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Thou Stirling, the centre of all mischief in Scotland, thy king will brand thee: But the birth and baptism of a royal Son, whose name shall be Henry, this stands for thy glory.
The gloomy day, the year fifteen,
At Stirling-bridge it shall be seen
That troops chase hard on others heels,
When true Scots sons lost all their fiels.
At Falkirk and Bannockburn, on these fields shall be seen thousands of English souls. The proud English shall strive to conquer, but all in vain: it will be until an agreement shall be made, which will be little profit to Scotland, and make broils at home and abroad.
And thou Linlithgow, a Burgh of once renowned fame, shall be brought low by bribery and corruption: Thy universal Measure and Standard for Scotland, shall be in no esteem: but thy Wells of Water will still remain, and be much admired by strangers.
Likewise thou Barrowstounnesss, thy trade shall revive for a time; but Glasgow, thy support, will fail thee. There shall be a stream of water, on which thy Barks shall sail to the Clyde, will much damage thee.
O Edinburgh! once the glory of the Forth, thy Castle shall be inhabited often by strangers, and the country round will dread thy judges. Thy Courts shall be called in question by those who once made their nation tremble.
Thou Dalkeith and Leith, famous, the one for a Cromwell, and the other for a Monk,
