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GARDYNE'S 
 
 GARDEN OF GRAVE AND GODLIE FLOWERS 
 
 SONNETS, ELEGIES, AND EPITAPHS. 
 
A GARDEN 
 
 GRAVE AND GODLIE FLOWERS, 
 
 By ALEXANDER GAEDYNE. 
 
 THE THEATRE OF SCOTISH KINGS, 
 
 By ALEXANDER GARDEN, 
 
 PROFESSOR OF PHILOSOPHY. 
 TOGETHER WITH 
 
 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS, 
 
 By JOHN LUNDIE, 
 
 PROFESSOR OF HUMANITY IN THE UNIVERSITY OF ABERDEEN. 
 
 EDINBURGH: 
 
 PRINTED FOR THE ABBOTSFORD CLUB. 
 
 M.DCCC.XLV. 
 
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EDINBURGH : PRINTED BY T. CONSTABLE, 
 PRINTER TO HER MAJESTY. 
 
PRESENTED 
 
 THE PRESIDENT AND MEMBERS 
 
 2T^e ^bfcotsforlr ©lufc 
 
 JOSEPH WALTER KING EYTON. 
 
 ELGIN VILLA, LEAMINGTON, 
 ikplemler 1845. 
 
 M530802 
 
 
 &- 
 
THE ABBOTSFORD CLUB, 
 
 SEPTEMBER— M.DCCC.XLV. 
 
 Right Hon. JOHN HOPE, Lokd Justice-Clerk 
 
 Right Hon. The Earl of Aberdeen. 
 
 Adam Anderson, Esquire, Solicitor-General. 
 
 David Balfour, Esquire. 
 5 Charles Baxter, Esquire. 
 
 Robert Blackwood, Esquire. 
 
 Bindon Blood, Esquire. 
 
 Beriah Botfield, Esquire, M.P. 
 
 James Burn, Esquire. 
 10 Hon. Henry Cockburn, Lord Cockburn. 
 
 John Payne Collier, Esquire. 
 
 Thomas Constable, Esquire. 
 
 James Crossley, Esquire. 
 
 James Dennistoun, Esquire. 
 15 John Dunn, Esquire. 
 
 Joseph Walter King Eyton, Esquire. 
 
 Hon. John Hay Forbes, Lord Medwyn. 
 
 Hon. James Ivory, Lord Ivory. 
 
 Hon. Francis Jeffrey, Lord Jeffrey 
 
20 James Kinnear, Esquire. 
 
 George Ritchie Kinloch, Esquire. 
 
 David Laing, Esquire. 
 
 Henry Liddell, Esquire. 
 
 James Lucas, Esquire. 
 25 John Whitefoord Mackenzie, Esquire. 
 
 Alexander Maconochie, Esquire. 
 
 James Maidment, Esquire. 
 
 William Henry Miller, Esquire. 
 
 Rev. James Morton, B.D. 
 30 Robert Nasmyth, Esquire. 
 
 Robert Pitcairn, Esquire. 
 
 Right Hon. The Earl of Powis. 
 
 John Robertson, Esquire. 
 
 Andrew Rutherfurd, Esquire, M. P. 
 35 Erskine Douglas Sandford, Esquire. 
 
 John Smith, Esquire, LL.D. 
 
 William B. D. D. Turnbull, Esquire. 
 
 Edward Vernon Utterson, Esquire. 
 
 Patrick Warner, Esquire. 
 40 Riffht Hon. Sir George Warrender, Bart. 
 
 Creasurer, 
 
 James Macknight, Esquire. 
 
 g>ttrttnvy, 
 
 Theodore Martin, Esquire. 
 
ORDER OF THE VOLUME. 
 
 I— PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 II.— GARDYNE'S GARDEN OF GRAVE AND GODLIE FLOWERS. 
 III.— NOTES TO GARDYNE'S GARDEN OF GRAVE AND GODLIE FLOWERS. 
 IV.— GARDEN'S THEATRE OF SCOTISH KINGS. 
 
 V.— LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 Having been requested by my friend, Mr. Eyton, to select and prepare 
 for him, as his contribution to the Abbotsford Club, a volume likely 
 to be acceptable to the members, either from intrinsic merit, or eximious 
 curiosity ; I have certainly accomplished the alternative, by presenting 
 to them, in the following pages, a faithful reprint of two small poetical 
 volumes, of which the one is quite unique, and the other of uncommon 
 occurrence. At first sight — with some of my literary acquaintance — 
 I conceived the two works, in consequence of a singular similarity of 
 style, to have proceeded from the pen of one individual ; although a dis- 
 crepancy in the spelling of their names appeared in the title pages. A 
 closer examination may prove this primary supposition to be erroneous ; 
 I have, however, kept them together, both from that aforesaid coinci- 
 dence of style, and because their authors were at least cotemporaries 
 and fellow townsmen. 
 
 The original of the first of these reprints — " A Garden of Grave and 
 Godlie Floures" &c, is a small quarto, without pagination, signature 
 M. 1. "Edinburgh, printed by Thomas Finlason, 1609," in the possession 
 of Robert Pitcairn, Esq. It is the only copy known to exist, and has 
 escaped the notice of every bibliographer, in like manner as its author 
 has perished in oblivion. A MS. memorandum on the title and second 
 
x PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 page, " Ex libris Gulielmi Guilde," indicates it to have been formerly in 
 the library of Dr. William Guild, one of the ministers of Aberdeen, 
 afterwards Principal of King's College there. This library he bequeath- 
 ed to the University of St. Andrews.* 
 
 Of its author, nothing can with certainty be traced. The title merely 
 states the " Garden" to have been "planted, polished, and perfected by 
 Mr. Alexander Gardyne." I am disposed to the belief that he was an 
 advocate of Aberdeen, 1st, from the dedication of his " lurid, sad, and 
 Thanatik Theams" to the Lords of the Privy Council and College of 
 Justice, and 2d, from the following lines to the memory of Bishop For- 
 bes, signed as such, the style of which closely tallies with the inflated 
 and barbarous crudities of the northern euphuism so strangely " per- 
 fected" in the " Garden." The difference in the orthography of the 
 names seems easily thereby reconciled. 
 
 SACRAT 
 
 to the Immortal and Blessed Me- 
 m0rd3 of that honourable and 
 Reverend Father 
 PATRICKE 
 late Bishop of Aberdene, Chan- 
 cellar and Restorer of the Vniver- 
 sitie there ; 
 
 ONE OF HIS MAJESTEE'S MOST HONOURABLE PrIVLE 
 COUNSELL, &C 
 
 Who departed this present life upon 
 the 28 of March, 1635. 
 
 * This sturdy Protestant was born at Aberdeen in 1586, and died in 1657. His works, 
 chiefly controversial, are noticed in Watt's Biblioiheca Britannica. Along with bequests to 
 Marischal College, Aberdeen, and the College of Edinburgh, the collection of books which 
 Guild left to St. Andrews wa3 of considerable extent : " Copiosam suam Bibliothecam," says 
 Smith in his " Commemoratio Benefactorum Academi® MarischallanaD Abredonensis," 
 Aberd. 1702, 4to, pp. 31. 
 
PREFATORY REMARKS. xi 
 
 EPITAPH. 
 
 I. 
 
 You sacrad Swans, that in Shilodh swim, 
 And dip in Dew Divine your candid Quills ; 
 Which Great Jehovah, El, and Elohim, 
 In Silver Showrs, and Lectean Streames, distills, 
 From Sacred Sion, and from Hermon Hills, 
 
 Lend me some lurid Lines, and wofull Verse, 
 
 To honour this most Honour- worthies Herse. 
 
 Whose Concave keepes, inclosed, and confynd, 
 The mortall Moold of a most matchlesse Man : 
 The Manor late of his immortall Mynd, 
 With all great gifts, and Graces, garnisht then, 
 Now in a Sege Caslestiall inshrynd : 
 
 Whose wondrous Worthinesse so playne appear'd, 
 
 That Wisdome wondred, and the World admir'd. 
 
 What Part perexcellent did anie Sperit, 
 Of his Condition, Qualitie, and Case, 
 Possesse, expresse, here practize, and inherite ; 
 But that this Great DIVINE, with wondrous Grace, 
 And Pow'r-perswading, proov'd in everie Place ? 
 
 Most evidentlie, exquisite, and wyse ; 
 
 UnparalleU'd here PRELATE PATRICK lyes. 
 
 II. 
 Our holie HELIE is inhumed heere ; 
 A pious Prelate, prudent, sans a Piere : 
 So soundlie sage, so solid, and sublime, 
 That Pennes vnpolisht never shall exprime. 
 So wyselie wyse, wrought with the Word Divine, 
 That Faculties profound can not define. 
 Perfectlie polisht in the precious parts, 
 Of all the humane, and the heavenlie Arts ; 
 That perfect did (if that Perfection can 
 Heere bee immured) in a mortall Man : 
 Who proov'd a Patterne to the Pastors all, 
 Conformlie that before the Altar fall, 
 
xii PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 And doe divinelie worship (as the Word 
 
 Clearlie commands) the Ever-living Lord, 
 
 His Sentences so sage, so sweet, and calme, 
 
 Flow'd from him flowantlie, like Floods of Balme 
 
 His Proaves and his Pedigree, I passe, 
 
 That honourahle and ev'r vorthie was. 
 
 Yet vnto them, and vnto all this Land, 
 
 His Lyfe lent Light, and as a Starre did stand : 
 
 Praeshyning still, and with so solemne Show, 
 
 That all the World his Christian carriage know. 
 
 Vnto the poynct and period wherein 
 
 His Soule ascended from this Sinke of Sinne : 
 
 While softlie hreathing, from his Breast, his Breath, 
 
 He sleeped sweetlie, as disdayning Death : 
 
 And vith vs left an Ever-living Fame ; 
 
 A notable Renowme, and Noble Name. 
 
 HI. 
 Pasch-Dat the Sonne of Righteousnesse arose ; 
 And Hee the day before his course did close, 
 (T attend the triumph of that Glorious Day, 
 That all the Righteous should remember aye) 
 His Soule ascending bove the chrystall Coome, 
 While that its Reliques in this terren Tombe 
 Here lyes, it there, aye Haleluiah singes, 
 To magnifie the Mightie King of Fringes ; 
 And prostrate lowe, before the Mercies Throne, 
 Duelie adores the Trinitie-Trine-One : 
 Enjoying, justified, the rich Reward 
 To all the Pious promis'd, and prepar'd. 
 A Guerdon Great, past Compasse, and Compare, 
 For their blest Workes, that follow them vp there ; 
 Where Peace and Pleasure have no period, 
 But endlesse are, as th' Ever-living God : 
 
 And where with Heavenly Hoasts of holy Saincts, 
 
 Hee ev'r and ev'r there Hakluja chants. 
 
 Mr. Al. Garden, Advocate * 
 
 * "Funerals of Bishop Forbes," 1635. P. 418. 
 
PREFATORY REMARKS. xiii 
 
 Besides the above, there occurs in a small volume of MS. poems by 
 John Lundie, — kindly communicated to me by Mr. David Laing, and 
 which I have now, for the first time, printed at the end of this volume, — 
 a special mention of our poet (!) responded to by him with accustomed 
 elegance. Lundie says, 
 
 " On New Yeirs day I gave ane dictionar of 400 (sic) Languages to M. Al. Gardyn 
 vith this Inscription : 
 
 Vnto the father of the Muses songs 
 
 I give this treasure of four hundredth tongs. 
 
 A rair propyne, farr rairer he that gave it ; 
 
 But thryse more rair is he quho now must have it." 
 
 " M. Al. Gardyne replys. 
 
 Amphyon-lyk that pinns Apollo's harp, 
 
 And theron fynlie friddins flatt and sharpe ; 
 
 And thoue ane other Delius in our dayes, 
 
 Rich in conceptions rair, receave this prais, 
 That vith thy Polyglot to me thoue gave, 
 It vas thyn oven and thoue thyn oven shall haue." 
 
 To the same individual the following lines by John Leech or Leochseus 
 evidently apply : 
 
 In Gardinium, carmen amatorium scribere rogantem, amantium nomina subticentur. 
 Quid sine nominibus, summis sine partibus, ignes, 
 
 Ut germinus germino pectore regnet amor, 
 Scribere me cogis ; caecoque in amore morari : 
 
 Caecaque tu caeci spicula ferre Dei? 
 Nomina Tenarias si nusquam nota puellas, 
 
 Nulla foret formae Tyndari cura tuae. 
 Si neque Maaonia legeretur scripta papyro, 
 
 Dura foret nullis Icaris ulla procis. 
 Haec mihi si dederis, tibi posteriora canentur. 
 
 Nam mihi prima latent : posteriora patent. 
 Dissimilis dominae quantum es, proh Jupiter ! illi 
 
 Namque priora patent, posteriora latent. 
 
 Joannis Leochcei, Scott, Muses Priores, Epigram. 
 Lib. I. p. 9. Londini 1620, 8vo. 
 
xiv PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 Some notes, elucidatory of the personages to whom Gardyne has ad- 
 dressed his poems, are given at the end of the " Garden." For these I 
 am mainly indebted to my friend, Joseph Robertson, Esq., whose fami- 
 liar acquaintance with the literary history of his native county is well 
 known. Without his kind assistance, I should have found the " Garden" 
 a complete labyrinth. 
 
 Scarcely so much as is known of Gardyne can be collected of his 
 namesake, the author of the " Theatre of the Scotish Kings," which 
 forms the second reprint in the present volume. 
 
 One " Alexander Gardenus" took his degree of Master of Arts in 
 Kinp-'s College, Aberdeen, in 1631. The Theses which he and his fel- 
 low graduates maintained are preserved in the library of Marischal 
 College there. His name also occurs among those of the students of 
 philosophy of that year, who dedicated an academical oration to Dr. 
 Alexander Reid of London, a benefactor of the University. This ora- 
 tion was penned by John Lundie, above named. In 1635, another 
 Alexander Garden appears as Regent of the College, and he, from 
 the date, seems to be the Professor of Philosophy, and author of the 
 " Theatre," as in that year the "Funerals of Bishop Forbes" were 
 printed, in which work this epitaph by the Professor appears : 
 
 Tumulus 
 
 Reverendissimi 
 
 in Chbisto Patris, 
 
 Patricii Forbesh, 
 
 Abredonensis Episcopi, 
 
 Sanctioris Concilii Scoticani Senatoris, 
 
 Universitatis Abred. Cancellarii, 
 
 Domini a Cobse, &c. 
 
 Conditur hoc Tumulo, fama super iEthera notus 
 
 Foebesius, sacri gloria prima chord. 
 Conditur hoc Tumulo, plenus gravitate serena 
 
 Vultus, et insignis cum gravitate lepos. 
 Nobilitate potius, lingua, calamoque disertus, 
 
 Mente sagax, dextra fortis, et usque pius. 
 
PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 XV 
 
 Terror erat Latiae turbae, quam fulmine voci3 
 
 Pressit ; ut invictus Relligionis Atlas. 
 Nunc pretium pietatis habet, nunc aurea Cceli 
 Templa tenens, Chkisto carmina laeta canit. 
 Quam sacer hie locus est ! quanto dignatus honore ! 
 Qui meruit tanti Pr^esulis exuvias. 
 
 Al. Gardenus, 
 Philosophic Professor, in Acad. Regia Abred.* 
 
 The original MS. of the " Theatre" is in the Library of the Faculty 
 of Advocates at Edinburgh. It has been carefully collated with the 
 printed copy, but no difference subsists between them. Even the 
 blank, sought to be supplied, on page 49, is in the MS. 
 
 From the following quotation it would appear that Garden was author 
 of another work. But his " Scottish Worthies" belongs to the Bibliotheca 
 Abscondita et deperdita of our ancestors. No copy of it is known. 
 
 " Sir James Lawson of Humbie was served heir to his father, March 4, 1607, as says the 
 Chancellary Records ; and Alexander Garden, in his Scottish Worthies, says, he was a Gen- 
 tleman of his Majesty's Chamber, a gallant youth in the way of honour, but was unfor- 
 tunately drowned beside Aberdeen, in a standing lake, called the Old Water-gang, riding 
 over rashly, not having knowledge of the ground. This happened anno 1612 ; upon which 
 accident the fore-cited Mr. Garden composed the following poem : 
 
 Whose mind's so marbled, and his heart so hard, 
 And who of steel whose stomachs are so strong, 
 That would not, when this huge mishap was heard, 
 To th' utmost note of sorrow set their song : 
 
 And elevate their voice and woes alone, 
 
 The highest strain of any troubled tone. 
 
 To see a gallant, with so great a grace, 
 So suddenly unthought on, so o'rethrown, 
 And so to perish in so poor a place, 
 By too rash riding in a ground unknown. 
 
 The flinty fates, that but all pity prove, 
 
 Would both to mourn and miseration move. 
 Yet shall this death the defunct not disgrace, 
 Nor to his praise prove prejudicial, 
 
 * " Funerals of Bishop Forbes." P. 381. 
 
xvi PREFATORY REMARKS. 
 
 Since men of greater rank have run like race, 
 And lost by like misfortunous fate and fall : 
 
 For Fergus, Dowgal, and King Donald, drown'd, 
 
 And they all three Kings of this realm crown'd." 
 
 Nisbefs Heraldry, II. Appendix 93. 
 
 There is, in the possession of Mr. Laing, a manuscript containing 
 " The Lyfe, Doeings, and Death of R. R. William Elphingstone, the 
 23 Bishope of Aberdene, translated (into Scottish verse) out of the 
 Lives of the Bishopes of Aberdene, be Maister Hector Boes, be Alexr. 
 Garden." This manuscript is in quarto, beautifully written, at Aber- 
 deen, in the year 1619. It was formerly in the collection of old Robert 
 Myln, and is apparently the original. A copy, in a similar hand, was pur- 
 chased by Principal Lee, at the sale of Dr. Jamieson's library, in 1838. 
 
 From the resemblance which the autograph of this MS. bears to that 
 of the " Theatre of Scottish Kings" in the Faculty Library — as well as 
 the singular coincidence of style in the two compositions, it would ap- 
 pear that both proceeded from the same pen. I should therefore have 
 availed myself of Mr. Laing's friendly permission to print it in the pre- 
 sent volume, had not Mr. Innes intended to do so in the Appendix to 
 the third volume of the Chartulary of Aberdeen ; of which important 
 publication two volumes have just appeared. 
 
 Of John Lundie, previously mentioned, and whose versicles, now first 
 published, form the third and concluding portion of this volume, little 
 also can be said. We merely find that John Lundie, " in Academia 
 Regia Humaniorum Literarum Professor," (1634,) who, according to 
 Charteris (Catalogue of Scotish Writers,) " wrote very many poems and 
 the comedie of the 12 Patriarchs in the Latine tongue," was the author 
 of several other compositions. Besides the " Oratio Eucharistica et 
 Encomiastica, In benevolos Vniversitatis Aberdonensis Benefactores, 
 Fautores et Patrones. A Joanne Lundaeo, Humaniorum Literarum Pro- 
 fessore. Habita xxvii. Jul. 1631 ; Aberd. 1631, 4to, — he wrote the 
 " Carmen dedicatorium in commendationem totius libri," viz. of Bishop 
 Forbes' Funerals, in which volume are other verses from his pen, both 
 in English and Latin. From the Epicedium, page 30, it appears 
 
PREFATORY REMARKS. xvii 
 
 that his wife was a sister of Elizabeth Gardine, wife of Morrison of Bog- 
 nore. See more regarding him in Gordon's History of Scots Affairs, 
 I. p. 155, and in Baillie's Letters and Journals, I., 135, 169, (ed. 
 Bann. Club). 
 
 " On the Latin poems of Lundie," says Dr. Irving, to whose kind re- 
 vision of the proofs of them I am much indebted — "it may appear 
 superfluous to offer any remarks. His diction is not always sufficiently 
 pure. In p. 27 we meet with the word justijicetur, which is rather 
 ecclesiastical than classical ; and its combination with a mythological 
 allusion is somewhat incongruous : 
 
 Ne Bilbo in Stygia justijicetur aqua. 
 
 Some of his verses are not ungracefully turned, but others are liable 
 to obvious exceptions, nor has he always avoided false quantities. 
 Thus, for example, in the same page occurs dcemon. As the word is 
 derived from haifim, its final syllable must always be long. In p. 38, 
 bimulus is twice used, with its first syllable shortened : 
 
 Os humerosque tuis similis majoribus, annis 
 
 Dissimilis ; himulum mors inopina tulit. 
 Vix bimulus tenera vixisti gloria turba 
 
 Donaciae." 
 
 With regard to the structure of the whole of the preceding composi- 
 tions, it need only be remarked that, for barbarity of style and pedantic 
 simile, they stand unrivalled. Their only parallels are, the punctuation 
 and orthography, which seem adapted for the poems and the poems 
 for them. The question how they come to be so atrocious, can only be 
 responded to, more Scotico, by another — viz. Could it have been possible 
 in rerum natura to have made them worse ? 
 
 To Mr. Eobertson I have already expressed my obligations. I have 
 now only to return thanks to Eobert Pitcairn and David Laing, 
 Esquires, for their liberal loan of the volume and manuscript respec- 
 tively pertaining to them. 
 
 W. B. D. D. T. 
 
 Edinburgh, 
 
 The Feast of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin, 
 
 1845. 
 
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[ xix J 
 
 Since the foregoing Prefatory Remarks were printed off, I have 
 received the following communication from my friend Mr. Laing, to 
 whom Scotish literature is so greatly beholden, and whose views are 
 entitled to be received with every respect : — 
 
 Signet Library, 2d October 1845. 
 
 My Dear Sir, 
 
 After examining with some care the question regarding the authorship 
 of " The Garden of Flowres," 1609, and of " The Theatre of the Scotish 
 Kings," I can come to no other conclusion than to attribute both works 
 to the elder Alexander Gardyne or Garden, Advocate in Aberdeen. 
 Any confusion that has arisen on this point, seems to have proceeded 
 upon a mistake of the editor of the latter work in 1709. On referring 
 to the manuscript in the Advocates Library from which it was pub- 
 lished, I find it affords no authority for ascribing the work to "Alex- 
 ander Garden, Professor of Philosophy at Aberdeen ;" neither is it " the 
 original manuscript." As the work itself was probably commenced, 
 if not completed, previously to the death of Prince Henry in 1612, 
 but undoubtedly not later than 1625, in which year the manuscript 
 was transcribed,* some positive evidence is surely required before we 
 should ascribe such a laboured production to a youth who, as it appears, 
 had not finished his academical studies till 1631. 
 
 Alexander Garden, who became a member of the Faculty of Ad- 
 vocates in Aberdeen, may have been connected with the Gardens of 
 Banchory, and we may place his birth between the years 1585 and 
 1590. His designation of "Mr." shews that he had taken the de- 
 gree of A.M. before 1609. "The Garden of Flowres" in that year, 
 was no doubt his earliest performance. " The Theatre of Scotish 
 Kings," completed between 1612 and 1625, was apparently followed 
 by his " Theatre of Scotish Worthies." As this work must have 
 contained some interesting notices of the author's contemporaries, the 
 
 * At p. 71, King James VI. is mentioned as still reigning. He died on the 27th of 
 
 March 1625. 
 
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[ w ] 
 
 hope may be expressed that the MS. from which the quotation you 
 have given at p. xv., from Nisbet, is still in existence. Garden's me- 
 trical version of Bishop Elphinstone's Life, from the Latin of Hector 
 Boece, bears the date of 1619. 
 
 In 1615, Garden, along with Drummond of Hawthornden, John Wr- 
 rey, Mr. Robert Gordone, and William Tod,* furnished complimentary 
 verses prefixed to a little volume, f (by the author of " The Famous 
 Historie o fthe renouned and valiant Prince Robert, surnamed the 
 Bruce, King of Scotland,") which was printed in Holland, under this 
 title, " The First booke of the famous Historye of Penardo and Laissa, 
 other ways callid the warres of Love and Ambitione. Doone in Heroik 
 verse, by Patrik Gordon. Printed at Dort, by George Waters, 1615," 
 small 8vo. 
 
 To the Authour. 
 Th' enthusiasme, or furie of thy spreit, 
 A grace both great, and dignlie deim'd divyne ; 
 So fluentHe, into thy front does fleit, 
 Whill all the world admeirs both the[e] and thyne, 
 Each word has weght, and full of lyfe each lyne : 
 Quick thy cbnceapt, emphaticall thy phraise, 
 Thy numbers just, judicious thy ingyne. 
 O thow, the new adorner of our dayes, 
 Whoes pen or pin sell shall depaint thy praise, 
 Since Maro nought, nor the Meonian muse, 
 Be with their learned, nor their liuely layes, 
 Into this wondrous worthie work to vse. 
 
 Then tak this task, and tune thy trump vnto it, 
 
 For onlie thow art destinat to doe it. 
 
 Mr. Allexander Gardyne. 
 
 * It was evidently William Tod, and not William Turing, as suggested at p. 3 in the 
 Notes, who was the writer of the " Encomiastic poesy" signed W. T., addressed to Garden 
 in 1609. 
 
 f This volume is styled by Pinkerton, "jare to excess." His copy, which was purchased 
 by Mr. Heber for £21, is now in the possession of Mr. Miller of Craigentinny. A second 
 copy belongs to Dr. Keith, Edinburgh, to whose kindness I am indebted for the use of it. 
 
[ xxi ] 
 
 In like manner, in 1622, Garden addressed the following stanzas to 
 Abbakuk Bisset, who had then prepared for the press, " The Rolment 
 of Courtis, contenand the auldest Lawis, Actis, Statutis, Constitutionis, 
 and Antiquities of His Majestie's native and maist ancient Realme of 
 Scotland, &c." Similar verses are prefixed to this unpublished farrago, 
 by Garden's friends, Mr. William Barclay, John Wrrey, J. C[hisholm 
 of Cromlix knight,] Mr. Alexander Craig [of Rosecraig,] and Patrick 
 Mackenzie. The original MS. is in the Advocates Library, marked 
 A. 2.-27. (25. 5.4.) 
 
 How sone the subject of thy Booke is sene, 
 
 And purpose of thy penne, and panes ar spyid : 
 The store and treasure that it dois contene, 
 Will make thy virtues worthely envyid : 
 
 Zea woundred at, for the' vnexpected worthe 
 Of suche a worke so in thyne aige set foorthe. 
 
 Thy computationis, kyth and do declaire, 
 
 To manifest our Monuments thy mynde, 
 And as thow aymes, thow prooves into thame thair 
 How mony Kingis (for to decoir inclynde 
 Religione, in this land) of old erected 
 Great monumentis, vndone now and dejected. 
 
 Thy travelis taine, and laboris on our Lawes, 
 The Civill, Sea-Lawis, and Churche Statutis too, 
 
 This thy sedulitie, and searching shawes, 
 
 And what great good, and what great glorie thow 
 
 Thereby : and this thy cuntrie both shall gain, 
 
 By this thy profit full expensive pain. 
 
 M. Al. Garden.* 
 
 Another addition to Garden's verses is contained in a rare volume, 
 " Epitaphs vpon the vntymelie death of that hopefull, learned, and 
 religious youth, Mr. William Michel, (sonne to a reverend Pastor, 
 Mr. Thomas Michel, Parson of Turreff, and Minister of the Gospel 
 
 * In the MS. these verses occur twice, the first copy which is deleted differing in some 
 slight particulars. 
 
