthemorning and the newly-formed Maer collaboration with Anna Murphy. Eleventh Earl of Blah