AN ACCOUNT Of what passed at the EXECUTION OF Sir Will. Parkyns, and Sir Joh. Friend, At Tyburn, on Friday, April 3d. 1696.  
THE Prisoners being drawn in a Sledge from Newgate to the Place of Execution, were permitted to have the Assistance of Three Ministers of their own choosing; Viz. Mr. Collyer, Mr. Cook, and Mr. Snet.  Sir W. Parkyns came first up into the Cart, and had some private Discourse with one of the Ministers. Sir W. Parkyns. 
When must I deliver my Paper?  Minister. 
When all is over.  Then the Executioner went to put the Rope about Sir W. Parkyn's Neck. Sir W. Parkyns. 
May not I Pray before it be put on?  Executioner. 
Yes, Sir if you please.  Then Sir J. Friend came into the Cart; and the Ministers and Prisoners all kneeling down, Mr. Cook red some Prayers out of the Morning-Prayer, and the Office for Visitation of the Sick: And then the Ministers standing up, asked them whether they were in Charity with all the World? And if they had offended any, whether they did ask them forgiveness? And whether they did desire the Absolution of the Church? Upon their Answer that they did, they laid their Hands upon their Heads, and Mr. Cook pronounced the Absolution, which ended in these words: And by His Authority committed to me, I absolve thee from all thy Sins, In the Name of the Father, &c. Sir W. Parkyns. 
When are we to deliver our Papers?  Minister. 
Now, if you please.  Mr. Sheriff. 
Take what time you please, Sir, for your Devotions, we will wait your leisure.  Then the Two Prisoners continued in their private Prayers, Sir W. Parkyns making use of the Prayers in the Whole Duty of Man, and Sir J. Friend red some Prayers out of a Written Paper; and afterwards Sir W. Prakyns delivered to the Sheriffs a Paper. Mr. Sheriff. 
If you require any more time, you shall have it. You say this is your Paper?  Sir Will. Parkyns, 
Yes Sir, and I desire you to dispose of it as you think sit.  Mr. Sheriff. 
Have you any thing to say, by way of Confession or Denial, of the Fact for which ye came hithe● to Suffer?  Sir Will. Parkyns. 
What I think fit to say, is contained in that Paper.  Mr. Sheriff. 
If you desire more time, you may have it; you shall have your Liberty.  Then Sir J. Friend held a Paper up. Mr. Sheriff. 
What do you say, Sir John?  Sir J. Friend. 
Sir, Here is a Paper, I desire it may be Printed: For I came here to die, and not to make a Speech; but to die, and to resign myself to God; and I desire it may be Printed for all People to see it. And I have no more to say, but to beg of God to receive my Soul; I resign my Soul to him.  Mr. Sheriff. 
The Lord have Mercy upon you.  Sir J. Friend. 
I hope the Lord will have Mercy on me.  Mr. Sheriff. 
Sir John, If you desire any more time, you shall have it; we will wait on you with great willingness.  Sir J. Friend. 
I thank you Sir. Mr. Sheriff, I desire the Cart may not be too hasty to go away, till we give a sign.  Mr. Sheriff. 
You shall have your own time; take your time, communicate you own Sign, and the Cart shall not go before.  Then the Ropes were tied about them. Sir J. Friend. 
I have no Animosity against any Man, I freely forgive all, and I hope God for Christ's sake will forgive me.  Then their Caps were put on. Sir J. Friend. 
My Saviour had a Crown of Thorns for me; the Lord receive my Soul, The Lord have Mercy upon me.  Then the Executioner asked them both forgiveness; and they answered, We freely forgive you. Sir J. Friend. 
Will not the things lie in my way?  Executioner. 
I will remove them. If you please, tell me when I may pull your Caps over your Eyes.  Prisoners. 
When you will.  Sir Will. Parkyns. 
The Lord receive my Spirit. Executioner, had I best hold up my Legs, or stand in the Cart when it goes away?  Executioner. 
It is best to stand, Sir, I think.  Sir Will. Parkyns. 
But then my Feet will hang in the Cart.  Executioner. 
If you please, give me notice when you will have the Cart go away.  Sir J. Friend. 
Stretch forth thy Arms, O Lord, and receive my Soul! O Lord, for thy Son's sake receive my Soul, and carry it into Heaven, I beseech thee. Executioner, when we knock, go away.  And after a few Ejaculations, they gave the Sign, and the Cart drew away. They both of them gave Money to the Executioner; and having hung above half an hour, being a considerable time after they were dead, they were cut down and quartered according to the Sentence.  

LONDON, Printed for Richard Baldwin, near the Oxford Arms in Warwicklane. 1696.