[ xxii 
 
 there,) who departed this lyfe the 6 of Ianuarie 1634, in the 24 yeare 
 of his ao-e. Aberdonia, Imprimebat Edwardus Rabanus, 1634." 4to * 
 
 To the Pious Rememberance of a well-disposed and hopefull Youth, 
 M. William Michel. 
 
 This little corner'd Caue, this quadrate Stone, 
 
 Contaynes, and covers heere, a Youth expir'd ; 
 Whose Gifts and growing Graces, everie one, 
 For multitude and magnitude, admir'd. 
 Entring to act, hut on the Stage presented, 
 By Death's envye, and violence, prevented. 
 
 All you that Litrate Youths, and Learning loue ; 
 
 And you that Vertue cherish and effect : 
 You that pure Zeale, and Pietie, approue, 
 
 And hopefull partes in springing yeares respect : 
 Spend spaits of Teares for his vntymelie Fall, 
 Who had, in grosse, these Gifts and Graces all. 
 
 And you his Fellow-Students and his Phieres, 
 
 Put to your helping-handes to grace his Graue ; 
 Whose knowledge ritch, farre over-reacht his yeares ; 
 And manie Grounds of its great Greatnesse gaue, 
 Perspicuous proofs of his most precious partes, 
 And in-sight in the Tongues, and Liberall Artes. 
 
 Ax. Garden. 
 
 As connected with the author's personal history, it may be noticed 
 that " Mr. Alexander Gardyne" was one of sixteen " ordinar advo- 
 cates and procurators of this Judicatorie, — who have been in use to pro- 
 cuir in all causes," and who, in consequence of some new regulations, 
 appeared before the Sheriff-Principal of Aberdeen, on the 2d of October 
 1633, and were duly recognized and sworn "to continue as members 
 and ordinar advocates and procurators of this seat."f 
 
 * Only two copies of this volume, hitherto undescribed, are known to be preserved. It 
 is curious in other respects, as containing two sets of verses, in Latin, by the celebrated poet, 
 Dr. Arthur Johnstone, each of them " Englished by the Author." 
 
 I Kennedy's Annals of Aberdeen, vol. ii. p. 166. 
 
xxiii 
 
 Alexander Garden, who became one of the four Eegents or Pro- 
 fessors of Philosophy in King's College, Aberdeen, was probably the 
 son of the Advocate. As stated at p. xiv. of your Prefatory Remarks, 
 he took his degree of A.M. in 1631, and was admitted a Regent in 
 King's College in 1635, in which year he contributed the Latin epitaph 
 on Bishop Forbes. There is no reason to doubt it was to him that 
 Professor Lundie* addressed his verses. He had been his pupil, and 
 afterwards became one of his colleagues. f On the 29th of October 1643, 
 Garden and Lundie, along with the Principal and other Professors 
 in that University subscribed the Solemn League and Covenant, in the 
 church of St. Machars, or Old Aberdeen.^ 
 
 In conclusion, I have only to add, that having some years ago made 
 a partial collation of " The Theatre of the Scotish Kings" with the MS., 
 it appeared the editor, for some reason, chose to omit various com- 
 mendatory verses addressed to the author. They are too curious to 
 be omitted in your republication, and I accordingly enclose the tran- 
 script which I had inserted in my copy of the printed edition. — 
 
 Yours, &c. 
 
 D. Laing. 
 
 To William Tcrnbull, Esq., 
 Advocate. 
 
 * John Lundie was elected a Regent in King's College, 1626. In 1631 he was advanced 
 to be Professor of Humanity, and he held this situation probably till his death in 1656 
 or 1657. His descendants, I believe, for several generations, became ministers in the 
 Church of Scotland. The late Rev. Robert Lundie, minister of Kelso (1807 to 1832,) informed 
 me that the Professor was his ancestor ; and he was anxious to possess a copy of Bishop For- 
 bes's Funerals, on account of the verses by him which it contains. At that time, the MS. 
 Poems, now first printed, were unknown. Among the Epitaphs upon William Michell, in 
 1634, are 28 lines signed " Io. Londlne." 
 
 f Garden's name stands at the head of the list of twelve students, (Duodecim Universi- 
 tatis Aberdonensis Alumni Philosophize Studiosi,") who had taken their degree of A.M. in 
 July 1631, under the regency of Lundie; and in whose name was delivered an Oration, 
 which is subjoined to the " Oratio Eucharistica, &c. A Joanne Lund^o, Humaniorum 
 Literarum Professore. Aberdoniis, 1 631," 4to. 
 
 J Spalding's History of the Troubles, Bannatyne Club edit., vol. ii. p. 165. 
 
xxiv 
 
 " The Theatre of the Scotish Kings," 4to, 59 leaves, MS., in the 
 Advocates Library, A. 5. 10. (19 .3.7.) " Ex Dono Magistri Simonis 
 Mackenzie, de Allangrange, Anno 1709." It is evidently not in Garden's 
 hand, but was transcribed in 1625, as it mentions James the First of 
 England, as then alive. The edition of this work, printed by James 
 Watson, Edinburgh, 1709, 4to, is a very accurate copy of the MS. 
 except in one respect, that the Editor has omitted the following com- 
 mendatory verses. 
 
 (1.) " To Al. Garden, Author of the Theatre of the Scottish Kinges.'* 
 Glaide may the Ghost, &c. — 6 lines. 
 In the MS. the author's name is subjoined, viz. — W. Barclay, M.D. 
 
 (2.) To A. G., Author of the Theatre of the Scotish Kinges. 
 
 O that such worth the "VTorlde suld wrong it so, 
 O that this Age sould harbour such a sperit : 
 Whan vant (vile vant) suld virtue over-thro, 
 And Mammon mont, without respect to merit : 
 Whill from the Graves of Heroes old zow raise 
 There sleeping fam's, againe t'adorne thir dayes. 
 
 Bot allace, Sweit Freinde, who sews to Thee, 
 
 For these rich Reliques, that themselfs adorne : 
 None striwes at all worth Thy past pains, to be, 
 
 Death hes devoir'd, and Time such worth outvorne : 
 Yit ane, I hope, once shall respect Thy paines. 
 On whome the minde of former worth remaines. 
 
 Pa. Gordon. 
 
 (3.) To Al. G., Author of the Theatre of the Scottish Kinges. 
 
 Those Artists rair, who wrought Mausolus Tombe, 
 Whose excellens made all the Earth admeir : 
 
XXV 
 
 O'r matched now, must in their Art succumbe, 
 And frome the top of hiest praise reteir ; 
 
 And giue Thee place, who heir detombed brings 
 Fyve scoir and sixe monarching Scottish Kings. 
 
 Thy Theatre exceeds their Tombe, in three 
 
 Which giue wnto things frammed, fame and glorie, 
 In mater, forme, and in the end ; we see 
 
 With these thow toils, in Tym's wnspotted storie : 
 Thy mater Kings, hceroique vers thy fram, 
 Thy end, men's mynds, with virtu's lowe t'inflame. 
 
 A point most rair, zit crouns Thy work with prais, 
 
 With judgement deepe, which is set doune be thee, 
 For marking weill, the humour in our dayes, 
 Whairwith all Princes most possessed be : 
 
 Thow maks thair peers, in speaking Portraits show, 
 What Flatrie base, protestis, they should not know. 
 
 J. Wrrey. 
 
 (4.) To A. G., Author of the Theatre of the Scottisk Kinges. 
 
 Braue Pedaret, pretended to haue bene, 
 
 First Senator, and cheefe in Sparta chosen : 
 When Kols were red, yit was his Name onsene, 
 He fund his friendis, in their aifectiounes frozen : 
 Yea, when hee thought his dooingis shuld decore him, 
 He fund Three hundred Spartans plac'd before him. 
 
 Yit wes he glaide, to sie the Citie floorish, 
 
 Thought many many, wer prefer'd to him : 
 So when I sie the sacred Nymphs doo nowrish 
 
 Thy spirit braue, (thogh whilst I sink, thow swim,) 
 I greatlie joy, and Thow may'st greatlie glorie, 
 In litill bounds, to bind so large a storie. 
 
 Al. Craige. 
 
 (5.) To A. (?., Author of the Theatre of the Scottish Kinges. 
 
 I reide of King Ahasuerus command, 
 
 That none oncald in space of mony dayes, 
 
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 XXVI 
 
 ] 
 
 Durst haunt his court, and suche as did gainstand, 
 Were damn'd to deathe, bot godlie Esther prey's : 
 That schee for plaintees, Mordecai might pleid, 
 Hir faworit, and Jew's, who stoode in dreid. 
 
 To many moir, then to Ahasuerus heir, 
 
 And mightier, nor hee, a hundreth syse : 
 Thow hes approachit, expelling childish feir, 
 
 Yit in that marche, hes showne thy selfe so wyis : 
 That Ester lyke, whill non saue on, thair mace 
 Dar twiche, Thow cumis, and saiflie goes in peace. 
 
 [Mm. Ja. Ketth.1 * 
 
 * In the MS. the signature to these verses is nearly cut away by the binder, but the 
 tops of the letters still remaining seem to indicate this name. " Mr. James Keyth" appears 
 at pages 398 and 423, as a contributor of English and Latin verses to Bishop Forbes's 
 Funerals, in 1635. 
 
GARDEN OF 
 
 GRAVE AND 
 
 GODLIE FLOVVRES: 
 
 SONETS, ELEGIES, AND 
 EPITAPHS. 
 
 Planted, polifhed, and perfected 
 
 By 
 M r . Alexander Gardyne. 
 
 Et sacer <§■ magnus Vatwm labor. 
 
 EDINBVRGH 
 
 Printed by Thomas Finlason. 1609. 
 With Licence. 
 
THE MOST NOBLE LORDS 
 OF HIS MOST EXCELLENT MAJE- 
 
 ftie his moll honorable Privie Councel, 
 and CoUedge of Iujlice. 
 
 MOjl powerfuU Peers, cheef Pillers of 
 ^'Empire, 
 Strong Pedeftals, whereon the State doesftay, 
 Minijlring Mercur's, to the Sacrat Syre, 
 Our Joue Great James and our Aguftus ay: 
 Thqfe lurid, fad, and thofe Thanatik Theams, 
 J confecrat to your mofi Noble Nam's. 
 
TO 
 
 THE TRVELIE RELL 
 
 GIOVS, RIGHT HONORABLE, 
 AND VERIE LEARNED Alex- 
 ander Gordon of Clunie. S. 
 
 Ookefor no liuely lyrfs that may allure, 
 ^-^Or verfe of worth, that will provok to view, 
 They want all pow'r Poetick to procure, 
 And frame a louely liking vnto Yow, 
 My minor Mufe, no neu'r a draught Jhe drew, 
 From Helicon, or Aganippe well, 
 Bot everjiill a lower flight Jhe flew, 
 Nor Pindus hight, where Delius does dwell : 
 Nofuch a friendlie fortune Her befell, 
 For to be plunged in Parnaflus^y^rm^s, 
 Or fee the Sifters in their Sacrat Cell, 
 Whence Poets all, their braue inventions brings : 
 Bot fie her grouth got in Garden whair, 
 Nor Pallas, nor Apollo doeth Repair, 
 
 A 2 
 
 That! 
 
THat gallant Greeke, cognominate the Grand, 
 Who fometime All the Mundane Monarchic, 
 By Martiall might did conquefie and command, 
 Voutchafed with a louelie looking eie : 
 Als well to view, and with defire did fee, 
 An halting Vulcan, as an Venus fair, 
 His Royall Father Philip likwife Hee 
 To take (tho a Potentat) did not fpair, 
 (A Grace J grant in fuch a Roy bot rair, 
 And from a Pefant, in a publi& place) 
 A Globe of Graips, and what I mark was mair, 
 He tooke them friendlie but a frowning face : 
 Swa if this fmall ( Sir) you fhall accept alfo, 
 You {hall make vp a ternarie of two. 
 
 3. 
 
 THe Perfeans keept a cuftome with their King, 
 To giue him gifts, mean, or magnificent ; 
 Amongs thofe One, did for Oblation bring, 
 A water Coup, and did his Prince prefent : 
 He gratious Lord, as it had excellent, 
 And Royall bene, refpe&ed the Propine, 
 As if there had bene from fome Sengzeour fent, 
 A Jemme or Jewell, of the lies of Inde, 
 Remarking much the meaning, and the minde 
 Affe&ed well, he in that fellow fand, 
 More nor the worth, the qualitie and kinde, 
 Of that he held into his Hienes hand : 
 
 Then Gratious more, proue nor the Perjian Kings, 
 That made fo much of light and little things. 
 
 Bot 
 
Bot Sir, if to, my will, or to your Worth, 
 My worthies verfe they war equivalent; 
 J fhould not feare, to fend them freely forth, 
 To byd the Braifh, of each Arbitriment, 
 Yet if my trauels taine can but content. 
 And moue thy minde, my labors to allow, 
 My paines Jmploid, are profitably fpent, 
 Jf that they bot, doe help to honour you, 
 Bot had I borne, the Bat/es aboue my Brow, 
 Or beene cirounded with the Laurell greene, 
 I fhould more largely notefie it now 
 How much t'augment thy Greatnes, J am ge'ine, 
 And make the world and this Se-circled He, 
 Amazd t'admire, Thee in moir (lately ftyle. 
 
 Aberden the 25 ofAuguJl. 1609. 
 
 Your Hon. bounden and deuoted, 
 
 M r . Ale v. Gar dyne, 
 
 To 
 
TO THE DISCRET READER. 
 
 I" Publifh nought, nor put I to the Pre/fe, 
 ■"■ Thir Poefies, to purcJmfe me an praife, 
 Nor, is my drift, nor my deuife to drejfe, 
 Elabrat lines, vpon Refpe&s to raffe, 
 
 And mount my Mufe, vpon the front of Fame, 
 To get me Gaine, or £ eternize my Name. 
 
 Nor do I on, J elf-confidence orJkiU, 
 For price, or place, prefumptuoii/ly afpyre, 
 My meaning much, you doe mifiake : my will, 
 Is to get done, my Diftitchs la/ts defire, 
 
 Slip aM the fmooth, Jleik what you fee vnfound, 
 Help whair they halt, Abreage wlien they abound. 
 
 Thine if you merit, 
 
 Alex. Gar dyne. 
 
ERTAINE ENC0MIAST1CK POE 
 
 fies to the Author. 
 
 ISeeme like Cynthia while thou fhines I fweare, 
 I am miftun'd whairas Thou fweetely fings, 
 And barren too, whair Thou begins to beare, 
 Whofe Ruftick Mufe bot Baftard brats forth brings 
 Yet what I can, He doe it in thy fight, 
 Wart but to len, a lufter to thy light. 
 
 I will not preafe, to pratle of thy praife, 
 Thy worke bears witneffe of thy wondrous worth, 
 Bot while I Hue and when I end my daies 
 J muft intreat thy fauour this farre forth : 
 About thy Garden place me neere hand by, 
 That J may fmell thy floures whair eu'r J lye. 
 
 So fhall I reft contented Jn thy fauor, 
 Grac'd, while J grow, In fuch a glorious Ground, 
 Whair Vertue, Wit, and worth fo fweetly fauour, 
 Whair Eloquence and Art fo much Abound : 
 Whair I (hall proue part of thy fweet Repofes, 
 Surpaffing fugred Myrrh and mufced Rofes. 
 
 Anwrimos. 
 
 AS Beautie ftill defires to be in fight, 
 Of faddeft Sable and milhapen Statures, 
 The more to grace thair admirable light, 
 By the default of fuch deformed Creatures : 
 As Gynthya be day can giue no glance 
 While bright Apollo fhowes his Radiance. 
 
 So gratious Gar dyne wonder of thy Age, 
 Thou gains a world of praife for euerie verfe, 
 
 i- 
 
Thy Countries honour thus thou does egraige, 
 All Nations thy, Jnuentions fall rehearfe : 
 Poore pettie Poems now your heads goe hide, 
 Whilegreater light here ftains your gliftring pride. 
 
 Ane light that fhowes be fliining euery whair, 
 What lamps are loft in BritiJIi learned brains, 
 For lack of Patrons to maintain the rair, 
 And royall fpirits that the Earth retaines : 
 
 Liue Gardine then, and loue thy Patron beft. 
 
 He praife you both, and pray for all the reft. 
 
 P. G. 
 
 With Pyrameids, of ^Poliz'd Porphir proud, 
 
 Great Princes Toumbs, are beautified we fee, 
 
 And with the gold of Ophyr fortunes Good, p* 
 
 Their palaces ftand poynting at the (kie : 
 
 Thus while they liue their glorie they maintaine, |g 
 Thus while they die, they make it liue againe. K 
 
 Yet all that life, is bot a liuing Death, 
 And all this death, a dying life, and All, 
 Their Trains, and honours, that attend their breath, 
 Are but Rich marks, ye more to frame their fall, 
 And after life, that painted honours ftone, 
 With flying Time, confumed is and done. 
 
 Liue than, that life, come not vnto decay, 
 And if it come, yet that it fhall nought die, 
 Into this Garden gather vp thou may 
 How ftill thy Name, may ftill eternall be : 
 For be thofe fruites of Alexanders lore, 
 Thou dies in Vertue for to liue in Gloir. 
 
 AT. W. Bar. 
 
SONET. 
 
 TWo forts of men be bound to loue thy lyns, 
 Two forts therefore aught to proclame thy Praife, 
 Thir fev'rall forts, them felues fhows and defines. 
 The Dead, and als the Living in their daies, 
 The Dead they Ihould afcent to thy Affayes 
 Since by thy Lines, Refuffitat and fure, 
 Their Fame revived, and immortall itayes, 
 And by thy Deed, eternall fhall indure. 
 The Living too, vnleffe they thee injure, 
 Into whofe praife, thy Poejies thou pend, 
 Should in Thy Caufe, at Criticks hands procure, 
 And fpair no pains, thy Fame for to defend : 
 Wherefore I judge, (and juftlie) all ingins, 
 Alive and Dead, be bound to loue thy lines. 
 
 K 
 
 f^ Reene Garden great, and gallant is thy glore, 
 VJ And happie thou, that fuch a troup contains, 
 A comelie Court, a rich and ftable ftore, 
 Hem'd here within thy heavenlie hedge remains : 
 Great Delius, difhanting Parna/fv&s, 
 And with him all, thefe Maids admir'd the Mufes. 
 
 That tripill Tryn haue here transferd their feat, 
 And here Apollo hes his Palion pitcht, 
 Whereby no Wene, Invention nor conceat, 
 Is not thy Mufe attempted not, nor toucht : 
 Wherefore J think condinglie thou may clame 
 One leafe out of the LawreU Diademe. 
 
 (] a [) Since 
 
Since in thy Breaft boyls thofe infpiring fprings, 
 From whence does flow that liuelie liquor fweet : 
 Wherein Thou baths thy Virgin Mufes wings, 
 And at thy pleafure in thofe fonts does fleet : 
 
 From whence thy Mufe exceeding ftore extra&s, ^ 
 That through the Mundan Map thee famous maks. § 
 
 W. T. 
 
 IN Good or Bad, the worke bewrays the Man, 
 And by the frute we clearlie know the Tree, 
 How cunning and, how great a Gardner than 
 Declares thy gallant Garden thee to bee ? 
 For therein thou maks blind and fenfles fee, 
 Thy worthie worke, vnto my felfe a light, 
 That ftupefa&s my fenfe, delud's my eie, 
 And yet it lens vnto my life a light : 
 For while with Reafon I doe reckon Right, 
 And fee fuch ftore doe from one ftock Proceed, 
 Frutes frefh and fair, diverflie dreft and dight, 
 Yet diferepant in fapor, fhape and feed : 
 I muft fay then, thou by a thoufand waves, 
 Thy pra&ife and Poetick powre displayes. 
 
 M r . 
 
 I. Lejl. 
 
 WhofeJ 
 
WHofe pleafure is into his Paradife, 
 And Adam like his Eden hath advifd, 
 Relent thy courfe by Gardens graue advife, 
 Whofe Mule divine this fweeteft Subject chufd, 
 Infpir'd hereby, he hes profoundly infufd, 
 Rare Recipies thy Soule for to renew, 
 Read with remorfe, and rightlie if thou vfe, 
 Thou fliall rejoee, that in our Ground there grew 
 A Garden whence fprings Cedars to fubdew : 
 Soule-killing foars refulting from thy fin, 
 Then wandring worldling, hold this in thy view, 
 Left if thou ftray, thou enter not therein 
 This Gardens-ftowYS : had Alexander feene, 
 His heart had not halfe fo ambitious beene. 
 
l^fti 
 
 5 gjg5t^ 
 
 #*.< 
 
 VPON HIS MAJESTIES 
 
 Armes quartered. 
 
 ORD be thy boundles bountie from aboue, 
 The Briti/Ii Great, long tripartited Throne, 
 Vnited now, in pleafure, peace and loue, 
 To thee and thine {Great lames) fhal Al-be-on 
 | Diftra6tions, greefs, and grudges all are gone, 
 2 Competitors, that preaft thy Crowns to clame, 
 J Hes ceaf'd their futes, and leau's to thee Alone, 
 The IriJJi, French, and t\^EngliJ1i Diademe, 
 Out of all doubt impertinent to them ; 
 And be all Laws belonging vnto thee, 
 As lo my facred Soveraigne fupreme, 
 Behold here with thy Royall eies, and fee 
 
 The Leopards, and Flowres of France they bring 
 The Harpe, to fport their Lord, thee Lyon King. 
 B TO 
 
TO 
 
 HIS SACRED 
 
 MAIESTIE P R O- 
 
 CLAMED KING OF 
 
 Great Britane. 
 
 MOll magnanime, and high imperiall Prince, 
 Whom 10 VA juft, vndoubtedlie ordains, 
 In peace be A, fore-pointed providence, 
 Of Al-be-on all, to rule the royall rains, 
 The bloodie broyls, where but th'vngodlie gains, 
 Great love, fweete Time, and facred Soverain you, 
 Haue broght to end, and everie ftrength conftrains, 
 Before your feete, debafed like to bow, 
 The threatning ftorms of bold BeUonas brow, 
 To pleafant peace long intertain'd Ihall turne, 
 As may be noted evidentlie now, 
 Whill all your bounds, with blafing bon-fires burne : 
 Amidft this mirth, and thofe triumphing things, 
 Giue God the glore, the Creator of Kings. 
 
C ONGRATVLATI ON 
 
 FOR HIS MAIE- 
 
 STIES DELIVERIE 
 
 FROM THE SVLPHVRIOVS 
 
 Treafon in the Parliament houfe. 
 
 Sonet. 1. 
 
 Lift vp your hearts and hands vnto the Lord, 
 Applaud, giue praife, and with the Pfalmift fing, 
 Vnto his Maiejiie Mifericord, 
 For faif conferving of thee Soveraigne King : 
 Giue glore to God, and thank him for this thing, 
 Laud we the Lord, with heavenlie hyms on hie, 
 That by that bloodie boutchrie did him bring : 
 Devifd for him with fecret fubtiltie. 
 Extend the Truth, tell this eternallie, 
 With mirrie minds conjun6tlie all rejoes, 
 I EH V A juft, Almightie, magnifie, 
 That fred him from the furie of his foes. 
 
 Triumph and ling for this deliverance fweet, 
 Praife to the Father, Sonne, and holie Sprit 
 
 B 2 
 
 Sonet 
 
Sonet 2. 
 
 IT is not flamm's of artificiall fir's, 
 That thou the Lord craves for a recompence : 
 Nor is it pompe oftentiue thou requjr's, 
 For wondrous prefervation of the Prince, 
 It is not Mundane vane magnificence, 
 Nor Aiding fhow's, that momentarie bee, 
 Bot it is zeale, thanks, and obedience, 
 With gladneffe of the minde to glorifie, 
 27iee thee the Lord, that hes fo lovinglie, 
 Even from a fore-decrited death, out-drawen : 
 Thy fervant that, finceirlie ferveth Thee, 
 To caufe on him, thy loue, and care, be knawne. 
 A paill of pray'r, not artificiall fir's, 
 The Lord for this, deliverance defir's. 
 
 TO 
 
TO THE CITTIE OF ABERDEN 
 
 at the death of that excellent D. 
 
 David Bi/hop of Aberd. 
 
 THe Prince of preaching Paftors in thir parts, 
 Thy Archidodor deareft and divine ; 
 The light of learning in the liberall Arts, 
 Thy fenior fage, in everie Science fine, 
 Thy faithful Father, and informer fine : 
 Thy deareft Dauid in the Lord is loft, 
 Thy Cypr'an Ambrqfe, and thy Auguftine, 
 The Earth for Heaven thy Cunninghame hes coft : 
 Whill as Religion with her lowd laments, 
 For his departure powreth out her plaints. 
 
 To Church and King, what detriment and fkaith, 
 The breaths-abridging Burrio does bring : 
 Here in this death, is eminent to baith, 
 For lo the Church, a Columne ; and the King 
 A Confull graue, inlaiks in everie thing 
 The people a Platter of their publi& pace, 
 Ane Symboll fure, and an allured figne, 
 Of fome approching perrell to the place : 
 
 Where he was wont divinlie to indite 
 
 The mifteries of holie facred write. 
 
 THE 
 
THE OPINION OF THE 
 
 worldlie eftate of the honorable and learned M r 
 
 Walter Steward Principall ofifie Kings 
 
 Cottedge of Aberdon at his death. 
 
 LIfe,Lordfhips, friends, all eafe and earthlie glore,j 
 Pomp,Pleafure, Pride, Renown & worldly wealth, < 
 Sprit, manhood, ftrength, eftate, and treafures ftore,' 
 Blood, beutie, clan, and honour here but health, 
 Like dying lamps into the longeft night, 
 Are falfe deluding dainties but delight. 
 
 Preheminence, foveranitie, and place, 
 Great dignities, and tranfitorious joyes : 
 Promotions high, difcents from royall race, 
 Time turnes to nought, Death alters and deftroyes :| 
 As water-bell's with little blafts are blowen, 
 So with leffe breaths they are againe ou'r-throwen.j 
 
 Wit, learning, (kill, fweet Eloquence and vene, 
 
 Jn faculties, intelligence profound : 
 
 Soliditie, and quicknes of the braine, 
 
 And in all Earthlie bleffings to abound : 
 Are alway vaine, and foolifhnes in fine, 
 Without that Wifdome heavenlie and divine. 
 
 Men are not made for ever permanent, 
 In Mein, nor Monarches is no fteadfaft ftrength, 
 Men are" no more, here bot a trau'ling tent, 
 And they fhall leaue this lingring life at length : 
 
 Remouei 
 
Remoue and wend out of this vaill their wayes, 
 For they the part of polling Pilgrims playes. 
 
 What they in their Inventiue braine haue bred, 
 
 Be means of their imagination vaine : 
 
 And with expence perfe6llie haue exped, 
 
 By ill governing is difgrac'd againe : 
 
 And that which Fame and Fortune hieft bure, 
 Oft lies full lowe, inglorious and obfcure. 
 
