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Old Scottish PROPHECIES.
I.
SCOTLAND be ſad now, and lament
thy child, whom thou haſt loſt;
Bereft of kings ſalſly undone
by thine unkindly hoſt.
II.
Alas! the free is bound become,
and deceit is thy fall:
The falſhood of the Britiſh race
has brought thee into thrall.
III.
The grave of the moſt noble prince
to all it great regret;
Not ſubject to law, who doth leave
the kingdom and eſtate,
IV.
O anguiſh great! where every kind,
and ages doth lament;
Whom bitter death has ta'en away,
ſhall Scotland ſore repent.
V.
Lately a land of rich increaſe
a nation ſtout and true,
Has loſt their former dear eſtate,
which they did hold of due.
VI.
By hard conflict, and by the chance
of mobile's fortune's force,
Thy hap, and thy proſperity,
is turned into worſe.
