Full Account of the

SHOCKING MURDER

at Arlingham, near Gloucester, by

EDWARD BUTT,

upon the body of his sweetheart

ANN AMELIA SELINA PHIPPS

with the

full confession of the prisoner

You pretty maidens mourn with me,
As I relate a sad tragedy,
A shocking murder was done we hear,
At Arlington in Gloucestershire.

At Arlington, by the Severn side,
A fair young lady did reside,
In bloom of youth this damsel grew,
Until her age was twenty two.

Amelia Phipps was her name,
Edward Butt a farmer, courting came,
He wished she would be his bride,
But his suit of wedlock was denied.

His mind perplexed thro’ jealousy,
No other man’s bride should she be,
A solemn vow he did then make,
That he her life that night would take.

The time had come at close of day,
To hide himself he went straightaway,
In a plantation armed with a gun,
He fired and shot this lovely one.

From this act of murder he flew with speed,
O’erwhelmed with guilt at the horrid deed,
But from stern justice he could not fly,
And taken was right speedily.

In the county jail with troubled mind,
Edward Butt the murderer is confined,
Remorse and terror, will be his doom,
When the Assizes approaching come.

Of all the crimes on murder’s list,
None can be more bad than this,
A female young and maiden gay,
Now her sweet life was took away.

The feathered small birds on each tree,
No more she’ll hear their melody,
Their tuneful notes she cannot hear,
At Arlington, in Gloucestershire.

In the Old Church Yard by Severn side,
In a lonely tomb her body lies,
And ever think as time does roll,
O Amelia Phipps, “God rest her soul”.