 Why do we then in fragill flefh confide, 
 
 And boldlie buildes our afpirance and truft ; 
 
 Since nothing breaths that here is borne to bide. 
 
 Of Nothing all, all vnto Nothing muft ': 
 
 Revert and turne, Death will in end devore, 
 And flefh tranfchange to filth, as a before. 
 
 Difdaine thofe bafe and loweft earthlie things, 
 Flie through the Ikies vnto his burning throne ; 
 Whofe bleffed fight to the beholders brings 
 (Be meere affe&ion, and his loue alone :) 
 Thofe facred, holie, benefits and bleft, 
 Peace, wealth and eqfe, content and quiet reft. 
 
 Abandon then thofe all alluring baits, 
 
 Which to the Soule frams ruine and decay ; 
 
 Be not infe&ed with thofe frivole fraits, 
 
 That are in heavenlie happines a ftay : 
 
 So in the earth your Names fhall be renownd, 
 And in the heavens with Chrift coheird & crownd. 
 
 Non\ 
 
Non est mortale quod opto. 
 
 Ot mortal, no, nor earthlie is my aime, 
 JU Nor point's it to, great Powers or empir's 
 
 To Favours fraill, nor to officious Fame, 
 
 Nor is it fworn, to fenfuall defires ; 
 
 Nor wold I wifh what worldlings covet moft, 
 Glore got with eafe, and with leffe labor loft. 
 
 No tracking trafh, nor tranfitorious things, 
 Not Mammons muck, that Mundans moft on mufe ; 
 Impeds my Sprit, which ftill afpiring fprings, 
 That onely and Eternal good, to chufe : 
 
 Which Spirits bad, nor Angels bleft aboue, 
 Not in a point can alter, change, or moue. 
 
 No, bot it is that pure impafiiue Spirit, 
 That ere all time was, ihall, and onely is : 
 Good, juft and wife, immortall, infinit, 
 God all in all, all onely is my wifhe : 
 For in the fame exceffiuelie I lhall, 
 Haue infinit, and what I wold haue, all. 
 
 TO 
 
 'U^ a ^jO v 
 
 ras> 
 
THE HONORABLE 
 
 the Laird of Tolquhon. 
 
 ATtend, come view, behold here fhall you fee 
 Into this graue, as in a ftealed glaffe, 
 The fuddaine change of men that mortall bee, 
 Now men, now metamorphof 'd in a mafle, 
 Now paill and wan, that even now vitall was, 
 Now braue, now blyth, now bodie but a breath, 
 Now flefh and blood, now are we duft and affe, 
 Now like to Hue, now fubjed vnto death, 
 Now fine is, now frofen hard our faith, 
 Now faithfull friends, now falfe and fained foes, 
 Now patient, now angrie full of wraith, 
 Now filthie weid, now fragrant like the rofe : 
 Now pampred vp like painted pots are wee, 
 And droffe againe, in twinkling of an eie. 
 2. 
 
 REligion laiks out of this land a lampe, 
 Thou Publitl-well weep for thy member may, 
 Thou Vertue wants the Captaine of thy camp, 
 Thou Countrey him that did thee honour ay ; 
 You Poore haue loft, that feldome faid you nay, 
 You Friends your belt, and onely permanent : 
 Vnto you fex, the damnage done this day, 
 What pithie pen in paper can imprent, 
 Truth, Vertue, Friends, Well, Countrey, Poore, lament, 
 His death to you that deutie did difcharge, 
 And wroght with wit and wifdome to invent, 
 But others loffe, your limits to inlarge : 
 
 Then fex in one, come honour now his death, 
 Aliue who to difhonour you was leath. 
 
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To the Countrey where he lyes. 
 
 OF Buchan ground thou hes in graue thy glore, 
 And of thy Lairds the light within thee lyes : 
 Thou keeps his corps that beft could thee decore, 
 And was be vote (amongs the wifeft) wyfe, 
 Thou does depreffe that caufd thee to arife, 
 And made thy Fame in everie Firth to flee, 
 His Trophee then Eternall maks thee twife, 
 Firft that thou bred one worthie fuch as hee, 
 Next that his bones fhould in thee buried bee ; 
 SjAnd though thou Earth, his earthlie joints enjoy, 
 Devifed, made, and deftinate to die, 
 Yet doubtles death dow never his deeds deftroy : 
 For thought ye both do your deuour in this, 
 Fame and Remembrance fhall amend your mis. 
 
 Prqfop : to his lining friends. 
 
 CEafe mortall men, for me mourne ye no more, 
 You griue your God, and craibs him but a caufe 
 Ye follow faft, though that I go before, 
 Death for thee laft, be courfe each of you knowes, 
 The daily dead you fure example fliowes, 
 You weep in vaine, your mourning Me difmaies, 
 Ye get no wrong, God Iheares bot where he fow's : 
 Your childifh plaints, your weaknes lo bewrais, 
 Think after Death what ftate ftil for you ftaies, 
 Pray with S. Paid for diffolution fyne, 
 Think not by Death the better part decaies, 
 Bot think that death men worldlie maks divine : 
 The Scripture fays, we fhall diflblue, not die, 
 Then wait the houre, and mourne no more for mee 
 
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 GIf loffe of friends, if damnage great, or fkaith, 
 May moue to mourae, to waill or to lament : 
 The firft I think the greateft of them baith, 
 Yneugh for me, and a fit argument, 
 Too much for thofe not toucht with fuch intent, 
 For friendes or Fortune, once to mone or moue, 
 To all I fay, this is fufficient, 
 Agreing to all harmed Mens behoue, 
 Prick with the fpur, and force of onfold loue, 
 To fuch a one as by a juft defert, 
 Sould longer liu'd, bot (weerds) I you reproue, 
 And curft be thou death with thy dreadfull dart : 
 That in the fpring and prime time of his yeere, 
 Hath from his being broght him to his Beere. 
 
 Vpon the verteous and worthie Virgin Helen Chein. 
 
 INjurious Death, thy rage is but regarde, 
 No reafon reuls where once thou gets a reft : 
 With reprobats the right reap's like rewarde, 
 The godles, good, the mein, and mightieft, 
 Thy dart to duft, does reddie bring the beft, 
 And ay thou wretch, the worthieft invyes, 
 As on this Maid thou hes made manifeft, 
 That here interd into this Temple lyes, 
 The wifeft wight that Nature could devife, 
 Whofe Fame thy force and furie fhall confound, 
 When from each pen her praife proceid thou fpies, 
 Then Death all fhall, to thy difgrace redound : 
 And where fhe refts fhall be inrold thy rage, 
 For marring her in morning of her age. 
 
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Vpon the honorable the Laird of Corjf- 
 
 THe glorious Gods, 6 feldome wonder ftrange, 
 Dreft in their dule, convoied all with cair, 
 Wrath for thy wrack, all willing to revenge, 
 Thy wrong, down from the watrie voulted Air, 
 Hes left the Heavens, their habitations thair, 
 Thy dolent death to quite it, if they can : 
 The thundring Ioue, to magnifie thee mair, 
 Hes vou'd to venge vpon the Sprit's that fpan 
 Thy threid fo thin ; the mightie Mars, fay's than 
 The fpoyls of death fhall grace the graue aboue, 
 In fpight of death, in witnes that thou wan 
 Of all the Gods, the favour, grace, and loue. 
 Apollo laft, laments thee with the laue, 
 And vow's t'ingraph thy glore aboue thy graue. 
 
 Vpon the honorable I. Irv. of Pet. 
 
 Like as the Date, or filver plumed Palme, 
 That planted is vpon an open plaine, 
 But helpe of hedge, to keep it clofe and calme, 
 From v'olent winds, and from the rapping raine, 
 Does vpright rife, and levell like a ralh, 
 And blooming bears her frute, and floorifh frefh. 
 
 So he that back, as to his mothers womb, 
 
 This quiet Caverne, and this filent Cell, 
 
 Returned is, into this terrene tombe, 
 
 Againft thofe foes, the World, the Devill, and Hell : 
 He ftoutlie ftroue throgh force of faith & ftrength, 
 And Jacob-like, here Vi&or-lyes at lenth. 
 
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DIALOG VPON THE DEATH OF 
 
 P. F. Baillie of Aberden. 
 
 CIVES. 
 
 STay ftranger thou, that fo preceiflie fpyes 
 With earneft eies, and on thofe Graues does gaze, 
 Look here below, where thou (halt fee there lyes 
 Mater to make thee both to mourne and maze : 
 For yeares a youth, dead in his tender dayes, 
 Enrich'd with graces reafonable, and rare, 
 As thou fhalt fee all thofe lamenting layes, 
 And dulefull ditons cunninglie declare : 
 Then thou hes to dilat an other day, 
 Of fuch a man thou red into thy way. 
 
 PEREG. 
 The mourning of fo many modeft men, 
 The Deads deferts, does evidently fhowe, 
 And caufeth all inquifitiue to ken 
 What was his worth, that here is layd fo lowe, 
 Through dint of death, and deftanies ov'rthrowe, 
 And what his parts were, by their plaints appears, 
 Which furelie feru's him for to fonnd to blow, 
 And put his praife in all the honefts ears : 
 And for my felfe, J wolde enlarge the fame, 
 And forther eik a fether to his fame. 
 
 Brethring in brugh, and ye his brether borne, 
 And all that hes of his acquentance bene : 
 Doe what ye can, his death for to adorne, 
 And mourne no more, it will not mend to mein, 
 Set forth the Fame of the defuncl your friend : 
 Ye Poets kyth, your cunnings, craft, and can, 
 
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To caufe his fame, ftill floorifli, frefh, and greene, 
 And be zour Mufe, jmmortall make the man : 
 So zow's be Partner of the praife, and be, 
 Remembred both, and honoured as He. 
 
 Giue zit no partiall nor a fparing praife, 
 Pen onely that, that reafon weele, may craue, 
 Jt buits nought much, aboue all bounds to blaze, 
 Superfluous praifes, graces not the Graue, 
 Rander the right, and let alone the leaue, 
 Extend the Truth, and furely fo you fhall, 
 A lot him all the honour he would haue, 
 Both in his life, and his laft funerall : 
 
 Wouchaif to write, and lend him lin's thairfoir, 
 That be zour means, he may liue euermoir. 
 
 Remors andjbrrowforjinne. 
 
 LOrd lend me light, for to lament my life, 
 And ftiarpe my fight, to forrow for my fin ; 
 Reftraine the furie, and the mortall ftrife, 
 Of fpreit, and flefh, that I am entred in : 
 Permit me not, without recourfe to rin, 
 Nor walk the waies, of the vnchaftiz'd child, 
 Bot giue me grace, and grant me to begin, 
 For to refufe, the folies that defyld, 
 My finfull foule, and all my fenfes fyld, 
 With fhowes of wordly vanities, and welth, 
 And thofe inglorious glofis that begyld, 
 And did with hold, me from my heauenly health : 
 Lord be thy fpreit, make me perceaue & fpy-them, 
 And then renounce, and vtterly deny- them. 
 
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 God grant me grace, for to digeft my greif, 
 And for the fpreit, of patience I pray : 
 Lord fend my Soule, that long defir'd releif, 
 And now conuert, my Carioune to clay ; 
 Contract the Time, Lord thraw the threid in twa, 
 And let me murne my miferies no moir, 
 Diflodge this life, and doe not long delay, 
 To enter me, in Thy eternall gloir, 
 Whair J may Hue Thy louing face befoir, 
 Thair with thy Sainets, vncefiantly to fing, 
 Thy perfect praife, and but all end adoir, 
 Thy holy name, high Prophet, Preift, and King : 
 
 Vntie my tongue, that I may fing, and fay, 
 
 O holy God, all holy, holy, ay. 
 
 Inuocation forjeqfonable weather. 
 
 OPuiffant Prince, and King Cunctipotent, 
 Whofe bodie rent, was on the rack, or Rude, 
 For mans great good, O Lord thy felfe was flient, 
 Of that intent, the Deuill to denude ; 
 Vs to feclude, from that feirce fierie flood, 
 Whilk reddie flood, to drink vp, and demain, 
 That thou had then, boght with thy Miffed blood, 
 The heauenly foode, that fed thy Ifra'l faine, 
 Lord fend againe, to Nurifh vs thy awne, 
 Since floods of Raine, down falls out from the Aer, 
 That we defpaire, to reape the fruites, and graine, 
 Whairwith the plaine, is now ore'fpread alwhair, 
 My fute then Lord, with fpreit deprefl receaue, 
 Grant J mayhaue, that heir I humbly craue. 
 
 Prayer 
 
A PRAYER FOE THE ESTATE 
 of the Church. 
 
 OLord that art the ftrength and fleadfaft rock, 
 Let thy out-ftreatched arme frie and defend, 
 That now in danger be, thy faithfull flock, 
 Which was, which is, and fhall be to the end : 
 Caufe now thy care vpon the Church be kend, 
 When Reprobats vprifes to rebell, 
 And with their tricks and treafons does intend, 
 To wreft thy Word, thou dictat hes thy fell, 
 Thought of the trueth, no thing them felues can tell, 
 Bot boafls vs with the ftrength of flrangers fword, 
 Apoftat Papifts, from all parts expell, 
 J Or turne them truelie to avow thy word. 
 
 Imped their Piatt's, their mintings make amifte, 
 That ought bot well to thy Evangell wiffe. 
 
 Comfort for my innocent affiled friend. 
 
 LEt not blafphemous barking beafts bereaue, 
 Nor caufles thy accuftom'd courage quaill, 
 For giltles ftates the keeneft courage craue, 
 & And moft does in adverfitie availl : 
 % Though raging Rog's, without all reafon raill, 
 And wicked wretches at thy worth envy, 
 Yet all their falfet in the fin fhall faill, 
 When everie one thine innocence fhall try : 
 To their eternall infamie and fhame, 
 And to the lawd and honour of thy Name. 
 
 None bot the worthie are envyed worft, 
 And few traduc'd bot of the beft eftate, 
 
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The fineft oft we finde vnfriendlie forft, 
 And with the beaftlie borne at greateft hate ; 
 | Fooles onely at their Betters fortune frait, 
 And fwels to fee their credit to encrefle, 
 Their malice yet fhould not thy mind amait, 
 Nor make thy priuat pleafures proue the Leffe : 
 Bot rather moue thee mirthfull more to bee, 
 And flout thy foolilh foes that frouns on thee 
 
 A Pqffion. 
 
 WHat greefe, what anguifti great, 
 What black and bitter baill, 
 So hurts and harmes my heavie heart, 
 
 And never makes to haill ? 
 What hudge mifFortunes mee, 
 
 Confounds, defaits, and foiles, 
 What daft defire, like flamm's of fire, 
 
 Within my bowels boyls ? 
 What fubtill flight defaits, 
 
 What trains my Joule to trap ? 
 What wicked wiles my will invents, 
 
 Me wretch in woe to wrap ? 
 What lubrick pleafant fhowes, 
 
 With falfe impoyfoned baits, 
 My fond fantaftick fancie finds 
 
 To fenfuall confaits? 
 What wylde corrupted thoughts, 
 
 As from their rute and flock, (.•.) 
 
 Out of my heart, like armies hudge, 
 
 About my braine doe flock ? 
 What hundreth thoufand ill's, 
 
 From that firft finfull feeds, 
 
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Into my minde immur'd alace, 
 
 All bad abufes breeds ? 
 What willingnes to vice ? 
 
 What forwardnefle to fall ? 
 What prompnes to trefpaffe is nur- 
 
 ced in my naturall ? 
 What readineffe to ftray, 
 
 What rage from right to rin, 
 A beaftlie bygate to embrace, 
 The link of fliame and fin ? 
 What inward foolifh force, 
 
 What inclinations ill, 
 Into my endleflTe errors ay 
 
 Makes me continue (till? 
 Or what a madnefie is't, 
 That but remorfe or feare, 
 with my God almoft, his Word 
 And will reveild I weir. 
 Who in his Wifdome hes 
 
 All Natures made of naught, 
 And ilk a Creature and kind, 
 
 Their feverall courfes taught. 
 The Bodies all aboue, 
 
 Thejpheir and cirled Heauen, 
 iff He maks rin reftleflfe round about. 
 As violentlie drawen. 
 The fure and folid Ground, 
 
 Juft placed lik a prick, 
 In mids alike vnmoueable, 
 
 Does ftill and liable Hick. 
 
 With both the forts of Seas, 
 
 Embrodered about, 
 
 
hat ftill does brafli and beat their banks, 
 
 With many roar and rout. 
 He all aboue the Earth, 
 
 The Region of the Air, 
 Right properlie appointed for 
 
 His Palace did prepare. 
 Although the Heaven of Heavens, 
 
 Moft polifhed perfite, 
 His Grace and Godhood not contains, 
 
 Full glorious, and grite, 
 For in the Earth and Deeps, 
 
 And Firmament moft fair, 
 His bleffed Sprit and EJfence is, 
 
 Ov'r all and everie-where. 
 He all and everie thing, 
 
 H'apointed hes and plac'd ; 
 And what his Providence perform'd, 
 
 Is nothing void nor waift. 
 The thrid and higheft Heaven, 
 
 Great GOD he did ordaine, 
 For Angels, and the bleffed Band, 
 
 A maniion to remaine. 
 The fubtle Air belowe, 
 
 And Firmament for Fowles, 
 The deadlie Deepe, and black AhjJJ\ 
 
 For damned Jprits and Joules. 
 The fleeting finned Fijli, 
 
 Frefh Waters, Floods, and Seas : 
 For favage, wilde, and bloody Beq/ies, 
 
 He planted Parks and Trees. 
 Yet of thofe all the vfe, 
 
 Nature taught, we ken. 
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He hes appointed for fupplie, 
 
 And nurifhment to men, 
 And fapentlie hes fet, 
 
 In feafon ilk a fort, 
 And all things as he thinks it good, 
 
 Provids for their fupport. 
 All formes of Fifhe the Floods, 
 
 Her eating Flejli the Field, 
 All healthfome Fowles for foode, the Air, 
 
 He hes ordain'd to yeeld. 
 The Glob setheriall, 
 
 And cloffe com\>2i&,e<\.Jpheir, 
 He peopled hes with lightfome lamps, 
 
 The ftreaming^/farr's, and cleir. 
 Some of thofe litler Lights, 
 
 But fteiring fteadfaft flay, 
 And fome their circled courfes change, 
 
 And alter erring ay. 
 And fuch like Hee hes fet 
 
 Thefe ornaments amang, 
 That through the voults of Criftall ikyes, 
 
 Full gleglie glanling gang. 
 Twa-glimfing golden Globes, 
 
 With bodies broad and bright, 
 The Greater for to guide the day, 
 
 The LeJJe to rule the night. 
 The filver Cynthia, 
 
 Doeth both increfle and waine 
 Into a Month : and Phoebus courfe 
 
 A yeare concludes againe. 
 The twife two Elements, 
 
 And everie other thing ; 
 
 Abers 
 
Abers not by thair limit bounds, 
 
 Be th' All-creating King. 
 Bot onl'vnthankfull man 
 
 Tho to his vfe alone, 
 Great good and gratious God, did all, 
 
 Befoir expreft, compone : 
 Zit all the Creatures, 
 
 That He hes made amang, 
 Man only know's the right, and zit, 
 
 Does walk awry, and wrang. 
 
 Fortis ejlfalfam infamiam contemner e. 
 
 ALL they that loue, and liueth be the law, 
 And they that ftur, hir ftatutes to trangres, 
 All they of God, that his commands do knaw, 
 Than leud Reports, they nothing compt of leffe, 
 All they in life, who puritie profefle, 
 Than fland'ring tongues, they nothing more deteft, 
 Wha feiks to fmoir, while they the more increafe, 
 The giltles Fame, the pure, and perfect beft, 
 The Scripture ill ewes, the wifer fort, expreems, 
 Detra&ing tongues, a vice vnworthieft, 
 Which God moft vile, and odious efteems, 
 Of falls infamous lies, than think no mair, 
 Bot as words loft, and Echoes in the air. 
 
 A ne prayer for the faiihfull. 
 
 OLord whofe force, and righteoufnes do reach, 
 From Monarchies, vnto the meineft Mote, 
 Lord whofe Regall ftaitlines does ftreach, 
 O're all not palling once the fmalleft iott, 
 
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O Lord that fau'd, vnloft thy feruant Lot, 
 And for diftruft, ftrake vp his wife in ftone, 
 O Chrift that cur'd, by touching of thy cott, 
 The blind, the lame, and all, with greifs, begone, 
 Look Lord, I pray, down from thy thundring throne,] 
 And viewvs wratches with thy eies deuine, 
 Guide vs with grace from danger eu'rie one, 
 Whom thou ele&s, and chufes to be thine, 
 Blifle vs on Earth, and giue vs perfe& pace, 
 And in the Heauens fruition of thy face. 
 
 VPON THE REVEREND AND GOD- 
 ly M. N.H.Commi/far of Aber. 
 
 HEre lies inclofde, within this Caue of clay, 
 His bloodies bones that boldly did imbrace, 
 In Clirijl, the Truth, vnto his dying day, 
 Whofe like now few, are liueand left, alace, 
 Pereit to Poize, with pietie, the place, 
 That vpright He, did but a Ipot prelerue, 
 By guide gouerning, godlines, and grace, 
 Which now to found, (that furely cannot fwerue) 
 Thy publid praife, O happie Sotde fhall ferue, 
 Though thou be dead, and death thy droffe, deuoir, 
 Thy laud fhall not, inlaik, that does deferue, 
 For to remain, jmmortall euermoir, 
 
 Thy Name, by Fame, into this land fhall liue, 
 Though feafons Hide, it permanent fhall priue. 
 
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DIALOGVE VPON THE VERTVOVS\ 
 and Right honourable Sir Thomas Gordon 
 of Clunie Knight. 
 
 Interlo. 
 
 Refp. Fame. 
 
 Pub. Weal. 
 
 W Hair flies thou Fame, fofrantick-like, and faft?l 
 What chance, or change ? what may thy mur- 
 ning moue I 
 What grieus thee thus, how goes thou fo agaft, 
 What newes in Earth, what in the Heavens aboue?! 
 Thou Tongue of Time, thou wingd-foote Her o/rfftay,! 
 T'impart th'imployments vnto vs we pray. 
 
 Fame. 
 The force of my, Affaires and woes fcarfe can, 
 Permit a paufe much-leffe to bide, and breath, 
 Bot wit Thou weele, the World it wants a Man, 
 By the vntimous, Tyranie of death. 
 
 Whofe worthines, to found out J am fend, 
 Vnto the Heauen and to the Worlds end. 
 
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 Whom haue J loft ? Fa. A manfujl member you, 
 That lou'd the Lord, and held Religion deere, 
 Alas remoued, and tranfported now, 
 From yow, the faithfull, that are fechtand here. 
 Vnto his Home, the high and ftately Heauen, 
 That God vnto, the glorified hes giuen. 
 
 And 
 
And hes thee left, as Orphane to bewaill, 
 And weept his want, with teares and tragick toone. 
 That from this wofull and this wratched vail, 
 His fhyning vertues Sunne hes fet fo foone, 
 By whofe eclipfed and declined light, 
 This day is darke, like the Cymmeriane night. 
 
 His fan&ified Souk celeftiall, 
 From whence it came, to God againe is gone, 
 Vp to the higheft heauen imperiall, 
 Th'appointed Pallace of the Lord, where None, 
 
 Bot Souks of Saints, and blefled Angels be, 
 
 Eleft to life, from all Eternitie. 
 
 His Name, Remembrance, and his Memorie, 
 The Earth vp to, the firmament, fhall fill, 
 The mouth's of men, fhall minifter with me, 
 To caufe them vncorrupt continue ftill, 
 
 And grafie-like grow, great, glorious, and greene, 
 
 As if they were, fubftantially feene. 
 
 How greatly than, thou graced are, O graue, 
 (A feuen foote Cell,) made of the marble mold, 
 His knighted Corps, with honour thou fhall haue, 
 Whofe Fame, fkarfe can, the miuerfall hold, 
 Whairbe the age, fucceeding, this, fhall fee, 
 How rair a Man, heir buried lies, in Thee. 
 
 To his louing friends. 
 Profop. 
 
 YOu Honourable, Deere, and louing, Frends, 
 To whome God giues, his graces great, and guid, 
 
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 Mark this Mort-head, and your enfewing ends, 
 See bow it ftands, think fome-time how it flood, 
 Now bot bare bones, and hes beines, but their blood, 
 No worldlie wit to Kingdomes, Crowns, nor kin, 
 Brings with them blejjings or Beatitude, 
 Nor will they Heauen vnto the wicked win, 
 All Earthlie pompe, if not divod of Jin, 
 Shall turne to this wherein my bones are borne, 
 $|A trimmed Tomb, with rotten waires within, 
 Brought forth to day, and buried on the morne : 
 Liue therefore godlie, verteous, well and wife, 
 Such happieft, and onely bleffed dies. 
 
 2. 
 
 £ f^i OD gaue to me of friends fufficient, 
 VJ Of worldlie wit, a reafonable ftore ; 
 ^| Of Thefaure too, vntill 1 was content, 
 2 And honour here, yea, whill I crav'd no more : 
 <| Yet all is nought, and bot a gloffe of glore, 
 r| Like the Solfoquium, a fading flowre, 
 That with the Sun does all the day decore 
 The Gardens greene ; fine fetteth in an houre. 
 ||Bot Chrifl my King, and Souls-fweet Saviour, 
 
 My comfort is, my honour, health, and all, 
 ** Everlafting life, and never tracking treafure, 
 a That permanent fliall be perpetuall : 
 
 Leaue then deare Friends, wealth vanifhing & vaine, 
 Make Chrifl with me your God, your goods, your gain. 
 
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AJirong Opiniafor. 
 
 FOr Fortunes favour or her fead, 
 I nether eik nor pairs my trynde ; 
 Though mifreport of me be made, 
 I nether vex nor moue my minde : 
 For who to mifreport pretend, 
 Difinakes their malice in the end. 
 
 I pance not on no prefent things, 
 
 Nor covets thofe that are to come : 
 I flurt not for Cupido's ftiDgs, 
 Nor am I driven to doe as fome. 
 For privat pleafure to prefcriue, 
 The day of death, or terme of Hue. 
 
 Hi fafh me not with Court effairs, 
 I fute not for a feat fupreame : 
 I am not cloy'd with Countrey cares, 
 Nor hunt I for renoune of Name : 
 For I finde footh that wife men fayes, 
 Fame conqueft foone, als foone decay es. 
 
 To gather geare is good I grant, 
 
 Bot godlie nought therein to glore : 
 Then fome-time haue, and fome-time want, 
 I for my felfe, I wolde no more : 
 It furfets oft, and feemeth fore, 
 To want, or to be ftill in ftore. 
 
 With faithfull Friends I doe not fafh, 
 No ended bargane back I bring : 
 
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! waift me not in vaine to wafh 
 The woeb J wait that wil not wring : 
 For folie is to enterprife 
 That not into my power lies. 
 
 doe not hate no others hap. 
 
 And am content here with my owne : 
 
 ftriue not to mount vp a ftap, 
 
 To be two grees againe down-throwne. 
 Bot I employ me in that place, 
 Where glore I gaine not, nor dilgrace. 
 
