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Or in the dungeons were shut close,
Where they their lives were like to lose,
Some got the gallows some the sea,
Some hang'd, some drown'd———that pleased me;
Earishal who serv'd me many a year,
And for my interest did appear;
He serv'd his 'prentiship below,
Then to the mountains he did go,
The Caneronians to defeat,
People whom I do greatly hate,
At Aird's moss he surpris'd that crew,
Cameron their champion he slew,
And desperately cut off his head,
Also his hands and made him bleed.
Then in great triumph he did go,
To Edinburgh with a great shew,
Much boasting that he had supprest
The cameronians in the west
He did produce the hands and head
Of Cameron whom he killed dead;
For which the council did him pay
A large reward without delay:
And I myself on him did smile
For that great action done in Kyle;
Because that he avenged me
Upon my stated enemy.
His kindness shall not be forgot
As long as my furnace is hot.
York, who great Charles did succeed,
He was my constant friend indeed
He was bred with me all his days,
And never from my laws did stray;
For he black Popery did profess,
In Scotland he set up the mass.
