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THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST.
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FROM Spey to the border,
Was peace and good order;
The sway of our Monarch was mild as the May;
Peace he adored,
Which South’rons abhorred;
Our marches they plunder, our wardens they slay,
Was peace and good order;
The sway of our Monarch was mild as the May;
Peace he adored,
Which South’rons abhorred;
Our marches they plunder, our wardens they slay,
’Gainst Louis, our ally,
Their Henry did sally,
Tho’ James, but in vain, did his heralds advance,
Renouncing alliance,
Denouncing defiance,
To South’rons if langer abiding in France.
Their Henry did sally,
Tho’ James, but in vain, did his heralds advance,
Renouncing alliance,
Denouncing defiance,
To South’rons if langer abiding in France.
Many were the omens,
Our ruin was coming,
E’er the flower of the nation were call’d to array:
Our King at devotion,
St. Andrew gave him caution,
And sigh’d as with sorrow he to him did say,—
Our ruin was coming,
E’er the flower of the nation were call’d to array:
Our King at devotion,
St. Andrew gave him caution,
And sigh’d as with sorrow he to him did say,—
Sir, in this expedition,
You must have ambition;
From the company of women you must keep away.
You must have ambition;
From the company of women you must keep away.