 Th'vnpleafant Proud I plaine difpife, 
 
 From Fooles J flee as from my foes, 
 I loue and honour ay the wife, 
 And ftill I doe miflike of thofe, 
 
 As Sancls that bears a Sand-like ftioe, 
 And yet in deed are no wayes fo. 
 
 For doubtfome changes that may chance, 
 
 I nether glade, nor yet I grieue : 
 For hope of things that may advance, 
 I nether like to die nor Hue 
 For worldlie thing is not can 
 One Hue, once make an happie man. 
 
 For fwelling rage of forrowes fhowr's, 
 
 As vnaflaulted fure I fitt : 
 And for vnconftant ftormie fhowr's, 
 As fixed faft, I'fotch no futt : 
 So as a Bulwark on the ftrand, 
 Rebeatting Fortunes bloes I ftand. 
 
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For cumming ftorm's, I doe forecaft, 
 Of greateft ill's J choofe the beft : 
 J fet.no faill, I hew no niaft, 
 No vehement I know can left. 
 And as no Pilat vnexpert, 
 I view the Compos and the Cart. 
 
 For inftant greefe, for gladneffe gone, 
 
 Beleiue J nether heat nor coole. 
 At all events I ftill am one, 
 
 For ought J nether joy nor doole : 
 So both in peace and in debate, 
 J ftill remaine in one eftate. 
 
 Vpon the death of the honorable LadieD. H.B. L. JEjffel. 
 The defun6t La. to her living friends. 
 
 YOu yet that brakes this breath, 
 By birth who euer you bee ; 
 Difcend duwn deeplie in your felfe, 
 
 Confider, fearch, and fee 
 From whence thou came, when, how, 
 
 And whither thou muft go, 
 What ftrength thou hes, what ftuf thou art, 
 
 Learne carelefle man and kno. 
 Thou art but momentare, 
 
 And not immortall made, 
 Your flefti thogh fair, it fragill is, 
 
 And like a flowre fhall fade. 
 
 What is thy Idol wealth ? 
 
 What is eftate or ftrength ? 
 
 And 
 
5 
 
 And what be thefe thy pleafures all. 
 
 Which thou fhall leaue at length : 
 They are like fhooting ftarres, 
 
 That make a fhining fhoe, 
 Or like to thefe ftraight running ftreams, 
 
 That but regrefle doe goe. 
 All flefh is graffe, and graffe, 
 
 Be courfe it does decay, 
 So (hall the glorie of the flefh, 
 
 Evainifh once away. 
 Th'vnhappie Heire of Sin, 
 
 The Sonne of yre forlorne 
 And giltie banilht from thy bliffe, 
 
 By Nature thou art borne, (.*.) 
 
 O then whence fprings thy Pride, 
 
 Conceau'd in Sin lince ze, 
 Be borne in bail, in labour Hues, 
 
 And out of doubt muft die. 
 Vane is the trull in men, 
 
 Thar glorie vaine, and than. 
 Amongs all \anities, moft vaine, 
 
 The vaineft Vaine, is Man. 
 When pafling pleafures off, 
 
 This polling life moll pleafe, 
 Zit they, they paffe, and fade, they flie, 
 
 And perifh does all thefe. 
 To vermine ze convert, 
 
 From worms to dufl ze doe. 
 DifTolue and all your pompe departs, 
 
 To Earth, and aflies too. 
 Bot O vaine glorious worme, 
 
 In pleafure, pride, and pompe, 
 
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That Hues thy life looke here below 
 
 To me a liueles lompe. 
 Wha while I plaid my part, 
 
 On the vnftable ftage, 
 And in this wofull worldly vaile, 
 
 Paft o're my pilgrimage, 
 My Nature fram'd me faire, (v) 
 
 My Fortune gaue me welth, 
 And many daies my gratious God, 
 
 With honour gaue me health, 
 Preferment, Pleafure, wit, 
 
 Contentment, and delight, 
 Thou wretched world faw me poffeffe, 
 
 With folace in thy fight : 
 Yet honour, beautie, birth, 
 
 Riches, renowne, and rent, 
 Nor kingdomes can releiue the life, 
 
 When here hir fpace is fpent. 
 For Prince nor Peafant poore, 
 
 The Libertine, and flaue 
 The Monarch and the Mifer meine, 
 
 Shall all goe to the Graue. 
 Wit wordly, nor vaine welth, 
 
 Nobilitie, nor blood, 
 T'exeme the one day, from thy death, 
 
 Shall doubtles doe no good, 
 Th'ambitious hautie head ? 
 
 What helps his honour him, 
 When dreidful death, that ghoftly Groome 
 
 Leane, Meagre, Pale, and grimme, 
 Feirce, and inflexible, 
 
 To peirce him fhall appeare ? 
 
 Shall 
 
Shall lordfhips then prolong his life, 
 
 Or honour hold him heir ? 
 No not one houre, although, 
 
 He did pofleffe all that, 
 Great Ccefar, Cyrus, Salomon, 
 
 With all their glory gat. 
 Inane, and futill was, 
 
 And like a floure, faft fled, 
 The pleafures all, that they poffeft, 
 
 And honours which they had ; 
 A Sar'cine Saladine, 
 
 Once Emp'rour of the Eaft, 
 When death did him attach, and with, 
 
 That rigrous rod arreft, 
 Through AJkalon fometime, 
 
 In Palefline a Towne, 
 That proud and pagane Potentat, 
 
 Caufe carrie vp and downe, 
 Vpon his launce, his linning fliirt, 
 
 And thus caufd crie : no moir, 
 Hes now deid Saladine of all, 
 
 His treafures, wealth, and ftoir. 
 All pleafure fo fhall paffe, 
 
 Gold treafure is but trafh, 
 And as the Sunne diffolues the fnow, 
 
 So wealth away does walb, 
 And what while we are here, 
 
 Seemes to the fenfe, moft fweet, 
 Or beft does pleafe, it is nought but, 
 
 Vexation of the fpreit, 
 This world then it is nought, 
 
 That onely worthy wairs ? 
 
 That 
 
That fuld the Chriftian Confcience cloy. 
 
 Nor too much clag, with cares ? 
 No no that is it nought, 
 
 Since euery thing, and all, 
 That earthly is, fliall haue an end, 
 
 And is but temporall, 
 Weell fiince this world within, 
 
 We no thing firme can finde, 
 And what this life, naoft large does len, 
 
 Shall all be left behind, 
 Goods, children, kin, and frends, 
 
 And which more deare, we loue, 
 Our life we leaue, theirs no remeid, 
 
 But from this Monde remoue. 
 Here honour keepes no hold, 
 
 Nor does delights indure, 
 Zone heaue, this Earth, the Aer, that Sea, 
 
 From fhifting are not fure : 
 Nor no thing on the Earth, 
 
 (That helps to humane vfe,) 
 From alteration quite exempe, 
 
 Did th' AU-Diuine produce. 
 For man, beaft, fifh, and foule, 
 
 Plant, metal 1, Hones, and Trees, 
 Once widders, wracks, once rots, or rufts, 
 
 Decayes, departs, or dies. 
 Than thou art madde O man, 
 
 Into thofe toyes to trull, 
 That temp'rall are, zea tranfitore : 
 
 And nought but droffe and dull. 
 Herefore what is but duft, 
 
 And what thou deems molt deere. 
 
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ffitfttHi 
 is graffie glore forget, and think 
 
 On Heaven whill thou art here. 
 There lay thy compt a Crowne 
 
 To conquefle, and atchyue : 
 Here throughlie think that there the life, 
 
 Ay lading thou mull Hue. 
 Here guide thee fo, at left 
 
 To grow in grace, begin 
 From hollow of thy heart, to hate 
 
 Iniquitie and fin. 
 Prepare provifion here, 
 
 And make thee in fome meaiure, 
 There onely there for to extruft, 
 
 A never tracking treafure. 
 And there to dwell here muft 
 
 Th'endevours be addreft ; 
 Where ever, and perpetuallie 
 
 Is pleafure, peace and reft. 
 And where in full of joy's 
 
 The juft and blefled byd's, 
 But change beyond all date of day's, 
 
 All termes, all times, and tyd's. (v) 
 
 Where Mourning fhall in Mirth, 
 
 Lone be exchangd in Gaine ; 
 JlAnd where Mortalitie refind, 
 
 Immortall fhall remaine. 
 
 EIDEM. 
 
 Since Death, diftreffe, wrack, wretch ednes, and woe, 
 Since mourning, and fince miferie to Man, 
 Peculiar are, and thy adherents, O ! 
 | Why fhould thou ftart, and ftrange efteme them than, 
 
 F Since. 
 
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Since Policie nor power carnall can, 
 Divert, remoue, nor in a point preveine, 
 | Thy danger, or Misfortune fatall, whan, 
 To feafe on thee, too fharplie they are feene : 
 No Kingdoms, Crowns, no Kin, nor Confobrein, 
 Nor nothing here that being hes nor Breath, 
 Not Tyrants with their Terrors can retein, 
 The vildeft worme, from dying once the Death : 
 Since nought can Death, nor forrows faif from thee 
 Lamenting Hue, and living learne to die. 
 
 In what a Labarinthian fink of fin ? 
 fjln what a Maze, in what a miferie ? 
 Into what greef, and with what grons begin ? 
 The Dulfull dait of Mans Nativitie, 
 Woe, weeping, Care, and cryes continuallie, 
 Are at his Birth, and at his Burial both, 
 | In ficknes fore, or forrows furedlie, 
 The Time twixt Life and Death, he groning goth, 
 So fillie Man, does bot lament and mourne, 
 Whill to the ground, his Grandame he returne. 
 
 | He weeps when from the bellie he is borne, 
 And enters firft (the ftage) diftilling tears, 
 So to the world, he mourning giu's gud-morne, 
 And as he liu's, fo to lament he lears, 
 His lewd-led-life, occafion giu's of fears, 
 Feare breeds complaints, perplexities, and paine, 
 So thus his life, it vanifhes, and wears, 
 He comes in greef, and groning goes againe, 
 Lamenting firft, he looks vpon the light, 
 Lamenting laft, he giues againe good-night. 
 
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To the fame honorable Ladie. 
 
 MElpomine al Murners Tragick Mufe t 
 Some vnknowne kinde of fadeft fable chufe, 
 T'inveft thyfelfe there-with whereby, thou may, 
 Expreflie more, divulgat, and bewray, 
 Thy care and caufe, all Creaturs to ken, 
 Thy grieu's more great, nor's ordinar to men, 
 Convene thy wits, vfe all thy Airt and fkill, 
 For words thou wont to write, now Tears diftil, 
 And vnto Tritone that the Trident bears, 
 Pay triple tribute, of fait brimmifh tears. 
 Defire thy fweet and facred Sifters fine, 
 To trim their Harps, to tragick toons like thine, 
 And pray your Prince, Apollo for to borrow 
 Some of Neptunus tears, to fhow your forrow. 
 Th'Arrabick gulphe, the Eaft nor Ocean feas, 
 Shall b'infufficient to fuffice your eies. 
 Although ye fhould, yea recole6t the raine, 
 And gathred all in drops difgorg't againe, 
 Yet all this fhould not plentie, proue, nor flore, 
 Thy departure, dear Ladie, to deplore, 
 No thought they all, that liue of humane line, 
 Coelefliall fignes, and Dieties divine, 
 And all that care can kno, or forrow fee, 
 Should too tear-wafh, this terren Tomb with me, 
 Though th'Echoing^V it murmour fhould and mone 
 Tho light-foot winds fhold whiffel their grifs & grone, J 
 And though the fire afcend be Nature light, 
 As forrowful to fee fo fad a fight, 
 And th'ifor^aggrieud her Entrels hudge fhould teare|| 
 Moft difcontent thy burdenn dead to beare, 
 
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Although the Ihyning Sun himfelfe fhould fhrowd, | 
 Moft carefull for thy caufe within a cloud. 
 And though the Clouds lamenting looke and lowre, 
 And tears for raine vpon the planes fhould powre. 
 Though brutifh Beafts fhould brey,burft,rage& rore, 
 And fchools of Fifli feeme t'ambifet the fhore : 
 All mourning in their maner to the end, 
 Their heavines to haue vs apprehend. 
 Though Creeping things, and flights of Fowles a\-v?\\&ir, 
 Deiue with their din, the deiphs, the earth, the Air, Vk 
 And though that Monfter many mouthed Fame, ^ 
 Thy onely praife fhould publifh and proclame ; 
 Still elevat aboue the Rounds, and rear-it, j?J 
 
 i And blaz't abroad als far as Fame can bear-it. S& 
 
 i And it in Diamonds indent and maffe, 
 Jt into Marble, and in bookes of Brajfe. 
 And laft, though Men in numbers infinite, Sa 
 
 Should in complaints, confume, and fpend theirjprit : ¥& 
 'And be fo fad as never feene was fuch, 
 g Murne what they may, they can not murnetoo much. 
 Although their backs the black doole bages bear's, 
 Though mournfull minds too teftifies their tears. 
 And though with lynes lugubrious and fad 
 Thy Coffin they haue covered and fpred. 
 Yea though they fhould conglomerat and joine 
 All th'earthl'-eftgrenf, with thofe the beft abone. 
 And then draw from the Thefaurie of Arts, 
 On perfe&lie perfect in whole and parts. 
 Yet fhould he not ineugh deplore and praife 
 Thy Death and thy Deferring in thy daies. 
 
 Vpon 
 
Vpon the lumeji and vertuous, Ag. Choi. 
 
 THefe be the treafours that this Tombe containes, 
 Earth, dufl, and a/lie, much pampred in our pride, 
 Now but a band, of boffe, and bloodies bains, 
 That but (hort time, here in their beauties bide, 
 Flejli is moft fraile, and fuddantly does Aide, 
 No durance is nor certentie of daies, 
 No mortall men, hes wherein to confide, 
 But in the Lord, through Chrifl, the Scripture faies, 
 So while each one, their part like Stagers plaies, 
 Vpon this worlds, vaine Theatre I wold, 
 They learnd to die, vnto the Lord alwaies, 
 So for to reft, inregiftred, and rold, 
 Amongs the happie, companie of thofe, 
 To life ele&, be mercie, loue, and choife. 
 
 Vpon the Might Honourable A. I. of Drum. 
 
 Fame. 
 
 COme me (the Herold of the heauens) behold, 
 Remembrance mouth, and neuer dying Fame, 
 Tongue vnto Time, and Trenchman vncontrold, 
 Reporter cheefe, and Publifher fupreame, 
 In loyfull The/is, or in tragick Theame, 
 What be aboue, or in the Earth, belaw, 
 By Prouidence, preordain'd to proclaime, 
 Jn fwifteft fort, to fignifie and fhaw, 
 
 The will, decrees, Occurrents, now, and then, 
 Of Gods eternall, and of mortall Men. 
 
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 Truth, 
 
Truth, Vertue, Lone, Faith, Pietie, and Peace, 
 Preft with complaints, importun'd, and opreft ; 
 Their Synode fet, this Sepulture the place, 
 This Death, their Dolor, to dilate a dreft, 
 In mourning manner for to manifeft, 
 What all the liuing, and this Land hath loft, 
 A Baron bold, of blood, an of the beft, 
 A mundane Mirrour but a Match almoft, 
 
 A perfect Paterne plenifhed withall, 
 
 The excellent, and virtues Cardinall. 
 
 Each one of thefe, are damnified by daith, 
 Each one of thefe, are wounded with this wrack, 
 Each one of thefe, are iuftly wrongd and wraith, 
 To each of thefe, an Louer is in lackt, 
 Each one of thefe, with Death their band, fhal break, j 
 To honour him, and in Remembrance haue, 
 And -each of thefe, hes fworne this for his fake, 
 For to ingrofle, his graces on his graue, 
 
 And hing on high, aboue, his honours Herfe, 
 
 His worthines, and verities into verfe. 
 
 Receiue then Earth, and in thy bofome lay, 
 This fragill frame, in fubftance like thy fell, 
 A Man of mold, conuerted into clay, 
 Whofe Truth and whofe, jntegritie to tell, 
 Leaue vnto Me, the reftles ringing Bell, 
 Time Death, nor Age, fhal in Obliuion bring, 
 Nor from my Troumpe, his palling praife, expell, 
 Altho that death, or'threw the earthly Thing, 
 The heauenly half is hence to heauen againe, 
 Which both by me, remembred fhall remaine. 
 
 Vpon\ 
 
VPON THAT HONORABLE AND 
 
 worthie Gent. M. Patrik Cheyn 
 
 of Main/tone. 
 
 WHat both thy worth, & what thou was to wriet, | 
 What hapines, and honour here thou had : 
 What prouidence, and prudencie of ipreit, 
 And what a life, beloued thou hes led, 
 Needs not be pens, of Poets be expreft, 
 That of it felfe, is fo made manifeft. 
 
 Thy loue to freinds, and to thy countrie weel, 
 Who could not know, thy conftancie, and Cair, 
 Vnto this Citie, fyne and Common-weell, 
 Of all an moft, affe&ed euermair, 
 
 Deferuing weell, of both, thou was I wait : 
 Since for thy graue, their greife is now fo great, 
 
 An feme, an Jewell, and a chofen CJieyne, 
 A Cheane, both be, thy Nature, and thy Name : 
 Vnto this Burgh, thou euermair hes beene, 
 But death, alace, foone fundered the fame ; 
 And from all common cummers hes conuoi'd, 
 Thee thee to heauen in whom we iuftly ioi'd. 
 
 The) 
 
THE CONTENTS AND SVMME 
 of the Authors his Chriftian Knight 
 
 Tran/lated. 
 
 PErmit, and let, thy louing lookes alight, 
 And with wel-willing eies vouchfafe to view ; 
 The young vnwife, and wilfull wandring Knight, 
 Dreft in apparell and an habit new ; 
 Which in a ground, and barren Garden grew, 
 Almoft vnworthy, to be worne, and zit : 
 The Portrat right, the Type, the Figure true, 
 And very viue Anatomie of wit: 
 To monflrate thefe, the Miffes we commit. 
 And make them all, be fenfible, and feene, 
 Yea th'image and, the Idea is it, 
 That reprefents, moll Efauld to the eyne : 
 The nat'rall man, imprudent and prophane, 
 Be grace of God, regenerate againe. 
 
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 OF Sathans fnares, that fouls incites to fin, 
 Here is detected the vndoubted Truth, 
 And all that may, inveit to vice, whairin, 
 Oft falls th'vndanted and rebellious youth, 
 Here are the finns, deciphered of ilouth. 
 Of Mifbeleefe, of Malice, and Envie, 
 And heir of finne, alfo to drench the drouth, 
 The Well diuine, and fpring of vertue fpie, 
 Heir is the Touch where thou may truly trie, 
 If thou hes fully faithfull beene, befoir, 
 
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 And here are perfe6t plafteres to apply, 
 To falue the foule, and to heale found her foare : 
 And here as in, a mirrour mark thou may, 
 To life or death, the right or radie way. 
 
 At t/ie death of the right honourable Sir 
 J. Wifehart of Pettarro Kn. 
 'T^He world it is, a Theater and Men, 
 
 The A&ors are, vpon this ftatelie ftage ; 
 Whereof fome yong, ibme midlings, now, and then. 
 Some in the verie Euening of their age, 
 Prefents themfelfs, preparde to play their page; 
 §| Yet in a moment, fuddenlie, and foone, 
 As poafting Palmers, poaft a Pilgrimage, 
 They dryving o'r, we dow, decerne, haue doone, 
 And glyds into the Graue, the Den of Death, 
 That each one for his place retering hath. 
 
 Yet Death, nor this the Graue vnto the good, 
 Nor fliould affright, no nor difmay them muft, 
 Albeit the boulke, the marrow, bons, and blood, 
 They reconvert in Afhes, Earth and Duft. 
 For Iefus Chrijl, th'Omnipotent and juft, 
 From both he ftruke the fling, and ftayd that ftrife, 
 To all that in his mercies truelie truft, 
 3 And plainlie made them Ledders vnto life : 
 
 Whereby to Heaven, that glorious Scene t'afcend, 
 Triumphand A&ors, ever more but end. 
 
 Men fhould not then, too much bot meafure mourne, 
 Nor for their Friends, impatientlie deplore ; 
 Who as they take, long ere their Time returne, 
 And goe to graue, their hours prefix'd before, 
 
 G Wherein 
 
Wherein they doe their Maker moue the more, 
 Whill thus at his appointments they repine, 
 And with their groning derogats his glore, 
 Which in his great Synedrione divine, 
 
 H'apoints that all, that ever breathd, and bee, 
 Should ere they liue, tafte the firft death, and dee 
 
 Death is the Port of Peace, Rejlrent from ftrife, 
 Place of Repqfe, Conclaue of all Content : 
 The gate to Glore, the Line that leeds to Life, 
 The way offle/h, that worldlings ever went, 
 It was the battering Bombard Iefus bent, 
 To break and brvfe the Serpent and our Sin. 
 Jt was the Ramme, that Heauens-ftrong Ramperds rent 
 To make Men mount, and eafilie enter in : 
 . In Sion fure, faif fanftified for TJiem, 
 The heavenlie, holie, new Ierufalem. 
 
 To his verie louing friend, (.-.) 
 
 M r . T. M. 
 
 AMortall man, Immortalized now, 
 This earthlie Vrne, this compond cajkat keeps 
 Call'd from the Cairs that croffe and cumber you, 
 Content in Chrift here found and foftlie fleeps, 
 Fle/h, blood and bones (the flouchs and truelie typ's 
 Of the restrained and imyrifond Jperit, 
 Wherein opreft, as from a Pit it peeps.) 
 Jmmaft, are now, in mold, a Mantion meet, 
 Preordaind for the verie beft, albeit, 
 They by their birth, be of Bajilik blood, 
 For Death, that all devours, thus does decreit, 
 
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 All flefh Jliall to, the creeping frie be food : 
 
 And men howfoev'r in pleafurs Seas they fuom, 
 Once ftiall confind be in a terrene Tomb. 
 
 TO A COVRAGIOVS YOVNG MAN 
 William Keith, who for his Countries honour/lew 
 an Englifhman and fuffered for the fame. 
 
 WOld not the Ghqft of that great Greek be glade, 
 That paind fo much to pen a Pagans praife, 
 Jf he the happines, or honor had 
 To be a liue, now dead into thir daies, 
 To make his tongue a trump t'impen and blafe 
 Through all the Anguls of the Vniverfe, 
 Into moft loftie, and moft learned layes, 
 And in more then his wonted wondrous verfe, 
 To caufe couragious Keyth thy praife to perfe, 
 Als well the Spheirs, as that lowe place of paine, 
 And in thy honor here vpon thy Jlerfe, 
 To leaue thir lyn's for ever to remaine : 
 Here lyes a youth, who for his Countreys caufe 
 A Saxon Jlew, fine suffred be the Laws. 
 2. 
 
 TO filence time, thy praife fliall never put, 
 Nor once Envy thy ventrous worth ftiall wrong, 
 No though the graue vpon thy gore doe glut 
 Whill man is man, thy laud fhall liue fo long, 
 Thy fact to Fame fure fhall become a fong, 
 And valiant WilVam thou ftiall ever more, 
 Be memoriz'd, and mentioned among, 
 Thofe Gallants that haue gaind and gotten glore, 
 Thy famous friends for fenfing a-before, 
 
 G 2 Their 
 
Their Natiue Soyle, from ferce and faithles foes, 
 As Cronicles, their kinde, for to decore, 
 And Kamus Croffe, their vpfet Trophies choes : 
 So with thy Friends, thy Fameihsll flee ftout Keith, 
 Altho thou boght it dearlie with thy deith. 
 
 3. 
 
 WHat was his kindnes and his courage keene, 
 Belgick thy broyls, a Record beft can bair, 
 Where he broght vp neere from his Birth hes beene, 
 Nought bot to make his martiall minde grow mair, 
 Wherefore thou juftlie fhould ere&, and rear 
 To Mars his Man, a martiall Monument, 
 Since that he as ajbjour ferving thair, 
 Into thy querrell willing, and content, 
 His Blood oft-tims in thy employments fpent. 
 And this more too, to grace and do thee good, 
 Vpon thy foes, thy praifes he did prent. 
 In Grimfon Red, and CliaraEbers of blood. 
 To honor him, then thou hes mater much, 
 And of our Soyle full many thoufands fuch. 
 
 To the Cittie Aberden at tJie death of 
 Jho. Fo. Ba. 
 
 FAir Virgin Mother, Widow-like lament, 
 Thy Martiall Son, and Lamb-like lover loft, 
 Peirs everie ear, and place, with thy complent, 
 Whill they admire, that are remoteft moft, 
 Apend thy plaints, to everie Pole and poft, 
 Cludcographitfd, with Chare&ers of wo, 
 And let thy grief's vpon thy Goun b'ingroft, 
 That everie eie may fee thy forrow fo : 
 
 O 
 
O filent fad, and greiued, may thou goe, 
 
 Since to thy wracks, this wrack is ioyn'd the worft, 
 
 For dreadfull Death lies by one bitter bio, 
 
 One of thy firmeft, forts vnfreindly forft, 
 
 And maind the of, an of thy members ftrong ; 
 
 That boore thy burden louingly, and long. 
 
 To the defunB hisfpoufe. 
 
 DEere fruitefull vine, alone to languifh left, 
 Let not thy clufters, through thy care decay, 
 Though raging Death hes by all reafon reft, 
 And out of time, hes hint thy heid away, 
 Take thou on Thee, to be the ftaffe and ftay, 
 And beare thair birth, and all, the load alone, 
 That both aliue, in loue togidder ay, 
 You to this houre, haue gladly vndergone, 
 Through mourning much ; and out of meafure moue, 
 No not thy felfe, nor put in perill thofe, 
 To whom thou muft, be All, and th'only one. 
 (Except the Lord,) to place in the repofe, 
 
 Wherefore praife God, and take in patience this, 
 Thy hufbands death, from bail brought to his blis. 
 
 To his courteous freind, T. B. 
 
 Glue quick engines, that trailing to attaine, 
 The height of Honour and a liuing Fame, 
 With penning of, their Poejies prophane, 
 Should purchafe praife, and winne a noble Name, 
 What then braue Buck, fhould be thy part, herein, 
 That fhawes the forrow of the Soule for finne. 
 
 For 
 
For while as foorth, fome bufied be to bring, 
 The bad inuentions, of their boyling Braine, 
 Thou happie Thou, harps on an higher ftring ; 
 And fhowes a Man, regenerat again, (gi ue >< 
 
 Wherefore we fhould, TJiee thanks moftgratefullj 
 Becaufe a woeb, much worthier Thou wiue. 
 
 While wordly Writers witles and vnwife, 
 Be full of folies, and of friuole fraits, 
 Thy pen and paines, to profit moir tho'applies, 
 And both diuine, and worthily thou wraites, 
 Than fince thou fuch, a facred fubiect fings, 
 Flie with the pens, of praife and honours wings. 
 
 VPON THE DEATH OF THE W R- 
 
 fhipfull M. Alex. Cheyn Commifler 
 
 of Aber. 
 
 NOw now, at laft, and nought, while now haue I,< 
 Put a Catqjiroph, to this courfe of cair, 
 World, Flejli, and Feind, your forces J defie, (mair, 
 Your works are wrought, your mights may nowe noj 
 Now I am quit, and from your cummers clair, 
 Graue, Hell, and Sinne, your powers J defpife, 
 Death is the dore, through Faith ye ftep, and flair, 
 That makes my Joule, mount, fore, and fkall the fkiesj 
 Albeit the bones, left here confuming lies, 
 Yet certainly, J am affur'd they fhall, 
 To reft and ring, in their Redeemer rife, 
 Since Sathan, Sinne, the graue, death, hell and all, 
 That Lyon flrong, and yet a louing Lamb, 
 Tryumphantly, vpon the croffe o'rcame. 
 
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An defcription of the World. 
 
 WHat is this World, a Theater of woe ? 
 A golfe of greif, that ftill the greater growes, 
 A Faire where fooles, are flitting to and fro, 
 A Sea of forrow, that ftill ebs and flowes, 
 A Forge where Belial the bellowes blowes, 
 A Shippe of fenfuall Soules, neir funk for Jinne 
 Whair ramping Mage, is Ruther-man and rowes, 
 B A wratched Vail, full of all Vice within, 
 A Booth of bujines where reftles rin, 
 To wrack himfelfe, the wicked worldly worme, 
 A deadly Den, of dolor, and of din, 
 An onftai'd^aj/e, of Jiate, ajirife, ajiorme, 
 Th'vnquiet Court, of difcontent and Cair, 
 The Place of Pride, and well-fpring of Difpaire. 
 
 A dejire of an Repentant fpirit. 
 
 WOuld God my Soule, for Jinne fuch forrow felt, 
 As could caufe Me fpend al my time in Tears J 
 Would God my Heart, would euerie moment melt,| 
 And for my faults, be fraughted full of feares, 
 Would God myflefh, that fights, and battell beares, 
 Againft the powers, of the fpreit, would fpair, 
 And reft from wraftling and their jnward weares, 
 That does augment, and bot increafe my cair, 
 Would God my Plaints, could penetrat the Air, 
 To purchafe Peace, to my perplexed Spreit, 
 And neuer ceafe t'affend, nor reft ; but whair, 
 Thay face for face, might with th'Almightie meit, 
 
 To pray him for, a pardon, and a place, 
 
 Vnto Repentance, godlines, and grace. 
 
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 An admonition to the Soule to watch. 
 
 POore fillie Soule, thou fees not how are fet, 
 Thy fatall foes, about the in a Ball, 
 The Feind, and FUJJi, Thee in the gyues to get, 
 Of lothfome Luft, and pleafures fenfuall, 
 They will obieft, All what, may frame thy fall, 
 And eaft before, the Beautie for a bait, 
 Opinions ftrange, fals, and hereticall, 
 Promotion, Riches, Honour, and Eftate, 
 All what they can, find out for to defait, 
 flAnd with thy God, to get the in difgrace, 
 
 They will effay, each fecular conceit, 
 | To hold the from, thy heauenly Fathers face, 
 Heirfore on him, prepare the to depend, 
 He onely may, the from thy foes defend. 
 
 Invocation to the Lord Iefus tofaue the woun- 
 ded foule. 
 
 O Sonne of God, Silo fweetjauiour, 
 Thou that my fheild, and my affiftance art, 
 The pretious oyntments of thy pitie poure, 
 Jilnto my Souk, and wofull wounded lieart, 
 J'le proftrat, Me in publid, and in part, 
 My former fowle offences to confeffe, 
 My fecret finnes fore makes my Soule to fmart, 
 And I am wofull for my wickednes, 
 With hieft vp hands, and hartly humblenes, 
 I pray the pardon my impietie, 
 
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 Thy word divine, my God grants me regres, 
 
 And bids me feek the fweet focietie : 
 For thou art ay, fays the Apoftle Paull, 
 At hand to help, the wofull wounded SauU. 
 
 A Prayer for apaifing oftlie Plague. 
 
 OVr wicked liu's hes wakned Lord, thy wrath, 
 In kindling it for our iniquitie, 
 Jt maks thee blowe, this thy devouring breath, 
 To punifh vs, for our impietie. 
 Our fall's and faults, hes forc'd thee to let flee, 
 At the Noone day, thy Arrows Peftilent, 
 9 Yet in thy mercies Lord, remember : Wee 
 *| Are thy owne Sons, on whom the fame is fent, 
 Albeit thy Bow, againft our breafts be bent, 
 And thou the Rod, does hold into thy hand, 
 ||We hope thou will infpire vs to repent, 
 And from tWInfediion laft releif the Land, 
 That in the greatnes of her greef does grone, 
 Looking, Lord, for thy releif alone. 
 
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 WIth-hold thy haift, fpair Paffinger thy pace, 
 And marke amongs, thofe Marble Monuments, 
 $ This Graue, yet grene, and litle ludge alace, 
 $ And thereon fpend, fome parte of thy complents, 
 j| Mourne, mourne with Mee, a Miriad of laments, 
 And on th' Interred ftreams of thy tears diftill, 
 Whoes want the Wife, botli pitties, and repents, 
 i And whill They Hue, the Verteous all, they will 
 j| Their plaints powre out, difperfe, effund and fill. 
 
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'The Continent her Caverns with their cryes, 
 For never fhall their Sorrows ceafe ; not whill 
 They deaue the Dead, into thofe lairs that lyes : 
 For truft thou me, this terren Tomb contains, 
 A Reli£t rare, a godlie Young-mans Bains. 
 
 PROSOP OF THE DEFVNCT TO 
 his lamenting friends. 2. 
 
 A Paife your plaints, fince Fortune, Fate, nor Ctiance, 
 Was not the caufe, nor framers of my fall, 
 Bot be a pre-apointed Ordinance, 
 The Lord hes thus concluded me to call : 
 For Men are nought one way Attached all, 
 Nor by one kinde of Death ordaind to die, 
 No, no, but this Priuation temporall, 
 Hes different, and divers forts we fee: 
 From Prifon fome departe, and fome flit free, 
 And fome he force, be butcherie or blood, 
 Yea, fome be everie Element there bee, 
 That does, we knowe, this corrupt courfe conclude, 
 Yet dies thou this, I that, he fo and fo, 
 Die wee in Chrijl, the maner maters no. 
 
 Die ye in Chrijl, ye die well dying fo, 
 For Fire nor Sword, the Water, Earth nor A 
 They haue no power, nor the Puifiance, no, 
 But fpeciall permiffion to impair, 
 Nor for to harme into thy head an hair, 
 Vnleffe the Lord, pafle, fuffer, or permit, 
 For he hes ay, a kinde, and conftant Cair, 
 And ou'r his chofen ftill continues it, 
 His favours are not fragill, fraill, nor flit 
 
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This way or that, like worldlings now and than, 
 No, no, bot with his kindnes kind is knit, 
 Prote&ion too, each conftant Chriftian : 
 Then die, depart, or howfoever ye go, 
 Die ye in Chriji, ye die well dying fo. 
 
 DIALOGVE. 
 A new yeares gift. 
 
 Interl. Charites, and the Author, 
 Author. 
 
 THis Morning as J from my reft arraize, 
 And went to walke into the open Air, 
 I peradventure met whereon J gaize, 
 Thrie minzard Maids, all wonderfullie fair : 
 Their Robs a like, replendant rich and rair, 
 Whereat I was more moved to admire, 
 Who they fhold be, whence from they came,& whair 
 They at that time, intended to retire : 
 
 Whill thus on them, like one but life I looke, 
 One forward came, and be the fleif Me fhooke. 
 
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 Where be thy minde, when thou art mufmg thus ? 
 Why ftonifh'd ftands thou ? we intreat thee tell ; 
 Quod one, what wonders hes thou feene on vs, 
 That maks thee fo, for to forget thy fell, 
 Art thou inchanted be fome Magick fpell ? 
 Or thinks thou vs of that accurfed crew ? 
 With Lucifer, that from the Heaven down fell, 
 And now art come to vex and wearie yow : 
 Or why is it, fo ftupefa6l thou ftands, 
 Without fo much as moving head or hands. 
 
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 I mif-regarde, not fuch thrie fair, fo far 
 Nor doe I thinke, the forme of thqfe and thine : 
 For to be fuch, as you haue faid, that ar, 
 Appeirandlie, Jmmortall and Divine, 
 Swa that fweet Saints, this mufing is of mine, 
 A moldie grofnes, in my mortall eies, 
 Which can not fee, nor fuffer for to fhyne, 
 Your glorie great, for their infirmities : 
 And with my felfe, I am debaitting who 
 Thy felfe fhould be, and thy Companions two. 
 
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 Recall thy fprits, thy muling then remoue, 
 Debar all doubts, and wit thou this that wee 
 Are called Faith, ftrong Hope, and conftant Loue, 
 Of 10 VA juft, th'vndoubted Daughters three, 
 Come of Intention for to talke with thee, 
 And giue thee fome directions thou muft doo, 
 For thou of vs, art the appointed hee 
 To beare Imbaflage, or our bleffing too, 
 
 A much refpected honorable Pair, 
 
 Thus it in few, deliver and declair. 
 
 J Loue, the firft, and greateft of the Graces, 
 Saluts them fay, conjunct and feverall, 
 \ And promies them with all my friendl'embraces, 
 Prqfperitie and Peace perpetual I, 
 And I, quod Faith, adds to the former All, 
 A working quick, and juflifeing Faith, 
 And I quod Hope, my Anchor fends, which fhall 
 Suftaine them furelie, in the Seas of Death : 
 
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For be it, and, with what, thir two haue giuen, 
 Their Ancring fhall, be happie into heuin. 
 
 Now Friend we deeme, diflblued is thy doubt, 
 Since thou of vs, hes got a knowledge cleir, 
 And we (becaufe th' Anuall courfe is out, 
 And this day enters the fucceeding zeir, 
 Haue purpofed vnto Thee to appeir,) 
 And chufd The to, make manifeft our minde, 
 Vnto that two, that we doe hold fo deir, 
 And hes their Hearts, into one breft combind, 
 Who mutually, fhall linked liue, and die, 
 Full of our Hope, our Faith, and Charitie, 
 
 An Confe/Jion ofjinnes and Incalling of 
 the Lord. 
 
 OGod which art, great, good, and gratious, 
 Mod holy powerfull, and glorious, 
 We that are afhes of the Earth, and dull, 
 When we fall down before the feet, (we mult,) 
 Of thy high Maieftie confeffe, that we, 
 Are Sinners vile, borne, and conceiued be, 
 In finne, and that, by Nature we, no leffe, 
 Are nor a lumpe of Vice and wickednes, 
 Whofe Naturall and propertie, appears, 
 To grow in finne, as we increafe in yeares, 
 And in the works of wickednes, and wrong, 
 Waxes and growes, ay more, and more, more ftrong, 
 As does the body, and the minde, their ftrength, 
 And force receiue, through tract of time and length. 
 
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Thair is in vs, no good affection found, 
 No knowledge cleir, wholefome, fincere nor found, 
 Nor manner how thy bidding to obey, 
 Nor how apleafe thy maieftie we may, 
 Laft Lwd their byds, into our flefh, and blood, 
 Nothing that is, or can be called good, 
 And thought our ftate, accurfed doth herein, 
 Yea wratched moft, apeare : yet is, our finne, 
 More finfull much, and out of meafure maid, 
 By the exceeding^ grace, thou Lord hes laid, 
 ^ And offred vs, in the Evangell cleir, 
 Of thy vndoubted diuine Sonne moft deir. 
 Wharby from profiting, fo much, we ar, 
 That of our felfe, we ftiould waxe, war and war. 
 
 For moir the light, of knowledge is made plaine, 
 We would alace, the blinder more remaine, 
 The more t'obey, thee we are taught, we would, 
 Be froward moir, moir ftubberner, and bold, 
 Giue that by mightie power of thy fpriet, 
 It were not fruitefull made and mollifeit, 
 And thought that this, corruption Naturall, 
 We haue togidder, and in common All, 
 With Adams putrified, and rotten race, 
 That fell from God, through mifbeleif alace, 
 Yet we confeffe, in vs, it buds much moir, 
 Nor into vthers, it hes done befoir, 
 And fo much moir, fet forth, increft, and grew, 
 Though we mo waies, the fame had to fubdue. 
 B And we we had, yea much more meanes to kill, 
 Than others had, this wickednes and ill. 
 
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Whair firfl of all, the offer gratious, 
 Of that great treaf lire of thy word to vs, 
 Does make vs faultie, into many parts, 
 Of th'Adamantine, hardnes of our hearts, 
 For palling vther Nations thou lies lent, 
 And trufted vs, that Iewell excellent. 
 And yet it lies, (with no fmall number bot, 
 A flender and, a fmall intreatment got, 
 ; And felt as great, refiftance obftinate, 
 As at thofe gates it neuer knocked at. 
 For in this land, a Portion is (O Lord,) 
 § That partly neu'r, wold yeild vnto thy word, 
 " And partly when, they had confefd the fame 
 Defection made, and Apojiates became, 
 So proudly as, it weare, ftands at defence. 
 (Jn their conceits,) Lord with thine excelece 
 The reft which makes, therof profeffion, 
 And feemes t'affent and giues thereto fubmiffion, 
 They doe it not, accordingly, bot fkant, 
 Of zeale they are, in their profeffion fant, 
 R For firft thair, many of our people be, 
 Which through affection fond, to Papi/lrie, 
 So blinded are, mifcarried and led, 
 That ftraying ftill, in ignorance they tred, 
 Yea of the Truth, it felfe thought faithfully, 
 The word is preached in aboundancie, 
 Yet in thy Seruice true, and knowledge they, 
 Are now more raw, and inexpert alway, 
 Nor they before, haue beene, be many fold, 
 When blindly thay, idolatriz'd of old. 
 
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And whair a kind, of knowledge is, the which, 
 To any of fufficiencie is fuch, 
 Yea requifite, as is and fhould euin, 
 Sufficient for th'Inheritors of heauin, 
 Jt is yet feene, for the moft part, to be, 
 Conioynd in league, with fuch hypocrafie, 
 As makes TJiee that, does fearfe, the fecret raen, 
 Deteft, abhor, more hate, them and difdaine, 
 Then if they had, in all their Errors ill, 
 And in dark ignorance continued ftill, 
 Now for that few, of vs and remanant, 
 Which truly ftill, (of grace participant,) 
 
 f| And faithfully in thee beleeued haith, 
 It is with fuch, infirmitie of faith, 
 And with fo fmall correction of our 
 Forepaft trefpaffes and behauiour, 
 That our profefiion, that notorious, 
 Should be of thy great Gofpell glorious 
 Supported is, and borne, with fo few ftuites, 
 And fo fmall ftiaw, of good, and godly fruites, 
 Whole dignit' and excellencie alon, 
 Requireth more than we can minde vpon. 
 So that this makes, our Enemies, and Foes, 
 Condemne vs, and fome alfo are of thofe, 
 That are our owne, which doubtingly fufpect, 
 Giue we, or no, be thine, and thy elect, 
 
 The caufe of this, our ftate, we grant whairin, 
 We ftand it is, the hudgenes of our finne. 
 
 n| That beeing put, in truft, for to poffefTe, 
 
 3 This treafure of, infinite worthines. 
 
 GqfpeU great, and be preferred thus, 
 Before our neighbours Chriflians with vs, 
 
 And 
 
And yet in grait Obedience, to Thee, 
 Behinde them all, (we will confeffe) are wee 
 In knowledge firft, bot we are laft in zeale, 
 In Do&rine far before them, bot we faill 
 
 £ To pra&ife what, is preach'd, and ay we finde 
 In Difcipline,we ever are behinde, 
 The bands and holie zock Lord of thy Law, 
 Full heavilie we fuffer, thoill, and draw : 
 Whereby our Hues too vitious and vaine, 
 
 [| We fhould amend, correct, reforme, and ftraine 
 Our fond affe&ions all, and everie thing, 
 In vs enorme, we fhould in bondage briner. 
 The Gofpell that vnto vs did aduce, 
 Of honors and, of pleafures frier vfe ? 
 It welcome was, and we did it embrace 
 Bot that fame Gofpell that our wickednes 
 Reproved, and did threatten punifhment, 
 We was there-with, no thing fo well content. 
 It that did our Ambition rebuke, 
 We fkarcelie heard, or lent thereto a looke : 
 And that thereof, that does mod neerlie touch, 
 Salvation of, the Soule, we make of much. 
 Bot that againe, that doeth dire&lie more, 
 
 | Seme to refpect, Lord, thy heavenlie glore ; 
 And to the profite of our Neighbours all, 
 We make no compt, nor care for it, bot fmall. 
 And though the treaiure of thy Word hes bene 
 A pretious gift, as like was never feene. 
 Th'aflured figne of our Salvation, 
 Which to vs bairlie came not, nor alone, 
 Bot with aboundance, plentifull, and peace, 
 And permanent, fo long, and large a fpace. 
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As furelie never this (litle thankfull Land) 
 Before in many paffed ages fand : 
 Which benefits our neighbour Nations long, 
 Haue looked for, and wifh'd (thir) them among. 
 This makes vs Lord, herefore accurfedlie, 
 A great deall more, in fault and giltie be ; 
 Becaufe we haue ftill proven our felfs fo plaine, 
 Vngratfull for thofe thy great gifts againe. 
 There is likwife, an other Ledder heir, 
 Whereon our fins they feme, and they appeir 
 To mount and clim more high, in that, that Wee 
 Surmount into, this lifs commoditie. 
 Our old Anceftours, that profeft with vs, 
 Even this thy holie Gofpell glorious : 
 And yet we are, yea everie day be day, 
 A great deale worfe, and wickeder nor thay. 
 In bleflings out-ward we be far aboue, 
 Our Nightbours yet, far les to Thee in loue, 
 | And grants we fait, even in the grofie offence, 
 Of th'outward tokens of Obedience. 
 
 SCOTLAND AND HER GRIEF AT HI 
 
 Majefties going into England, 
 
 O England now exult, 
 And fing a cheerfull fang, 
 Now may thou joy, fince fuch a Roy, 
 
 Neur over thy Regions rang. 
 Our Soveraigne fweet, our Jemme, 
 
 lojias and our lames, 
 The onely Starr that guids thy ftate, 
 And brights thee with his beams. 
 
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Thou now poffeids with peace, 
 
 And hes with Lone at length, 
 That never could be win with war. 
 
 Nor yet conftraind be ftrength. 
 Fails, Time and Right hes made 
 
 Thee, to triumph into, 
 That not thy Martiall minded Men, 
 
 Nor a6liue deeds could do. 
 The onely Ornament, 
 
 And Sun-fhine of the Earth, 
 By deftinies ordainde, to bruke 
 
 All Britaine, or his Berth. 
 Thou hes, and now enjoi's 
 
 Our verie Soule and Sark, 
 A Dymond in thy Dyall fet, 
 
 The hight of Honors wark. 
 Thefe Royal vertues haill, 
 
 That thou to fore hes found 
 In thy preceeding Princes all, 
 
 Even from his birth abound : 
 And gloriouflie into 
 
 His Princelie perfon fhine, 
 O England to thy comfort now, 
 
 And Scotland vnto thine. 
 In deed Thou fhould rejoice, 
 
 And be appleafed fince, 
 But grudge thou faw with glore the great 
 
 Preferment of thy Prince. 
 For now thou may behold 
 
 His Hienes Head to hemme, 
 (Befide the old vnconquefl Crowne) 
 Triple Diademe. 
 
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 All 
 
All men may clearlie know 
 
 What God his wifdome wroght, 
 And by thy Prince, his patience, 
 
 Beyond beleif is broght 
 Unto an happie end, 
 
 For in the BritiJJi Throne, 
 Religion raign's, Peace there is plac'd 
 
 And Iuftice joind in one. 
 There Majejlie does moue, 
 
 There Fortitude is fixt, 
 And there with Rigour or Revenge, 
 
 Is marvellous Mercie mixt. 
 There may thou view from Eqft, 
 
 And from the fetting Sunne, 
 Elected Legats fend, and from 
 
 Remotteft Regions runne, 
 T'applaud thy Prince his praife, 
 
 Their Pretious prefents brings 
 From Europe, Afric, Ajia, 
 
 And from Amerik Kings 
 Not that thy Lord inlaiks, 
 
 For his great ftate, fuch ftore, 
 No, no, his Highnes hes his owne, 
 
 In infinite before. 
 Bot yet becaufe they fee 
 
 Him bleffed from aboue, 
 Thus they refort, to fignifie 
 
 Vnto thy Lord, their loue. 
 So Inely thou may joi's, 
 
 To heare his Name renound, 
 
 Since from his boundant benefits, 
 
 Some back to thee rebound. 
 
 And 
 
And yet I grant thy griefe, 
 
 Is greater then thy gaine, 
 For but thy Bead vnhappie thou, 
 
 Difmembred mone remaine. 
 And now fhall heare his will, (.*.) 
 
 Bot be commiffion that 
 He from his mouth mellifluous 
 
 Wont to communicat, 
 Moft patiently and as, 
 
 Thy parent and thy Prince, 
 Divulgating his Laws with loue 
 
 And diuine Eloquence. 
 Thou muft folicite be, 
 
 And carefull now t'inquire, 
 What credit beares the fpurring Pofts, 
 
 To the Synedrion heir. 
 Poore Orphane widow like, 
 
 Be thou in fable feene, 
 While as thy lifter England goes, 
 
 Now gallantly in greene. 
 And like pale Luna loure, 
 
 When her Apollos light, 
 Is in eclipfe, or with a cloude, 
 
 Secluded from her light. (/.) 
 
 For loe thy golden Sunne, 
 
 Into the South he fhines, (thy, 
 While thou Solfequium-\\ke, for 
 
 Abftra6ted Titan tynes, 
 A bodie hudge thou ar, 
 
 Exhibit but a Hart. 
 Vpon the worlds inconftat ftage, 
 
 To play the Monfters part. 
 
 Poore 
 
Poore Ladie now, thy Life, 
 
 Thy Lord, and thy Belou'd, 
 And next that mightie Mobile, 
 
 Thy Mouer, is remou'd, 
 Yet for thy great King lames, 
 
 His Iubile reioyes, 
 Since he aboue the Briti/li blood, 
 
 Thy old, now freinded foes, 
 Thou to his honour high, 
 
 Dilucidlie decerns, 
 With meafure howe, he moderates, 
 
 And like a God gouerns, 
 For whofe long happie life, 
 
 Profperitie, and Peace, 
 His royall Reigne, his gratious, Queene, 
 
 And for their hopefull Pace, 
 Jncall, proteft, and pray, 
 
 (From whofe blis'd fpreit all fprings,) 
 IeHovah, Eli, Elohim, th'Almightie King of Kings. 
 
 An humble confeflion of Sinne. 
 
 IN Reuerence, on bare, and bended kneis, 
 Debaft I bow, (if I dare be fo bold,) 
 Mjfoule moft fad, with weeping watrie eies, 
 Before thy feet, vpon my face I fold, 
 My eies, my heart, my hands, Ielioue I hold, 
 To heauin, to Thee, and proftrat will difplay, 
 My Mifles made, but meafure manyfold, 
 And all the words, I wairt in vain, bewray, 
 None will I hide, but open Lord, fhall lay, 
 My Sinne both feene, and fecret to my (hame, 
 
 And! 
 
And my deli&s, done all vnto this day, 
 I in thy publi& Prefence fhall proclame, 
 And to my Turpitud found out, I fhall, 
 My Sins committed, and omitted all. 
 
 Vpon his louing, deere and Courteous friend, Pa. Q. 
 
 WHo doe of chance, or vtherwife that, hath, 
 An deepe defire, and earneft care to kno, 
 This Trophe fad, of ftill triumphing death, 
 Whair liueles lies, an earthly lumpe bot lo, 
 How rair a Hue to fignifie and fho, 
 Nor Maroes Mufe, wold an more cunning craue, 
 To wreit his want, what worketh it, of woe, 
 T'ingraph each, greife by gazing on his Graue, 
 To not the noy when men looke on the leaue 
 His Commorads, and Conforts Chrijlian 
 To count the care, his kin for him conceaue 
 To dyte the duile, of wife and Orphans whane, 
 Their father they, and (ho does miffe her Mane. 
 An man, whofe make, here hardly may be haid ? 
 What can ? what fhall ? what is ? or refteth thane 
 To fay bot this, that fafely may be faid, 
 Lo where a youth, on Beirtrees brought to bed, 
 Ay faithfull faji, trai/i, vertuous, and wife, 
 Deir to hisfreinds, and of his foes ay dred, 
 Here vnderneath, to be lamented lies 
 And fhall, ay while, the latter day confiraine, 
 The Earth to raife, and render him againe. 
 
 Sighs i 
 
Sighs of an JorrowfuU Joule. 
 
 Sigh, fadly figh, fob forthySinnes and found, (mone, 
 Weepe waile, and woe, mourn mirthles Man, and 
 Redouble thy dolor, til each Den redound ; 
 With noyfome notes, thy accents euerie one, 
 Crie carefull crie, while euery fenfles ftone, 
 Peirft with thy plaints, for pitie plead, and pleane, 
 With tragicke teares, toone out thy griefs, and grone 
 While marble mazed at thy mones remaine, 
 Thou writes thy woes, thou weeps, thou vowes in vain 
 Giue not anon, from ftraying thus, thou ftay, 
 | Thou's driue thy daies, in dateles deepe difdaine, 
 Then fadly figh poore Soule, and fighing fay, 
 Sad be each figh, moir noyfome euerie note, 
 That treads the tra&ure of my troubled throte. 
 
 A defcription of the fragilitie of man. 
 
 WHat be we wratches but, 
 A Mane of putrid mold, 
 Which vgly wormes and wild deuoures, 
 
 When we are dead, and cold, 
 Borne in this wofull vail, 
 
 Jn moments, ar nought Men, 
 And in a period, departs ? 
 
 What are we nothing then, 
 Learne then to die, and let, 
 
 Not hope of youth, nor years, 
 Delude the leaft, the Fates, ay ferce, 
 That Man nor Beaft forbeares, 
 
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Come on thee fuddaine (hall, 
 
 And warne thee vn-a-ware, 
 For mortall none, tho neere fo wife, 
 
 From thofe excemed are. 
 $|Time flees, your gilt does grow, 
 
 Death at your doores does call, 
 Then take your time, and learne in time 
 
 To Hue Perpetuall. 
 For you are nought, bot like 
 
 Duft driven with wind away, 
 And like vnto a brittle glaffe, 
 
 Or fhaddows fleing ay 
 £|Or Rofes redolent, 
 
 That in the morning fhines, 
 And when the night draws neere anone, 
 
 Their pleafant tincture tines. 
 Now liuely-like anone, (v) 
 
 Feafts for the creeping fry, 
 Now ftrong and fair, and now anone 
 
 A lump but life we ly. 
 T'accumulat great goods', 
 
 or what does profit vs 
 Jemm's, Jewels, Silver, Gold, 
 
 And all apparrell pretious ? 
 What Scepters, Crowns, Eftat's, 
 
 Or Kingdoms great to guide ? 
 <f|And what in Princelie Palaces 
 
 Shall buit vs to abide? 
 
 nd others in our pryde, (.'.) 
 
 What helps it to defpife? 
 
 r to account our felfs like to, 
 
 The Lord alone moft wife. 
 
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 If 
 
If dreadfull Death fhall come, 
 
 Aloft horrible and haw, 
 And with her Syth, (that here you fee) 
 
 All which GOD made fhall maw. 
 Or if like earthlie duft, 
 
 Or flyding fhaddows, wee 
 O wretched mifers miferable, 
 
 Shall fall away and flee. 
 And all the pride of flefh, 
 
 And this fmall glance of glore, 
 Shall in the day of Death departe, 
 
 Without returning more. 
 Idem. 
 
 MArk mortall Man, and furelie thou fhall fee, 
 What in fhort fpace it fhall become of thee : 
 And then thou fhall defift, for to defire 
 The worldlie Pleafures, that fo foone expire : 
 By no device, ingine, nor craft can Thou, 
 Fearfull to flefh, Death certaine, once efhew. 
 Thou fhould not then s'exult nor joifull bee, 
 Becaufe per-haps to morrow thou fhall dee : 
 And in a little ludge, a caue or cott, 
 Thy flefh and bones fhall foone confume and rott. 
 
 THE AVTHOR HIS REPENTANCE 
 fro wryting Poejies prophane. 
 
 COuld I or this my fcattered fkrols recall, 
 Or my difperfed Poefies repeit, 
 Moft willinglie I wold revock them all, 
 And found from tinging of fuch Toys retreit. 
 I wold envy 'gainft wanton verfe and writ, 
 Inve&iuelie of all inventions vaine : 
 
 For 
 
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 it infe&s the well defpofed Sprit, 
 For to perufe fuck Poefies prophane : 
 They breed abufe, and brings into the braine 
 Phantaftick folies, and phanatik freats, 
 Which are in deed not bot prefumptions plaine, 
 Or at the moft (but profite) poore conceats : 
 Wherefore, were thofe elie publifhed to pen, 
 I fhould affume fome fadder fubje6t then. 
 
 A PROFITABLE ADMONITION, 
 if wif elie followed. 
 
 LOfe not the Garlant of eternal 1 Glore, 
 For things that here, bot for a time (hall tarie : 
 Officious Fame, goods, or vnftable ftore, 
 That facil Fortune both does bring and carie : 
 Indanger not, nor doe in perrell put 
 Th'immortall mark, whereat the Soule does fhut. 
 
 Tho pretious pearles thou purches, what fuppofe ? 
 
 And gaine more gold nor Crcefus got, what than ? 
 
 If thou the Heaven, and heavenlie Soule fliall lofe, 
 
 For all thy wealth, thou's miferable Man. 
 And truelie lofes in a moment more, 
 Ten thoufand fold, nor thou could find before. 
 
 I giue and grant, that thou inlarge thy roumes, 
 For to cotaine thy infinite increffe : 
 And that fecure in Honors Seas thou foums, 
 Yet thou in fine, muft needs of force confefle. 
 If that thy Soule fliall luddainlie be taine, 
 What thou pofTeft, was wealth, for nought in vaine. 
 K 2 Tho 
 
 
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Though thou be made, and creat were a King, 
 And fupreme Emperour inaugurate: 
 Or at thy wifh had everie earthlie thing, 
 Of Monument moft, with Mundans eftimate : 
 If that the Souk her heavenlie life yow loffe, 
 Curft is with thofe, corruptible thy coffe. 
 
 Altho thou haue both health and honor here, 
 
 And pleafure paft the compas of compare : 
 
 And that thou previlegiat appeir, 
 
 Aboue the world, and worldlings every-where 
 Want thou a fan&ified Souk, what fhall 
 Availl thy Pleafures and Promotions all ? 
 
 OF THE ESSENCE, WISDOME, 
 and Power of God. 
 
 GO D onely great, he guideth and governs, 
 The reftles Rounds, that rules aboue, and all 
 Th'invirond Earth, with Seas that each decerns, 
 Juft circular, and perfite Sphericatt, 
 His bleffed Seeing built the double Ball, 
 And did appoint fit places for the Sph&res, 
 From th'Earthlie Orbs deftintt, and feverall. 
 Which we groffe Mortals marvels and admirs, 
 His Providence and Power plaine appears, 
 In th'artificiall forming of this Frame, 
 Whofe various works, dilucidats and cleirs, 
 Into the lure concerving of the fame : 
 
 His wondrous Wit, exceeding all ingins, 
 
 Of Seculars, and of the beft Divins. 
 
 Vpon 
 

 iPjoow tfAe certaintie of death and the vncertaintie 
 of the houre. 
 
 NO thing then death more certaine is we fee, 
 Yet nor the houre, iucertaine nothing more : 
 Than if as thou, were eu'rie day to die, 
 Gouerne thy felfe, and learn e to liue therefore, 
 So fhall thou not, neede for to count, nor cair, 
 Whence death (hall come, how when, nor whair. 
 
 Jt is this life, here well, or lewdly led, 
 That this firft Death, makes dreidfull, now or no, 
 If in mifdeeds, thy dayes thou driue, then dred, 
 And full of dolor is, this Death, and O ; 
 Perplexed fo, and fo annoy'd that None, 
 Can weel the paffions of the Jpreit expone. 
 
 For all that thou, lies done vnto that day, 
 
 Thy fecret finnes, thy feene, and publid fhall, 
 
 Difmafked all, arryue into array. 
 
 T'accufe the in, thy Conscience, and call ; 
 The to account, fo fpatious and large, 
 That Liuers lewd, can fcarfely fcarfe difcharge. 
 
 Man his Immoderate care for tranjitori- 
 ous things. 
 
 OVr labours, ftudies, exercife, and Paine, 
 And for this corps, is our continuall cair, 
 | For why t'acquire, thairto fome gloir, or gaine, 
 9 No perrill nor impietie, we fpair. 
 
 We 
 
We neuer leaue, bot labours late air, 
 And for t'attrad, vile trafh, we neuer tyre, 
 Like frantick fooles, and furious we fair, 
 While we polTelfe, that wherunto w'afpire, 
 Through per'lous paths, fait feas, and flalhing fire, 
 But Prouidence, we pafTe, we poft, we Ply, 
 For to enioy, the depth of our defire, 
 No nought the night, in quiet can we lie, 
 But puts vnto, all hazards but a Holt, 
 The Soule to Chriji, that did fo deerely coft. 
 
 Meanes Iiow to bridle the carnall dejires of men. 
 
 NO thing fo fit, to danton the defires, 
 And appetites, of fragill flelhly Men ; 
 That fo much raignes, and ouer them empires, 
 Nor with conlidred, Confcience to ken : 
 And wifely wey, what is this Bodie that, 
 They fearce fo full, and drelfe, fo delicat. 
 
 Would they confider, and bot fight the fame, 
 And but felfe loue, thefe circum fiances fee? 
 What is their kind ? whairof compound they came 
 And then how Ihort, here thair abydings be: 
 Or at the leaft? how much incertaine lince, 
 One houre they are, and or an vther hence. 
 
 Or would men mortall meditate, and marke, 
 
 Of Nothing how, the great Creator choofd, 
 
 To frame lb fair, the worlds moll wondrous wark, 
 
 And from no monllrous malfe, but forme confufde ;< 
 
 As Fablers fain, into their wanton verfe, 
 
 Created He the boundles Vniverfe. 
 
 And* 
 
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 And how of t\? Earth, the groffeft Element, 
 He all the kinds, of Creatures compones, 
 And how th' Artificer moft Excellent, 
 Thair fragill flefh, thair Bodies, blood, and bones : 
 Did make, of mater moft defpifd, and bafle, 
 The Earth her duft, her excrements, and afhe, 
 
 Thus that they are, (wold they bot well aduife,) 
 Dung, duft, and afh, which fo aliue, they loue, 
 And looke againe, when dead, but life, one lies, 
 How putrid and, vnpleafant foone they prooue, 
 Thefe would they wey, view, warlie, and advart, 
 They fhould not then, fo primp the Earthly part, a 
 
 Comparifon betwiwt the bed and ilie Graue. 
 
 THe bed, which moft, for our repofe we haue, 
 Whairin the nat'ral night we foftly, fleepe, 
 May fitly be, compared to the graue, 
 That thefe our corps, when they are cold, does keep, ; 
 And not vnto, that Den, or Dreadfull deepe, 
 Whairin the damn'd (hall dying neuer dye, 
 Bot thair, in euer fkalding lead, ftiall fleepe, 
 And euermoir, eternal Torments trie, 
 Jnto our Couch, we fenfles feeme, and lie, 
 As if no braith, were in our breafts, nor braine, 
 Eot once our fleeping termes expir'd we fpie, 
 And cleirly knowes, we liuely grow againe, 
 So in the graue (that of the duft is dreft, 
 A little time, and then to to rife) we reft. 
 
Oftlie breuitie and miferies of man 
 
 THis tranfitorious time, 
 And prefent paffing life, 
 The Scripture cals, an Pilgrimage, 
 
 A trauell, way, ajlrife, 
 Becaufe continually, 
 
 Jt but all refting rins, 
 And plies vnto an end fra once, 
 
 Jt enters and begins, 
 For like as they, vrhomjkips, 
 
 Or wheeled coatches carrie, 
 Altho they either (it, or fleepe, 
 
 They tine no time, nor tarrie, 
 Bot as with wings, and wind, 
 
 Supported they proceed, fpy,) 
 (Though they their paflage cannot 
 
 And fpurring, pofts with fpeed. 
 So eu'ry one, of vs, 
 
 Albeit we bulled be, 
 With worldly works, and plain ely fo, 
 
 Cannot perceiue, nor fee, 
 Our life of little length, 
 
 Like waxen tapers fpend, 
 Yet but dignofcing driues our daies, 
 
 And we draw to our end. 
 The Pofts and paffengers, 
 
 As many gaits they goe, 
 So much they fee, and hauing feene, 
 
 They feeke no more, and fo, 
 What in their way they view, 
 
 Before them what thev finde, 
 
 They 
 
They gaze vpon, then goes and leaues 
 
 What they beheld behinde. 
 As forward then they fair, 
 
 Before them fet, they fee 
 Moft wondrous worthie works t'invit, 
 
 the moft envyous eie : 
 Which for a while th'admire, 
 
 As glorious, rich, and rare, 
 Yet they returne to travell on, 
 
 And may not tarie there. 
 Thereafter Middows, Fields, 
 
 And Paftures plaine they fpy ; 
 Whereat they wonder and they gaze, 
 
 And gazing they go by. 
 Then in their progreffe they 
 
 They obviat, and meete 
 Sometime with lilver Sanded Streams 
 
 Some fowre, fome fharp, fome fweet 
 Sometimes with Fountains frefh, 
 
 And Conduits criftalene, 
 And oft with Orchards full of frute, 
 
 And Forrefts graffie grene. 
 Which for a time content, 
 
 They vilie and rejoes, 
 Bot fhortlie fatiat with the fight, 
 
 They take their gaits and goes. 
 Where they before them finde, 
 
 A wild vnpleafant way, 
 Of thiftles, thornes, and brears, where 
 
 Conftrained are to flay : [they 
 
 Yet with great greef and paine, 
 
 Woe and vexation fore : 
 
 L Thefe. 
 
Thefe perlous paths, they over paffe, 
 
 Then minds on them no more. 
 Suchlike fome one will be 
 
 Incarcerat, and caft 
 Jn firmance, or in prifon put, 
 
 And therein fettered faft. 
 Vext, and afflicted too, 
 
 Or to the torment taine : (/.) 
 
 Yet all thefe greefs, he will forget, 
 
 If he b'inlargd againe. 
 Even fo with vs it is, 
 
 One moment we do meete, 
 With many moft delightfull things, 
 
 All pleafant to the Sperit. 
 An other while we finde, 
 
 Difpleafant Greefs, moft groffe, 
 And Sorrows, that excedinglie, 
 
 Our cheef Contents, does croffe. 
 Yet all our greefs and game, 
 
 Jnto an houre, O nay, 
 | Jnto a moment, they fhall melt 
 
 And vanifh will away. 
 In public! paths we fee 
 
 A new imprinted paffe, (v) 
 
 Anone an other with his foot, 
 
 That foor-ftep doth deface. 
 An other comes, and with 
 
 His duft-depreffing dint, 
 Incontinent he does cancell, 
 
 His Prediceffours print. 
 And thus our nat'rall life, 
 
 Whereof we make fo much, 
 
 An< 
 
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And mainlie mufes to mentaine, 
 
 Js it not fee you fuch ? 
 Saith Bajile, afk and fpeir 
 
 At thefe thy grow's and grange, 
 Vnto thy days how many Names, 
 
 They vfe to chop and change, 
 Some-time they did belong 
 
 To fuch a one, and line 
 An other did poffeffe the fame, 
 
 And lafllie they are thine. 
 Perhaps fome other yet 
 
 Shall in thy place fuccead, 
 And occupie the place, when thou 
 
 Art difpoffefd, and dead. 
 Or lafllie thofe now thy 
 
 PoJJeflions prefent fhall 
 Be call'd, perteining to fuch one, 
 
 Whofe fcarcelie none can tell. 
 And why ? beeaufe this life 
 
 Is like a walking way ; 
 Wherein one paffinger expels, 
 
 By courfe an other way. 
 Bot loe, a little looke, 
 
 More hie, to hier things, 
 And mark the mutabilities 
 
 Of Monarchies and Kings. 
 How many everie age 
 
 We fee aims, points, afpires, 
 And covets Crowns, Swords, Scepturs, Thrones, 
 
 Great Kingdomes and Empyres. 
 And when oft-times they haue 
 
 With troubles, travels, toyle ; 
 
 L2 Dc- 
 
}De-population of the land, 
 
 Impietie, and fpoyle : 
 And oft-times too with death, 
 
 Of innocents obtaind, 
 All their ambitious bold defires 
 
 The'are forc'd and conftraind : 
 And to giue place compeld, 
 
 Not obftant their Eftates, 
 To their Succeffours, or them felfs, 
 
 Be fatled in their feats. 
 This day one rules or raignes, 
 
 To morrow he is dead, 
 Yet others fhortlie fliall afcend, 
 
 And in his feat fucceid. 
 Departed, buried, dead, 
 
 And to the graue once gone, 
 Fairwel, th'are well away, foone fhall 
 
 Be re-pofTeft their throne. 
 Like Mq/kars on a ftage, 
 
 They paffe their time, and play, 
 Some iittes, falutes, afcend s, defcends, 
 
 They come and goe away. 
 Confider this we fhould, 
 
 That man his life is bot 
 A journey, or feducing way, (.•.) 
 
 And time that taries not. 
 Bot fpeciallie to thofe 
 
 Moft doubtles dangerous, 
 That they be here but Paffingers, 
 
 Which be oblivious. 
 And who too much does Hand 
 
 Vpon occurrent things, 
 
 The 
 
fe 
 
 The which occalion, reprefents 
 
 And oft for obieft brings, 
 For know the night will come, 
 
 And quickly it will come, 
 When many (hall be faft afleepe, 
 
 Whairof, there fliall be fome, 
 Whofe negligence, and flouth, (.*.) 
 
 Shalbe a bar to them 
 To beare them back, from the moft ho- 
 ly hie lerufalem, 
 Whairby they fhall become, 
 
 (A fearefull, forie fight,) 
 An pray vnto th'infernall Wolfes, 
 
 That wander be the night. 
 
 To his Maiejiies great CommiJJioner G. E. MarJIiall 
 Lo. K. and Altrie. 
 
 GReat Fabius, far famous for his facts, 
 Be long delaies, he did reftore the ftate, 
 Nought greateft haft, the graved actions a&3, 
 Nor are they loft, altho a-doing late ; 
 
 So generous, and Thou moft worthie Than, 
 Walk with that wife and Indite Fabian. 
 
 
 Alex. Rupeo. Suo, S. 
 
 KJnd, Cunning, Crag, I can nought bot commend, 
 Thy wondrous wit, thy Judgement, thy Ingyne, ^ 
 For thy attempts, brought to fo braue an end, 
 Bewrayes thee for, none wordly, bot divine, 
 And if thou lift, from Men to lead thy Line, 
 Or brwik, that they, thy firft for-Beares ware 
 
 Then 
 
Then'cording too, this Judgement lneane of mine, 
 Thee to no Craig, nor Petra, I compare, 
 Bot I avow, proclame, and does declare, 
 Thee (th'only he, that fol'deferues the fame,) 
 That learned old, the great Petrarclias heare, 
 He was the Craig, of whom, thou (Jandie) came. 
 For with thy works, that worthie thou reuiu's, 
 And by thy lines, his Ladie Laura Hues. 
 
 Vpon t/iee honourable gentleman John Da. and Iohn 
 Sibalds of Kair. 
 
 LOoke here below, into this ludge, whair lies, 
 Dead in the Lord, the father, fonne, and Oyo, 
 By name, and Nature, SIB-BALD both and wife,] 
 Honeft, difcret, and fotiall alfo, 
 
 Who&Jpreits aboue, in mouths of men Remaines, i 
 Their fame, their flejli, this Terren Tombe contains.! 
 
 To the GJwft of the mojt noble Ladie, Ladie Elizabeth 
 Gordon Counteffe of Dunbar. 
 
 IF Vertue, wit, and if difwetion doe, 
 With pietie expoftulat a praife, 
 If th'outward fliape, may be collauded to, 
 Than thou adorn'd with thofe into thy daies, 
 Muft nocht (Madam) expect nor looke for leffe, 
 Nor all that Art or Poelie can expreffe. 
 
 Thought H 
 
Thought all that Art or Poejie can expreffe, 
 About thy pale imprinted war, and pend : 
 Yet fhould thy praife {great Ladie) I confeffe 
 Permit no point, no period, nor end : 
 Bot be a folemne fubiect to be lung, 
 In th'after age, with each Poetick Tongue. 
 
 Of changing Foiiune and her effects into 
 This age. 
 
 HE firft that did a Fortune faine to be, 
 And but her eyes vpon a Rolling Round, 
 Shuip her to lit, in my opinion, He, 
 May paffe for an, both famous, and Profound, 
 For lo as fhee, vnfatled feemes to fit, 
 So flowing ay, all her affaires does flitt. 
 
 Behold each day, and fee a fundrie change, 
 The Proud depreft, and fimple Spreits promou'd 
 The fkilfull fcornd, and what is yet more ftrange, 
 The Foole preferd, and loiterers belou'd : 
 
 And all things known, come of contrarious kinde,i 
 Turnd topfie turvie be this fortune blinde. 
 
 TO THE MOST ACCOMPLISHED 
 
 and mofl noble Earle George Earle of 
 
 Anzie, L. G. fyc. 
 
 GReat gallant Youth, thy Bogie-valley, wailes, 
 And louingly, laments thy abfence long, 
 Thy Bogie burfts, and as inragd (he railes, 
 And waries all the world for this wrong : 
 
 Mour) 
 
Mourning fliee moues the Montanes all among, 
 And as fhe Hides, fliee foughs, fhe fhoutes and fings, 
 With weeping voice, a fad and forie fong, 
 Wailing thy want, her watrie eies fhee wrings, 
 While fpaitsof Tears, that from thofe fontains fprings 
 The Valies low, like furious floods o're flowes 
 And all her banks, in their difdaine down dings 
 And with a thought, like thunder all ore throwes : 
 Yet noble Lord, haift home and you fhall fee, 
 Both Bog and Bogie-waiU be blyth of Thee. 
 
 EPITAPH VPON THE HONORABLE 
 
 young Gentleman of lingular expectation 
 
 preuented by death Walter Vrquart 
 
 apeir. of Cragftoun. 
 
 COnvert zour eyes vnto this Voult and view 
 This Sepulture, or this Jpelunck efpie : 
 Whair (woe is me,) Wit, worth, and valour true, 
 Apollos freind, and Pallas loue does lie, 
 
 Of fuch deferts, while both thofe Gods difdaine, 
 That fuch a man, mongft mortals fhould remaine, 
 
TO THE MOST HONOVRED LA- 
 die, The Ladie Clunie. 
 
 WHen I revolue, or reckens, or recounts 
 All fauours fond, from my affected frends. 
 Aboue thofe all fo high Thy merits mounts, 
 That my conceit, them fcarfely comprehends. 
 So boundles be, thy benefits but ends, 
 While J afhame, for furely I muft fay 
 If nought my Miife, were mindefull of a mends, 
 For very woe, I vanifh would away : 
 Bot lince jn part, Shee preefes to repay, 
 And gladly yeelds, her indeauours as yours, 
 Then I proteft, I repoteft, and pray, 
 That thefe the labours of her idle hours : 
 In part for payment of my depts, receaue, 
 And hope at leaft (good Lady) for the leaue. 
 
Deus vnica protegat Sceptra Mag. Brit. 
 
 THofe Crownes conjoind and now vnited, Lord, 
 Into thy mercie with thy power protege : 
 And keepe thou them, at quiet, and accord, 
 IjEach with their old, and princely priuiledge : 
 And let no Wrong : nor no attempt betide, 
 Thofe royall Realmes vnited to deuide. 
 
 What greater joy, nor fee two Kingdomes knit 
 Togither chain'd, and locked into Loue, 
 £| And for two Kings, to fee on Ccefar fit, 
 And both with Maieftie and Mercie moue : 
 Two royall Scepters with one happie hand, 
 And or'e two Countries quietly command. 
 
 No greater Grace nor richer bleffing be, 
 Imparted to, no Prince his Subie&s then. 
 Thou louing Lord (of thy benignitie,) 
 Beftowes on Britans, Scots and Englifhmen, 
 For O we haue : from heauen a happie Head, 
 And from the fame, a Sonne for to Juccead. 
 
 FJNI S. 
 
^f To iuch as (hall perufe this Booke. 
 
 E T R I E is so euery 
 made the Herauld of wanton- 
 nesse, as there is not now any 
 thing too vncleane for lasciuious 
 rime ; which among some {in 
 whose hearts God hath wrought 
 better things) hath bin the cause, 
 why so general! an imputation is 
 laid vpon this ancient and industrious Arte. And I, to 
 cleere (as I might) verse, from the soyle of this vnwor- 
 thinesse, haue herein (at least) proued that it may deliuer 
 good matter, with fit harmonie of words, though I haue er- 
 red in the latter. The way to Doe well, is not so doubt- 
 full, as not to be sought ; neither so darke, but it may bee 
 found. I confesse, I haue, touching my perticular, beene 
 long carried with the doubts of folly, youth, and opinion, 
 and as long miscaried in the darknesse of vnhappinesse^ 
 both in mention and action. This was not the path that 
 led to a contented rest, or a respected name. In regarde 
 whereof, I haue heere set forth the witnesse that may testifie 
 what I desire to bee. Not that many should know it, but 
 that many should take comfort by it. And (kind Reader) 
 this is my request, that faults in Printing may be chari- 
 tably corrected ; that the sence of the matter may be wisely 
 (and herein truely) construed, and so shall yee both ap- 
 proue your owne ludgements, and right the Authour in 
 his hopes. 
 
 Farewell. 
 
NOTES. 
 
 1. To the truelie Religious, Right Honorable, and Verie Learned Alexander Gordon 
 
 of Clunie. S. 
 
 Alexander Gordon of Clunie, or Cluny, in Aberdeenshire, was the eldest son of Sir Tho- 
 mas Gordon of Cluny, knight, by his marriage with a daughter of the house of Angus. He 
 succeeded to the family estate on the death of his father, about the year 1606. He received 
 knighthood from King James, during his Majesty's visit to Scotland in 1617; and was 
 created a knight-baronet, at the institution of that order in 1625. He married, 1st, a 
 daughter of Urquhart of Craigston, tutor of Cromarty, by whom he had one son, Alexander, 
 who died in France without issue ; 2dly, in June 1641, Dame Elizabeth Gordon, widow of 
 Sir John Leslie of Wardhouse, who died at Durham in December 1642. The charms of 
 this lady are commemorated by Dr. Arthur Johnstone in three sets of verses (Poemata 
 Omnia, pp. 424, 425. Middelb. 1642,) but her reputation did not escape scandal. " Scho wes," 
 says Spalding, " a woman of suspect chastetie, and thocht over familiar with Sir Alexander 
 Gordon thir many yeires bygone, in her first husbandis tyme ; and thocht an evill instrument 
 to the dounethrowing of both ther fair and florishing estaites." (Hist, of the Troubles, vol. 
 ii. p. 101, Bannatyne Club edit. See also pp. 322, 327, vol. i.) The covenanting Baillie 
 calls her " an infamous woman," (Letters, vol. i. p. 161, Bannatyne Club edit.) ; and an ec- 
 clesiastic, on the other side of the question — the Archdeacon of Aberdeen, Mr. Andrew Lo- 
 gie — in reply to certain objections taken against his right to sit in the Glasgow Assembly of 
 1638, said, "that the bill givne in against him was but calumneys, sent by a leud man, Sir 
 Alexander Gordon of Clunye, because he reproved him for scandalouse cohabitatioune with 
 the Ladye Wardesse." (Gordon's Scots Affairs, vol. i., p. 153, Spalding Club edit.) Sir 
 Alexander built a stately house in the city of Old Aberdeen, of which he was many times 
 
 provost ; and, about a century ago, it was remembered that " when he lived in the chanonry 
 
 * 
 
2 NOTES. 
 
 he had a summer-house in the middle of the Bishop's Loch, and had a pleasure hoat upon 
 it, for passing and repassing to the said summer-house." (Orem's Description of Old Aber- 
 deen, p. 54, edit Aberd. 1791.) He built also a tower in the Forest of Birse, on the north- 
 ern slope of the Grampians, the ruins of which still exist, and which, according to tradition, 
 was burned by the peasantry, as being an encroachment on the rights of commonty which 
 they enjoyed before the forest passed from the mild rule of the church to the grasping hands 
 of the lay barons. The date of Sir Alexander's death has not been ascertained. The last 
 notice of him is about the year 1 644, when he was in prison in Edinburgh, at the instance 
 of a private creditor. He had early espoused the Bx>yal cause in the great Bebellion, and 
 he is frequently mentioned in Spalding's History of the Troubles. The Marquess of Huntly 
 claims the baronetcy of Cluny, but has taken no steps for formally establishing his claim. 
 
 Cluny Castle was — and still is — a fine old place. How far it may have been indebted 
 to the good taste and magnificence of Sir Alexander Gordon, does not appear. There is 
 a view of it in the Scots Magazine. The present proprietor — who is of the name, although 
 not of the blood of the ancient family, (his grandfather having been butler to the Duke of 
 Gordon,) has built a new edifice at Cluny. 
 
 2. Certame Encomiastick Poesies to the Author. P. G. 
 
 Probably Patrick Gordon of Ruthven, brother-german to Sir Alexander Gordon of 
 Cluny, and author of " A Short Abridgement of Britane's Distemper, from the Yeere of 
 God 1639 to 1649. Aberdeen, Printed for the Spalding Club, 1844." See a memoir of 
 him in the preface to that publication. He appears to have been the same Patrick Gordon 
 whose " Famous History of the Renown'd and Valiant Prince Robert, sirnamed the Bruce," 
 was printed at Dort in 1615. 
 
 3. Certame Encomiastick Poesies to the Author. Mr. W. Bar. 
 
 Mr. William Barclay, M.A. and M.D., a contributor to the Delitiae Poetarum Scotorum, 
 author of " Nepenthes," a tract on Tobacco, reprinted in the Spalding Club Miscellany, 
 and of several other works. He was a pupil of the famous Justus Lipsius, and is mention- 
 ed by Dempster. There is a short notice of him in Dr. Irving's Lives of Scottish Writers ; 
 and some gleanings of his history are given in the Book of Bon-Accord, and in Collections 
 on the Shires of Aberdeen and Banff. He is not to be confounded with Mr. William Bar- 
 clay, Professor of Laws at Angers, the father of John Barclay, author of the Argenis. 
 
NOTES. 3 
 
 4. Certaine Encomiastick Poesies to the Author. W. T. 
 
 Perhaps William Turing of Foverane, who died prior to 20th November 1616, when 
 John, his brother, was served heir to him, and to whose memory John Leich dedicated the 
 following lines : 
 
 Gulielmi Turingi, Eoverangii, die 8. post nuptias celebratas inortui, memorial. 
 Ecce jacet, proavos, atavos, interque parentes, 
 
 Turingus, gentis spesque, decusque suae. 
 Cui dum intentat Amor jaculum, mors saeva pepercit : 
 Scilicet, ut telis perderet ipsa suis. 
 
 Joannis Leochcei, Scoti, Musce Priores. Epigr. 
 Lib. II. p. 84. Londini, 1620. 8vo. 
 
 5. Certaine Encomiastick Poesies to the Author. Mr. I. Lesl. 
 
 Obviously " Mr. J. Leslie," but there seem to be no grounds on which their author can 
 be identified with any one of the several persons of that name then flourishing. Perhaps 
 John Leslie, Bishop of the Isles, afterwards of Raphoe, might have as likely a claim as any 
 
 6. Certaine Encomiastick Poesies to the Author. Alex. Ste. 
 
 It is impossible to make any thing of these initials. One Andrew Stephanus, or Stephani- 
 des, wrote a Latin poem on Bishop Forbes, (reprinted in the Spottiswoode Miscellany, 
 vol. i.) ; and this may have been a Stephanides likewise. 
 
 7. To the Cittie of Aberden at the death of that excellent D. David Bishop of Aberd. 
 
 David Cunningham, titular bishop of Aberdeen from 1577 to his death in the year 1603. 
 He was selected to preach at the baptism of Prince Henry in 1594. 
 
 8. The Opinion of the worldlie estate of the honorable and learned Mr. Walter Steward 
 Principall of the Kings Colledge of Aberdon at his death. 
 
 Walter Stewart was Principal of the University and King's College of Aberdeen from 
 about the year 1584 to about the year 1593 ; and is commemorated for his zeal in repair- 
 ing the seminary from the wreck of the great ecclesiastical revolution of the sixteenth cen- 
 tury, (J. Ker, Donaides, p. 19, Edinb. 1725.) He is thus spoken of by a writer on the his- 
 tory of the University, who was nearly contemporary with Gardyne. "Necdissimulandus 
 
4 NOTES. 
 
 silentio Walterus Stuartus, cujus auspiciis, inter alia, beneficium ecclesiae Methlicensis aca- 
 demias impensum, et appositum est : et si uberior benefaciendi seges se obtulisset, uberiorem 
 academiae messem reportasset ; ni mors prematura eum in ipso aetatis flore (dum videlicet 
 annum sextum supra tricesimum ageret) nobis eripuisset." (A. Strachani Panegyricvs 
 Inavgvralis quo Autores, Vindices et Evergetae illustris Vniversitatis Aberdonensis justis 
 elogiis ornabantur, p. 28. Aberdoniis, 1631, 4to.) Except the notice of his age given by 
 Strachan, and what else may be inferred from the lines of Gardyne, nothing of Stewart's 
 personal history appears. 
 
 9. Upon the Honorable the Laird of Tolquhon. 
 
 "William Forbes of Tolquhon, who died about the year 1595. By his marriage with E. 
 Gordon, a daughter of the house of Lesmore, in Strathbogie, he left (besides William his 
 successor, and one daughter,) three sons, to the youngest of whom probably allusion is made 
 in a subsequent poem. This gentleman built the greater part of the palace of Tolquhon, 
 which is still a noble ruin ; and his anxiety to have it well " plenished" is shown by a curi- 
 ous deed (printed in the Collections on the Shires of Aberdeen and Banff, pp. 354, 355), 
 dated in the year in which the building of the mansion was completed, as we learn from an 
 inscription on its northern wall. He built also an aisle to the parish church of Tarves ; and 
 erected and endowed an alms-house for four poor men in the same parish. Dr. Arthur 
 Johnstone has left a pretty copy of verses to his memory, included in his Poemata Omnia, 
 p. 379, and reprinted in the Delitiae Poetarum Scotorum, the Poetarum Scotorum Musae 
 Sacrae, and the Collections on Aberdeenshire and Banffshire. Tolquhon, which originally 
 belonged to the knightly family of Preston of Formartin, passed by marriage into the house 
 of Forbes, about the year 1420, in which it remained for about three centuries. It now be- 
 longs to the Earl of Aberdeen. The family of Tolquhon is represented by Mr. Forbes 
 Leith of Whitehaugh, in Aberdeenshire. 
 
 10. Vpon the verteous and worthie Virgin Helen Chein. 
 
 Probably a daughter of the house of Essilmont, or of some of its cadets in the neighbour- 
 hood. There were several intermarriages between the Forbeses of Tolquhon and Cheynes 
 of Essilmont. 
 
 11. Vpon the honorable the Laird of Corss. 
 
 William Forbes of Corse died about the year 1598, leaving (by his marriage with Eliza- 
 beth, daughter of Strachan of Thornton in the Mearns,) besides other issue, Patrick, his son 
 and successor, afterwards Bishop of Aberdeen ; Mr. John, minister at Alford, well known 
 
NOTES. 5 
 
 as one of the leaders in the ecclesiastical strifes of the beginning of the seventeenth century; 
 Mr. William, founder of the knightly family of Craigievar ; and Arthur, founder of the 
 noble house of Granard, in Ireland. William Forbes of Corse built, in the year 1581, the 
 tower or castle of Corse, now in ruins. The family is descended, but not in the legitimate 
 line, from the noble house of Forbes, and is now represented by Sir John Forbes of 
 Craigievar and Fintray, Baronet. 
 
 12. Vpon the honorable I. Irv. of Pet. 
 J. Irvine of Peterculter, a cadet of the house of Irvine of Drum. 
 
 13. Dialog vpon the Death of P. F. Baillie ofAberden. 
 
 Probably Patrick Forbes, youngest son of William Forbes of Tolquhon, mentioned 
 above. 
 
 14. Vpon the Reverend and Godly M. N. H. Commissar of Aber. 
 
 Mr. Nichol or Nicholas Hay, commissary of Aberdeen, and Professor of Civil Law in 
 the University and King's College of Aberdeen, about the end of the sixteenth century. 
 " Multum et prolixe commemorandus esset vir illustrissimus Nicolaus Hayus, Synodi Aber- 
 donensis actuarius, postmodum etiam Officialis seu Commissarius Generalis, ut vocant, qui 
 et minoribus egenis in Collegio manentibus, et senioribus emeritis in Ptochotrophio agenti- 
 bus, liberalitatem suam extremis tabulis commodavit." (A. Strachani Panegyricvs Inavgv- 
 ralis in Benefactores Academiae Regiae Aberdonensis, p. 29. Aberd. 1631.) 
 
 15. Dialogue vpon the Vertuous and Eight honourable Sir Thomas Gordon of Clunk, Knight. 
 
 Father of Sir Alexander Gordon of Cluny, above mentioned. He was the son of John 
 Gordon of Cluny, by his marriage with Margaret Gordon, daughter of Gordon of Cragcullie. 
 He succeeded to the family estates in 1586, and died about the year 1606. 
 
 The family of Cluny was descended from the third son of Alexander, third Earl of 
 Huntly. 
 
 In the contemporary poem written upon the Battle of Belrinnes, or Glenlivat, and pub- 
 lished by Mr. C. Kirkpatrick Sharpe, in 1837, under the title of " Surgundo," Sir Thomas 
 Gordon of Cluny is thus mentioned : 
 
 " And next to him wysse Clunie's coullors flies 
 
 Which a bright horned crescent signifies ; 
 
 Cluni in strength and courage both excelles 
 
 Whose counsells Nestor lyke ware oracles ; 
 
 His ensigne sixtie gallants brought along," &c. &c. (p. 29.) 
 
6 NOTES. 
 
 16. Vpon the death of the honorable Ladie D. H B. L. Essel. 
 
 Dame H B lady Esselmont, it is presumed. If we could suppose the " H" a 
 
 blunder for a "K," the initials might stand for Katharine Bruce (daughter of Patrick Bruce 
 of Pitcullo) wife of Mr. Alexander Cheyne of Esselmont, commissary of Aberdeen. 
 
 17. Vpon the honest and vertuous, Ag. Chal. 
 
 Probably Agnes Chalmers. There were several ladies of that name, about the time, of 
 the houses of Balnacraig, Strichen, &c. &c. 
 
 18. Vpon the Right Honourable A. I. of Drum. 
 
 Alexander Irvine of Drum died about the year 1603. He married Elizabeth Keith, 
 daughter of William Earl Marischal, by whom he had five sons and four daughters. His 
 eldest son, who succeeded him, was commonly known by the name of " Little Breeches," 
 and made large bequests for the maintenance of the poor, and the encouragement of learn- 
 ing. The family of Drum dates from the revolution under King Robert Bruce ; and in the 
 early years of the seventeenth century it was the most powerful house in Aberdeenshire, 
 under the rank of nobility. It suffered greatly for its adherence to the Royal cause in the 
 struggle of the great Rebellion. The Tower and Place of Drum were taken by Argyle 
 after a short siege. The tower is still one of the finest specimens in Scotland of the castel- 
 lated architecture of the fifteenth century. 
 
 19. Vpon that Honorable and Worthie Gent. M. Patrik Cheyn of Rainstone. 
 
 Mr. Patrick Cheyne of Ranniestown, a cadet of the house of Essilmont, died in the year 
 1603 or 1604, leaving a son, Thomas. Mr. Patrick was a burgess of Aberdeen, and bailie 
 of the town, in which capacity he figures as one of the Royal commissioners for the trial of 
 a swarm of witches, between 1592 and 1600. See the Spalding Club Miscellany, vol. i. 
 Upon the 28th of July 1604, Thomas was served heir of his father, Patrick, in the lands of 
 Ferryhill, Ailhous, and Smeddies Croft, in the Parish of St. Mauchar, and County of 
 Aberdeen. 
 
 20. At the death of the right honourable Sir J. Wisehart ofPettarro Kn. 
 
 Sir John Wisehart of Pitarrow, knight, in the shire of The Mearns, succeeded his father 
 in the year 1585, and died in the year 1607, being succeeded by his son Sir John. 
 
NOTES. 7 
 
 21. To a Couragious Young Man William Keith, who for his Countries honour slew an 
 Englishman and suffered for the same. 
 
 Upon the 19th of February 1608, William Keith, son of Alexander Keith of Auchqu- 
 hirsk, met one Thomas Colstoun, an Englishman, in the house of Grissel Russel, in Burnt- 
 island, and quarrelled with him over his cups ; Colstoun having left the hostelry, was soon 
 afterwards met on the shore of Burntisland by Keith, who, drawing his sword without further 
 ceremony, stabbed the " Saxon" under the left breast, which caused his immediate death. 
 The " couragious" assassin was immediately ap prehended, and brought before the Court of 
 Justiciary on the 23d of February following. He was defended by Mr. John Russell, but 
 without success, as the jury very properly convicted him, and he was sentenced to be be- 
 headed at the Market Cross of Edinburgh, and his moveable effects were escheated (for- 
 feited) to his Majesty. See Pitcairn's Criminal Trials, vol. ii., p. 339. 
 
 i 
 
 22. To the Cittie Aberden at the death ofjho. Fo. Ba. 
 Probably John Forbes of Barnes. 
 
 23. Vpon the death of the Worshipfull M. Alex. Cheyn Commisser of Aber. 
 
 Mr. Alexander Cheyne, commissary of Aberdeen, and rector of the parish church of St. 
 Mary ad Nives, died in 1592. He was the son of Mr Lawrence Cheyne, commissary of 
 Aberdeen, by his marriage with Margaret, daughter of William Troup of that ilk. He 
 himself married Katharine, daughter of Patrick Bruce of Pitcullo, by whom he had issue. 
 
 24. Vpon his louing, deere and Courteous friend, Pa. Q. 
 
 Perhaps Quyit or Whyte. On the 3d of February 1595, Mr. William Quyit was served 
 heir of his father John, " in umbrali bina parte Villae et terrarum de Cowburtie infra Ba- 
 roniam de Philorthe." There was, at a later date, an Alexander Quyit or Whyte, Regent in 
 the new College of Aberdeen. 
 
 25. To his Majesties great Commissioner G. E. Marshall Lo. K. and Altrie. 
 
 George, Earl Marischal, Lord Keith and Altrie, founder of the Marischal College at 
 Aberdeen. 
 
 26. Alex. Rupeo. Suo. S. 
 
 Alexander Craig of Rosecraig, author of the "Poeticall Recreations." In 1606, there 
 was published in London, " The Amorose Songes, Sonets, and Elegies of Mr. Alexander 
 
8 NOTES. 
 
 Craige, Scoto-Britane," Black letter, 8vo, 84 leaves. Of this very rare volume there is 
 a copy in the Bridgewater Library. See Catalogue by J. P. Collier, Esq., p. 71. In 1609, 
 there was printed in small quarto, at Edinburgh, by Thomas Finlayson, " The Poetical 
 Recreations of Mr. Alexander Craig of Rosecraig/' pp. 32. A copy of this is in the library 
 of my friend Mr. Maidment. An edition was printed at Aberdeen in 1623, 4to. Mr. Pit- 
 cairn has a copy of the Aberdeen volume of poems, which is quite distinct. There is in the 
 British Museum another volume by the same author, entitled the " Poeticall Essayes." 
 London, 1604, 4to. 
 
 27. Vpon the honourable gentleman John Da. and John Sibalds qfKair. 
 
 On the 16th November 1649, David Sibbald was served heir of his father, James Sib- 
 bald of Kair, in the barony of Mandynes, in the county of Kincardine. James was proba- 
 bly the son of John. 
 
 28. To the Ghost of the most noble Ladie, Ladie Elizabeth Gordon Countesse of Dunbar. 
 
 This lady, whom the peerage writers call Catherine, was the daughter of Gordon of 
 Gight, (and alleged by Protestants to have been the grandaughter of Cardinal Beton.) She 
 married Sir George Home, created Earl of Dunbar in 1605. 
 
 29. To the most accomplished and most noble Earle George Earle of Anzie, L.G. &c. 
 
 George Gordon, Earl of Enzie, Lord Gordon, &c, afterwards second Marquess of Huntly. 
 He is commemorated in the verses of Dr. Arthur Johnstone : see his Poemata Omnia, pp. 
 354, 355, 356, 416-420. He is said himself to have written Latin verses ; and we know him 
 to have been a generous patron of letters and learned men. Two of his sons, George Lord 
 Gordon, who fell at the battle of Alford in 1645, and Lord Charles Gordon, afterwards first 
 Earl of Aboyne, have left verses of some merit. The Marquess himself, after a singularly 
 unfortunate career, was beheaded at Edinburgh by the rebel Parliament in 1649. The 
 allusion in the last line of the sonnet, is to the two principal seats of the Gordons : the Bog, 
 or Bog of Gight, now Gordon Castle ; and Strathbogie, now Huntly. 
 
 30. To the most honoured Ladie, The Ladie Clunie. 
 
 The first wife of Sir Alexander Gordon of Cluny, a daughter of Urquhart of Craigston, 
 better known as the Tutor of Cromarty, and, says his fantastic kinsman, Sir Thomas Urqu- 
 hart, " over all Britain renowned for his deep reach of natural wit, and great dexterity in 
 acquiring of many lands and great possessions, with all men's applause." 
 
THEATRE 
 
 OF THE 
 
 Scotifh Kings. 
 
 By ALEXANDER GARDEN, 
 
 Profeffor of Philosophy at Aberdeen. 
 
 Done from the Original Manufcript. 
 
 EDINBVRGH, 
 
 Printed by James Watson, and Sold at his Shop, next 
 
 Door to the Red-Lyon, oppofite to the Luken-booths. 1 709. 
 
TO 
 The Kings moft Sacrat Maieftie : 
 
 ME ERE Great, more Gracious, and mod Sacrat 
 Syr, 
 The bafeft Bafs, of thy beft Subjects brings : 
 Heir humblie proftrat, and prefents Thee Thir 
 Infcriptions curt, and this Compend of Kings : 
 Full of thair famous Fads, fair Faits, or Fall, 
 A Hundreth, Syr, and Six, th' Anceftors all. 
 
 RE ID in the Royal Regifter of Kings, 
 Thair vived Vertues, Witt, and Worth in Warrs : 
 Thair Grace, and Glorie, in thair Gowernings, 
 Tho Some wer ftraighted with liniftrous Starrs : 
 
 Then quintefcence yow Syr and drawe what's due, 
 
 For to be fled, or followed by you. 
 
 SO fhall the Strong of Strong's, your State fuftane, 
 Protect zour Perfone, profper your Proceeding : 
 Your Monarchic in Maieftie maintane, 
 And fatle it fo, wnto your Sone fucceeding : 
 When you ar paft, for to Poffes before Yee, 
 ACroune more great, nor Croun's of Gold ; of Glorie. 
 
 To 
 
To the Reader. 
 
 T SETT before thy fight, and Cenfurfyne, 
 
 This Compend of our Cronicles and Kings, 
 Afield more fitting Maro's Mufe, nor myne, 
 Theatre-like, arrayed with Royal things : 
 
 Where none but Princes Perfonats, and Playes, 
 Kings temperat, or Tyranns in thair dayes. 
 
 FRIEND tho thow find, into this Frame defetl, 
 And allnoght fweitliefeafon'd to thy Senjes : 
 Perpend, and wfe, botppare for this reppeti, 
 My Epitome, it purpqfes of Princes : 
 And tho the maker thow miflyk, zit love, 
 And for the Subie&sfake, my Pains approve. 
 
 T O 
 
 Alexander Garden Author of the 
 Theatre of the Scotifh Kings. 
 
 (2* LA IDE may the Ghofl of great Godfredo be, 
 
 Whofe Praife gold-tongu'd Torquato T&ffo Jings: 
 Yit thair great Ghqftes mayglader Joy of thee, 
 That thair Renouns thus to Remembrance l/rings. 
 
 For lo, thy monting Mufe with Verfe-wrought-wings. 
 
 Detombs, Intomltd longjince, thy Countrie Kings. 
 
 THE 
 
THE 
 
 THEATRE 
 
 OP THE 
 
 Scotifh Kings, 
 
 dFetgUS the Firft, 
 King of SCOTLAND, 
 
 Rang the Yeer befoir Chrifi 380, and Bang 5 
 
 Yeers. 
 
 TH E firft Foundator and the lawfull Lord, 
 The Roiall Roote, Stock and th' Imperial 
 Stemme, 
 Firft gave our Lawis, this Countrie firft decoird, 
 And did adorne It with a Diadem : 
 
 The boafting Britons, with his Force, he frights, 
 And firft Contracts and Comprimitts with Pights. 
 
 WITH Favoring, and with a friendlie Fate, 
 His Deeds, his Foes from his Dominions dreave : 
 His Sword fecuir'd, his Sceptre and Eftate, 
 And muche enlarg'd, It, to his Line, did leave : 
 Yet whom no Pow're nor.Pra&eis, could fupprife, 
 Undone and drownd, in th' Irijh Deeph, he dies. 
 
 B Feri 
 
 Boece 3 Book of 
 his Chronicles p. 
 
 a 
 
 Io. JVfaior de Ge- 
 stis Scot. 1. 1. f. 18. 
 Ihon lonst. in In- 
 scrip. Beg. Scot, 
 fol. 1. 
 
The Theatre of 
 
 JFerttijare, 2 d King, 
 
 Rang tlie Yeer befoir Chrifi 305, fra the begining 
 of the Kingdome 26, and Rang 15 Yeers. 
 
 K 
 
 ING FERGUS Valor and his Vertues rare, 
 Great Fortitude, Wit, Juftice and Ingine, 
 Now maks thy Fame, more famous, FERITHARE, 
 Since in thy Aft ions, thay affembled fhine : 
 Bo** ad Boow fjee rulde befoir, by Right, be Reafon Thou 
 The Scepter fwayes, and dois governe it now. 
 
 THOU Rang in Reft, and holilie Thou held 
 Thy vowed- Word, and when th' Invious wold 
 True Vertue wrong, Thy Power thairs Repeld : 
 io. iohnst P . a. Vertue, in vane, is curbed or controld : 
 
 For when it is molefted moft, the more 
 It waxes then, it dois extend and ftore. 
 
 JftatmtS, 3 d King, 
 
 Rang befoir Cliri/i 291, frome the begining of the 
 Kingdome 41, and Rang 25 Yeers. 
 
 
 
 NOBLE Prince, Preordain'd to Impire, 
 Come move the Mace now of thy banifht 
 Brother : 
 Whofe Naughtie and Inordinat Defire, 
 Tint him his Crowne and Countrie both together. 
 b<*** ai Book jj ow different is, to his unatural Deeds, 
 
 Thy quiet Courfe, that to his Seat fucceeds. 
 
 THOU 
 
the Scotish Kings, 3 
 
 THOU came with Peace, and into Reft thou Rang, 
 Thou lov'de Religione, tho' thou lackit Light : 
 Thou Cherifh'd Vertue, and thou chafteifd Wrang, 
 And ruld thy Regne, according to the Right : 
 
 . , —i , , , Io. Iohnst. p. 3. 
 
 !5>o as into thy Days appeired plane, 
 The golden Aige, to be return'd agane. 
 
 Barnatrtila, 4 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chriji 262, fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 70, and Rang 28 Years. 
 
 A PRINCE to Peace, and Quietnefs inclinde 
 He fceptered with Pleafure and with Peace, 
 But all Ambitioun or a mounting Mind, 
 He calmly did command in euerie Cafe ; 
 
 No foraigne Foe, no home-bred Limmer left 
 That in his Raigne, the common Reft bereft. 
 
 AM IDS the Peace, to Hunt and Paftime prone 
 
 For Hunting-laws and Ordors he ordains : 
 
 Which nought the les, fo many Aiges gone, 
 
 As yet among our Montane Men remains : ? a ° P ec £ Book 2 ' 
 
 In that fame force, full Vigor and Effe6t 
 As when King DORNADILL did thame dired. 
 
 O HAPPY Regne, O King more happy Thou Io . Iohn9t . p . 3 . 
 
 Who Peace poflefd and ftird thy State but ftrife ; 
 To th' auntient Kings, to be preferred now, 
 That in excefie, but labours, led their Life. 
 
 From which corrupt, exceffive Pleafure fprings, 
 
 Confufioun of Countries, and of Kings : 
 
 B 2 Nothak 
 
The Theatre of 
 &Ofytfk, 5 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrijl 233, fra the begining of the King- 
 dom 98, and Rang 20 Years. 
 
 w 
 
 HEN firft he got the Helm into his Hand, 
 And was Ele6t, and calld into the Crowne 
 He did deface the Laws into his Land, 
 Boece 2d Book His fubje&s flew, difpatched, and pat downe : 
 His mightie men, or thame in Prifon putts, 
 And with thair Goods, his Greedines he glutts. 
 
 THIS leprous Life with Perfidie he fand, 
 Th' Eternal Truth, unpunifh'd Ipaird not than 
 Nor fuffred fuche, a State-diftroier ftand, 
 That plaide much more, the Monftre nor the Man : 
 io.iohn.t.p.4. p or as his Lif e was loathfome that he Leiv'de, 
 
 So more reproachful his Departure preiv'de. 
 
 aaefotfjer, 6 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrijl 213, fra the begining of the King- 
 dom 118, Rang 26 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 Prince as young, fo he imprudent proov'de, 
 Before his Knowledge, to his Crowne he came : 
 Boe«2dBook g^ 2>ewfl/«w, a Man ambitious moov'd, 
 Who all infefted with a factious flame : 
 And bred a bloodie and inteftine Strife, 
 Where Dowall died, and many loft their Life. 
 
 THIS 
 
the Scotish Kings. 5 
 
 THIS Prince near funck in thofe feditious Seas : 
 Faught contrare both his Fortune and his Foes : 
 And after oft times tried Extremities 
 To th' IJles and Ireland, for Refuge he gois : 
 
 From whence he comes, with his confedrat Fights, io. fata*. P . 4. 
 
 And gainft his Foes, with better Forton, fights. 
 
 2£Ubtra, 7 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 187, fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 144, and Rang 14 Yeers. 
 
 THIS Peacible, Juft and Politick Prence, 
 His Countrie-men to Honor firft invents : 
 Who ftoutlie fought, or deit for her Defence, 
 With Obelifks and Marble Monuments : 
 No Writt, nor Letters, wes Invenit then, 
 For to preferve thame, be the Prefs or Pen. 
 
 H' abhor'd Debait, Thingis ruin'd he erects 
 And Lator was, of many findrie Lawes : 
 He grac'd the good Men and the wicked wrecks, 
 Then to his Countrie cunning Crafts-men drawes : 
 To teach her (kill in Artificial Things, 
 And then the Crowne to THEREUS he refigns. 
 
 Boece 2d Book 
 cap. 10. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 1 . 
 f. 18. 
 
 Io. Iohnst. pa. 5. 
 
 A 
 
 ftfyttms, 8 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 171, fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 158, and Rang 12 Yeers. 
 
 Prince appeiring good when he began, 
 But Hipocreit, foon after fix Months He : 
 
 With 
 
6 The Theatre of 
 
 With ane loufe Raine, t' Unrighteoufnes he Ran 
 And plainly pra&eis'd all Impietie : 
 Boece 2d Book Drunk with Defire of Murder and Mil'chiefe, 
 
 cap. 11. 
 
 And with Delight, of Luft, beyonde Beleefe. 
 
 BUT lo his Lords, that could not byde nor beare, 
 The burden of his Tirraneis extrearae : 
 That pitiles he pra&eis'd heir and theare, 
 But fenfe of Sinne, or ony fight of Sheame : 
 io. lohnst. P . 5. Thay caught the Croune, and he affraied flies 
 In Britane, whair exild, diftres'd he dies. 
 
 Jtosim, 9 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir CJirift 161,/ratJie begining of the King- 
 dome 170, and Rang 24 Yeers. 
 
 A GENTLE King, addided and difpois'd 
 To come to Knowledge in the Phifick Arte, 
 Whairin he much delighted and rejoifde, 
 And (thought a Prince) by Pra&eis proovde exparte: 
 Boece ad Book And likewife thofe in Veneratioun hild, 
 
 That then war known, into that Calling, fkiPd. 
 
 WHILL he Impires, his People Peace pofleft, 
 And wes not with, tempeftuous Troubles toft : 
 io. iohMt. p. e. Whairfoir amidft this Quietnes and Reft, 
 His Subjects us'd, his Exercife almoft : 
 
 A Prince that did deferve farr better daies, 
 Then thofe vnlearned to exprefs his praife. 
 
 Finnane, 
 
Boece 2d Book 
 
 the Scotish Kings. 
 ffiitltimt, 10 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 1 37, fra thebegining of the King - 
 dome 194, and Rang 30 Yeers. 
 
 NO wracking Warr, no Battell, nor Debate, 
 Oppreffioun, Hoftilitie, nor Wrong 
 Did once difturb this Countreis quiet State, 
 Whill as the Fortunate King FINNANE Rang : 
 The Citie, Court, the Cloun and Common- Wee] 1, 
 Alike they did, this Heav'nlie Favor feele. 
 
 THE former Princelie Power he impaires, 
 
 And limitats it, to perpetuall Lawes : 
 
 That no King fhall, that dois fucceed his Heyres 
 
 Conclude but Counfall in the common Caufe : i . i hnst. P . e. 
 
 Tak Peace, nor Battell bid, upon Debates, 
 
 Without a Statute of the Thrie Eftates. 
 
 BltrStttS, 11 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 107, fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 224, and Rang 9 Yeers. 
 
 OWHAT a Peft, and Prince profane he proved 
 This diffolute King D URSTUS in his Daies : 
 For all the Lords his Father FINNANE loved 
 He carcerats, or inhumanelie Slaies. 
 
 And Butcheour-like, his Subjects kind he kills, Boece 2d Book 
 So all his Land, with Fads infamous, fills. 
 
 THIS wicked Sone of fuch a Virtuous Sire, 
 Knowne for a King, by nothing but the Name : 
 
 Un- 
 
8 The Theatre of 
 
 Unworthie of Advancement or Impire, 
 io. iohnst. P . 7- Or t' have the Dignit' of a Diademe : 
 Is for his Life, polluted and profane, 
 Be Infurre6tion of his Subjects, flane. 
 
 etotU I. 12 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 38, fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 233, and Rang 1 9 Yeers. 
 
 HOWSONE he was installed in bis Throne, 
 He was the firft, that fought this Subje&s Oathe 
 Into his Caftell called Beregone, 
 Of thair Alleageance, Loialtie and Trothe : 
 Yit laugh-ful wes, and loving his Defire 
 But purpofe by plane Power to Impire. 
 
 HIS Life he led, conforme unto the Law, 
 ca P . is. He woundit Vice, and Vertue he advanc't : 
 
 He lov'de his Lords, and yet held them in aw, 
 All Knaverie he corre&it as it chaunc't : 
 And never yit the great Trefpaffour fpair'd, 
 Nor left the wife and worthie but Rewaird. 
 
 H E did fupplie and help the Poor-mans Harmes, 
 io. iohnst. P . 7. Support the Fights and beat the Britons bold : 
 And fo he was both excellent in Armes, 
 (As wes his Princelie Prediceffors old) 
 OJ u , And into Peace and Government to None, 
 
 Boece 2d Book ' 
 
 cap. i6. ^ o k e poftpon'd) preceiding him and gone. 
 
 Baftard 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 Baftard Villus 13 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrifl 109,/wz the begining of the King- 
 dome 252, and Rang 2 Yeers. 
 
 ABLOODIE Beaft, who be his Fraude and Force, 
 With E WIN's Goods, unto the Throne attanes : 
 Which got with Wrong, he hes Governed worfe, 
 And gave, to Rancor and his Rage, the Raines : 
 For on the Prince Pofteritie he praies, 
 And under Truft, two Innocents Betraies. 
 
 Boece 2. Book 
 cap. lfi. 
 
 BUT look how for his Levdnefs at the lengthe, 
 
 Th' Eftates concludes, and err he knew Inclofde 
 
 Him in Dun/fafage, his efteemed Strengthe, 
 
 And thair him from all Princelie Pow'r depos'd : lo - lohnston P . a. 
 
 But he efcapes, and is to Ireland hounded, 
 Whair he is follow'd, Foughten and Confounded. 
 
 C5>tottt II. 14 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrifl 77,fra the begining of the King 
 dome 254, and Rang 17 Yeers. 
 
 THE Hebrid lies, that with Debaites abounded, 
 My Powar pacified, and pat to Reft : 
 And Balm that his Eafterne Orchards hounded, 
 To Sack and Spoile my Province, I Repreft : 
 
 In fine, himfelfe I urg'd and ftraited fo, «£• *? 
 
 That he became his proper Burreo. 
 
 THEN when I had thofe Orcadens fubdew'd, 
 And Balus Bands difperft and put to Chace, 
 
 C And 
 
 Boece 2. Book 
 
10 The Theatre of 
 
 And Fedracie with Nightbours I Renew'd, 
 And then my Prineipalitie and Place : 
 io io„ ns t. ,, 5 To EDERE DURSTUS NEPOT I dimitt, 
 The neireft Heire and laughful Lord of it. 
 
 mtt, 15 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chriji 60,fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 271, and Rang 48 Yeers. 
 
 THROUGH marvallous and maine Perrills pall, 
 Preferv'd be fecret Powars it appeer'd : 
 Calamities orecum he earn at laft, 
 And worthlie the Roiall State he fteer'd : 
 Bneci 3d Book Ane Excellent, a Stout and Prudent Prence 
 
 At Home the Hope, a Fielde the firm Defence. 
 
 TH' unquiet Iylls yit boafting to rebell 
 He boldlie beats, and to obedience brings : 
 And prudentlie with Powar did propell 
 From his. Incurfions of the Nighbour King's, 
 io. iohn*t. P . 9. So, as of Ccefar, weel of EDER, than, 
 
 It might be faid, he Went, he View'd, he Wan. 
 
 ©tout HI. 16 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift \%fra the begining of the King- 
 dome 319, and Rang 7 Yeers. 
 
 O W far deflecting from his Father's forme, 
 (A continent and uncorrupted King) 
 
 His 
 
 H 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 His leachrous Son lievde lawlefs and enorm, 
 
 And proov'de a Pump, Ponde and polluted Spring. 
 
 Of fenfual and every other kynd 
 
 Of loathfome Luft, that filthy Flefh can fynd. 
 
 A HUNDREDTH Hours, feems inefficient, 
 
 Moil horrible and inhumane to heir 
 His carnal Concupifcence to content, 
 Whairby his Dii'pofition did appear : 
 
 Deteftable, and Doggifh into that 
 
 Oft furfetting, yit never faciat. 
 
 WHO ever red of fuche a monftrous Man 
 Who monftroufly, maid many monftrous Lawes : 
 Which manie Yeers, nor Skill nor Cvning can 
 Get abrogate, fuche Sinne, lb fweetlie fchawes : 
 
 Yet Vertue once, purg'd of thofe Lawes this Land, 
 And he in blood, deit by a childifh Hand. 
 
 11 
 
 Boece 3d Book 
 cap. 5. 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 9. 
 
 Mttzllmt, 17 th King, 
 
 Rang befoir Chrift 14, frome the begining of the 
 Kingdome 326, and Rang 39 Yeers. 
 
 A HUMBLE Prince, Juft, Merciful and Meek, 
 -£»■ Preaft to repaire, Abufe born with befoir ; 
 And all his Time moft feriouflie did ieeke, 
 All notabill Enormities, to fmoir : 
 
 This happie Prince, in all blot that was then, 
 
 Refifted by Lewde and Licentious Men. Boece 3d, m. 25. 
 
 YIT ftill thole Laws of Luft he diffallowed, 
 And punifh'de Vice, Impietie and Wrong : 
 
 C 2 No- 
 
12 The Theatre of 
 
 io. iohnst. P . 10. Notorious and fenfual Sinns h' efchewed, 
 
 And when the World, had Reft all where, he Rang. 
 An. Kegn. io. More fortunate, nor anie King beforne 
 
 For in his Days, the great King Chrift was borne. 
 
 earatacft, 18 th King, 
 
 Rang the 35 Yeer of Chrift, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 365, and Rang 20 Yeers. 
 
 THIS painful Prince, Adwentrous and Wife, 
 (If fortunate,) moft full of Fortitude : 
 The Romans Pride and Power did defpife 
 And thair Attempts with ftoutnefs ftill withftood : 
 Whill Treacherie in Truft that oftimes ftands 
 Betraide, and puts him in Oftorious hands. 
 
 CARRIED to Rome, betraied, not o'rethrown, 
 
 Whair greater grew the Greatnefs of his Glorie ; 
 
 Thair, for a King of Courage, he was knowne, 
 
 And fo renouned in the Roman Storie. 
 Tane as a Foe returned as a Frend, 
 At Home, with Honour had a happie End. 
 
 Beece 3d Book 
 cap. 7. 
 
 ©orfrrefc, 19" 1 King, 
 
 Ranq the 55 Yeer of Chrift, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 385, and Rang 1 8 Yeers. 
 
 THIS Knightly CORBRED to the Crown 
 ele&ed, 
 His Ilanders unquiet, fierce and bold ; 
 
 Re- 
 
the Scotish Kings. 13 
 
 Rebelling then Couragiouflie Corrected 
 And all their Courfes, eroded and controld : 
 
 Jufticiars and Good Men he regarded, B ° ece 4tn Book 
 
 O ' cap. 1. 
 
 And Villanous, ay as they wrong'd, Rewarded. 
 
 THE Romans, Robbers of all wthers Right, 
 And whilft they Rang, the Conquerors of Kings ; 
 They fand his Force and Furie in the Fight 
 Thought Fates, from Him, to Thame th' Advantage 
 Vrings : 
 
 His provefs yit, fo flout a part it playes, l0 . i ohnst p IL 
 
 That he in Peace did leave his leatter Dayes. 
 
 3Bartran, the Grofs, 20 th 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 72, fra the begining of 
 the Kingdome 402, and Rang 4 Yeers. 
 
 WHILL honeftlie this Hipocreit behav'd, 
 And bure himfelfe, or like a Lamb did looke : 
 A good Conceat his Countrie hes conceav'd 
 But lo the fame, it fuddantly forfooke : 
 When Nero like, regardlefs he did rin, 
 
 A i r» » i_ « fit*' * r> . i* rv Boece 4th Book 
 
 And lank nimleJt in ev ry lort or binne. cap- 7. 
 
 TO Traittors, all his Treafure hebetaks 
 And robs his rich Men of thair righteous Goods : 
 Amongs his great Men Martyrdom he macks ; 
 And cannot be contented but thair Bloods : 
 
 Bot feeking to Erute the Roial Seed, io. iohnst. P . a 
 
 He's flain and fyne difhonor'd, being deed. 
 
 Cor- 
 
14 The Theatre of 
 
 (DorfoteJj II. Sir-named 
 «£ai*r, 21 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 76,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 40 fi, and Rang 35 Years. 
 
 INCOMPARABLE, thou Great & Gallant GALD, 
 Prudent in Peace, and Valerous in Warre : 
 Of tli' Ylanders, thou forced for to fald, 
 Such as deboir'd from thy Obedience darre : 
 Thy State-effairs, with Forton fair th' effe&'s, 
 
 Boece 4th Book 
 
 from the sd cap. And fome bad Laws, abolifhes and brecks. 
 
 to the 20. 7 
 
 VICTORIOUSLY with Valour oft Thou Wan, 
 When in the Fielde with Roman Force thou fought ; 
 Thou dreave thame from thy Merches ev'rie Man 
 And laftlie Brockin, to this Bay them brought : 
 To pray for Peace, to thy Triumphant Troupe, 
 io. iohnst. p. 12. And to thy Terror-ftriking-Standard ftoup. 
 
 ItUCtadt, 22 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 110,^/5*0 the begining of the 
 Kingdome 440, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 DEGENER'Dmuche, fromehis Forgoers Graces, 
 A leacher Luclack, moll polluted prooves : 
 All kinde of Lawes he flouted and defaces, 
 Martyrs the Bell, and Murderers promo Yes: 
 Incelluous and for his Vices hated, 
 a*- 1. As Galdus gone, was by Goode regrated. 
 
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the Scotish Kings. 15 
 
 WITH Tigirifh Hairte and with a Tyrans Hand, 
 For greed of Geer, his Princes Blood he fpilles : 
 The loathfome Loade and Leproafe' of the Land, io. iohnst. P . 12. 
 
 With Infamie the Air h' infli&s and fills : 
 But in effecting of his foulleft Facts, 
 A bloodie End this matchlels Monarch macks. 
 
 JWogallr, 23 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 1 1 3, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 443, and Rang 36 Yeers. 
 
 A PRINCE right ftout, he ftudied to reftoir. 
 And to the priftine Dignitie reduce ; 
 What, L UCTAK leude, confouded haid befoir 
 And brought into, abhominable Abufe : 
 
 And then the Romans in a famous Fight, Bo ece 5th Book 
 
 He has defaited by his Martial Might. 
 
 BOT new-bred Vice his old-born Virtues banifh'd, 
 And he to all Uncleannes did decline : 
 His vounted Vertues and his Valor Vanifh'd, 
 And then profeft all Filthines in Fin : 
 
 Yet fuch an End he fuffered and receav'd, 
 
 • T-w £• l0 ' l0hnSt - P- la 
 
 As his Deferts were worthie of and crav'd. 
 
 ©Ottar, 24 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 149,/m the begining of the 
 Kingdome 479, Rang 1 4 Yeers. 
 
 jQfE VER US Wall or Adrians fome lay, 
 King CONAR unabfchedly did brack : 
 
 Thair 
 
16 The Theatre of 
 
 Thair furneifh'd Forts and Forces did effray, 
 And in their Tents no little Terror ftrack : 
 Boece 5th Book This active Prince praife worthie was, had nought 
 His Vices vrong'd the virtuous Warks he wrought. 
 
 BOT Luxurie, and many other 111, 
 And unto all Debofherie a Defire, 
 The Graces good unto this King did kill, 
 And to the Prifon pull'd him from Impire. 
 , , u „„ Where he with fhame and forrow did confoume, 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 13. 
 
 Whill ARQAD US Regented in his Rowm. 
 
 mf)Ots, 25 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrifl 163, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 493, and Rang 33 Yeers. 
 
 'H' unquiet Ylls, to Infurre6tion us'd 
 
 ETHODIUS to danton him addreffes, 
 And no Pains fpair'd, no Norton he refus'd, 
 Whill all thair Pride and Powar he repreffes. 
 Boece 5th Book Thair fawadgnefs, foul Formes and Feritie, 
 He falv'd with Sharpnefs and Severitie. 
 
 TO fight his Foes he on no Perrill panc'd, 
 And muche the Roman Powars he Impair'd : 
 The Worthie, Wife and Vertuoufs he advanced, 
 And muche to crofs State-comberers he cair'd : 
 io. iohnst. P . i4. A Judge feveir and yet a clement King 
 He wes in all his Regiment and Regne. 
 
 Satra- 
 
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Boece 5th Book 
 cap. 12. 
 
 the Scotish Kings. 17 
 
 g>atrai)eti, 26 th King, 
 
 Banff the Yeer of Chrift 195, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 525, and Rang 4 Yeers. 
 
 TZING SATRAHELL when be immodrat Meens 
 ■«- He fought t' aflure the Scepter in his Seed : 
 Made them his Foes that were befoir his Freens, 
 And great Difgrace hes gained for his Greed : 
 His Nobles all, this his Ambitioun haites, 
 So Hood ill ftirrde, the Kingdome and Eftaites. 
 
 THIS Hate breeds Harme, and much Commotion 
 
 macks, 
 The King commands be Furie and be Force : 
 Whairby the Bulwark of Obedience bracks, 
 And what wes well is verted into Worfs : 
 
 But lo ! thir Broills the Crown and Countrie berries, i<>. id,™*. P . u. 
 
 And in thame too, the Prince difpatch'd dois perreis. 
 
 Banal* the I. 27 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 199, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 529, Rang 1 8 Yeers. 
 
 THRISE Happie, that the Lord to thee allots 
 (A Benefite above Beleef ) to be, 
 The firft commanding King above the SCOTS 
 Converted into Chriftianetie : 
 
 Which conftantlie thou ftudied to extend Boece sth Book 
 
 And propogat, unto thy Lives End, 
 
 D THOU 
 
18 The Theatre of 
 
 THOU, gratious Prince, with Gravetie, govern'd, 
 Yet magnanime and full of martiall Might : 
 For to fecure and faiff all that concern'd 
 Thy Countries State, againes thy Foes in Fight : 
 io. iohnst. P . is. The Romans felt, that oft bereft thy Reft, 
 
 What Boldnefs born was in thy baptiz'd Breft. 
 
 mffOtl the II. 28 th King, 
 
 Jiang the Yeer of Chrift 216, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 546, and Rang 1 6 Years. 
 
 ASPRITLES Prence, a Man without a Mind 
 Incapable of fuch a Prencelie Place : 
 (As never came of anie Kingly Kind) 
 He had no Pairt to proove his Roiall Race : 
 And yet to hoord up Subftance he Effayes, 
 
 Bocce 5th Book 
 
 cap. 17. By villanous and manie wicked Wayes. 
 
 WHEREFORE th' Eftaits to help thair Loffes large, 
 With Approbatioun, they this Prince depofde : 
 And took thamefelf the Governement and Charge, 
 When he was once incarcerate and clofde. 
 io. iohn»t. P . i5. Whair for his Goods and his ungodlie Gaine, 
 His Guardians, this pufill Prince hes flain. 
 
 atf)ttCO, 29 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 231, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 561, and Rang 12 Years. 
 
 THIS Prince in his Promotion did appeer, 
 Enritch'd with Guifts and Roiall Graces rare : 
 
 But 
 
the Scotish Kings. 19 
 
 Bot foon this Doubt diflblv'd, this Cloud did deer, 
 
 And they as vaine, evanifh'd with the Aere : 
 
 And he became both brutifh and Prophane, c B £l 6th Book 
 
 Unto all Kings, and to thair States, a Staine. 
 
 LIKE Floods renforc'd, in Ribaldrie he rag'd, 
 
 A filthie Bead, effeminate, deflour'd, 
 
 Unlaughfullie the Young Ones and the Aig'd, i . iohnst. P . it 
 
 And forcibly the honefteft behour'd : 
 
 But lo, the Lord upon this Tirran tacks 
 
 Revenge, and he himfelf the Murder macks. 
 
 lELatljalacft, 30 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 24>2,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 572, and Rang 11 Yeers. 
 
 ACRUELL King, be Craft and be Conftrent 
 (Nought of the Blood) unto the Kingdome 
 claime : 
 And got in Schoe his Senators Confent 
 Who in thair Hearts did difallow the fame : 
 
 For they his Platts and Policie fufpe6t, B a p ec I. 6th Book 
 
 The whilk in Fine they fand into Effe6t. 
 
 IN monftruous Sins, without all Faith he fell, 
 To Witches then and Sorcerers he fend, 
 Who could be Cunning (as he took it) tell 
 How both his Life and Regiment fhould End : 
 
 He fhould be flaine, they to his Servand fchew, io. iohn«t. P . i& 
 
 And be the fame it after tryed Trew. 
 
 D 2 Fin- 
 
D 
 
 20 The Theatre of 
 
 jFttl&GCft, 31 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrifl 253, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 583, and Rang 11 Yeers. 
 
 ISPOSED well, with all accomplefh'd Parts 
 This Prince had Prudence, Fortitude and Faeth: 
 Which drew to him, and did exhale the Harts 
 Of all that right Refpeft to Honor haeth : 
 
 Of Graces Store, with great and godlie Guifts 
 Boece eth Book Above the Clouds, King FINDOCKS Laude 
 
 cap. 3. ° 
 
 uplifts. 
 
 WITH awfull Arms he daunts the DonaUanes, 
 And drowns the Flames of that Seditious Fire: 
 With Courage and with Knowledge he contanes 
 In pleafant Peace, all Partes of his Empire : 
 Yet he, whom Valour never circumveen'd, 
 io. ioimst. P . 17. Is falfelie murdered by a fecret Freind. 
 
 Bcmaifcr, the II. 32 d King, 
 
 Rang the 264 Yeer of Chrifl, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 594, and Rang 1 Yeer. 
 
 A PREGNANT Prence and of a Stomak 
 ftrong 
 With changing Chance, that oft unftabill flands : 
 Refilling Force, and in revenging Wrong, 
 Wnhappilie fell in rebellious Hands : 
 
 A 
 
the Scotish Kings. 21 
 
 A Fortune far repugnant to the Merite, 
 
 Of his Heroick and his Princelie Sperite. %£i m Book 
 
 NO Martial Might but Multitude of Men, 
 
 No honeft Warrs, nor any Prowefs plaine 
 
 O'recame this Knightly King : how and what then 
 
 Supprif'd unvarrs, not vanquifhed nor flain ; 
 
 And yet how foone his owne Constraint he fees, 
 
 Subdu'd with Dolor he depairts and dies. l0 - Iohnst - *• ,r 
 
 Bonaltr the ill. 83 d 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 265, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 595, and Rang 12 Yeers. 
 
 MOST truculent and tirranoufe the Time, 
 Before he reft and did ufurpe the Regne, 
 Contaminate with manie cruell Crime, 
 And fo unworthy to be call'd a King. 
 
 A Perfecuter of the Prence before, Boece m Book 
 
 Did then the Peers and Plebeans devore. 
 
 cap. 5. 
 
 HIS Mind ftill mus'de on Murder and Mifcheef, 
 
 Ay fraught with Feare for many foul Offence, 
 
 Tormented for his Guiltinefs with Greef, 
 
 And gnawing of a corrupt Confcience. 
 
 Whill CRATHALINT ^ with an vindidive Hand, 
 From his Oppreffion did releive the Land. io. iohnst. P . is. 
 
 Cra- 
 
22 The Theatre of 
 
 eratijalint, 34 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 265, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 607, and Rang 24 Yeers. 
 
 THIS civill Prence, religious and good, 
 A fatal Foe, unto all Feritie : 
 Firft boldlie took a beaftlie Tirran's Blood, 
 And next difpatched bis Pofteritie : 
 Boeccmh Book Then he for Wife and Men of Courage cairs, 
 
 cap. *>. ° 
 
 For to be Judges in his Countr' Effairs. 
 
 BOT whill he hounting his Contentment taks, 
 The Fights thay bred (bot for a Beaft) Debait : 
 Which much Mifchief and manie Murders maks, 
 That troubled thairs, and efter this Eftait : 
 io. ioimst. p. R. Yet Wifdom ftayit, and did reftrane this Strife : 
 And then he led Religious-like his Life. 
 
 JFtncormacft, 35 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 301, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 631, and Rang 47 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 SPRITFULL Prence, illuftreous in Armes : 
 Defate the Rage of Romans in his Ire : 
 He hap'lie helpit all Otlanius Harmes, 
 And that perpetuate to his Empire : 
 Boece eth Book Which CRA T HAL INT his Fortone got before, 
 Bot by his Martiall Means fecured more. 
 
 THE 
 
the Scotish Kings. 23 
 
 TH' affli&ed and confined Chri/leane, 
 
 (So much this Prince did Pietie refpect :) 
 
 Be that moll monftrous Man Domitiane, 
 
 He be his Prencelie Powar did proteft : 
 
 And yet th' illuftreous Prince his Storie fayes, 
 He pad in Peace, and leiv'de his laitter Dayes. 
 
 a&Omacft, 36 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrift 348, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 678, and Rang 3 Yeer a. 
 
 BE Pi&iJIi Strength he ftrove for the Eftate, 
 Acquir'd with Wrong, did wickedly governe : 
 Envy to Armes, he adds to Blood Debate, 
 To make the Troubles of his Time eterne : 
 Yet faultie he, his futur Fall fo fears, 
 That in Exile he hounds the Roiall Heyres. ca p- 12 
 
 THE fained Face of Juftice he did fchaw, 
 And did pretend to play the prudent Prence : 
 Yet facrafeiz'd his Lords without a Law, 
 And wafted all Things with his Violence : 
 
 He th' Earthlie did, and Pow'rs Divine difpile, 
 
 In Pentland flane, thairfore condignely dies. 
 
 &XIQU8 tatt f 37 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 321, fra the beginning of the 
 Kingdome 681, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 Reft the Realme, put from King ROMACKs 
 Rage 
 
 The 
 
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24 The Theatre of 
 
 The Regne by Right got this ANGUSEANE: 
 Prone unto Peace, and fingularlie fage, 
 A Marti all yet, and miglitie Myndit Man : 
 
 Boec^e Book j^ rafchelie raig ' dj ^ j^g jf comniOV'd 
 
 His Patience, implacable it prov'd. 
 
 THE Fights, throw Pride, they did perturbe his Peace, 
 Whom he was loath to fight withall : bot when 
 Refufed was the Offer of his Grace : 
 io. iohnst. p. 20. jj> orecam thair King, and manie of thair Men : 
 
 They nought content with this, would fight againe, 
 Whair much was loft, & both the Kings war flaine. 
 
 tfttytlmack, 38 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Clirift S54i,fra the begining of the 
 Ringdome 684, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 ING FETHELMACK prepairde vpoun the 
 Fights 
 
 The Prence his Daeth and wther Vrongs t' avenge 
 Thair King he flayes, defates with whome he fights, 
 And all from thair Incurfiones does Clenge : 
 Boec^e Book Whereby he bett, and thame o'refett fo fore, 
 That thay thairafter Match with him no more. 
 
 WHEN force did faell, than they to fraud did flit, 
 What Might may not, by fubtill Meanes thay mint : 
 And great effeds, thair fell and followes It, 
 For lo the Prence, thus be thair Traens wes tint : 
 io. iohn»t. P . 20. a conftant King, that never had declin'de 
 From the Conditiones of a Kinglie kinde. 
 
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the Scotish Kings. 25 
 
 <$UQmiU8 the I. 39 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 357,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 687, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 WITH confident and with a furious Force, 
 The Romans, Brittons, and the Pights confpire: 
 T' eradicat, but Mercie or Remorfs, 
 And pull from thee a long preferv'd Impire : 
 
 And have (thy Name) but Fauor in thair Furie, ^ ce J 
 All banded, in Oblivioun, to burie. 
 
 Boece 6th Book 
 
 YET fearflie fought, thou with thofe Fureis fell, 
 
 And all thair Strength, fo ftoupified and ftraitts : ]°- Major Book 
 
 That they amaz'd, doubt more with thee to mell, 
 
 Whill nought thair Force, but thy vnfreindly Fates 
 
 O'rewhelm'd thee fightand with thy hardie Hoft, 
 
 Whairby all lay, and looked as if loft. 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 21. 
 
 dF^rgUS the II. 40 th King, 
 The second Restorer of the Kingdome. 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 404<,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 734, and Rang 16 Yeers. 
 
 MOST peerles Prence, all Thingsdefac'd thou fand, 
 Thy Subjects flaine, and all thy Cities fack'd : 
 By Fates and Foes, depopulat the Land, 
 (Wofull to view) all wafted, vrong'd, and wrack'd : 
 Yet all thow to the former State reftoir'd, 
 That ruin'd wes, and Rage of Warre devoird. 
 
 E THOU 
 
26 The Theatre of 
 
 THOU the renowned Romanes pat to rowt, 
 And thame conftraind for Terror Trues to tak : 
 tom\hlVS With ftrengthie ftrokes, and with a Stomack ftowt, 
 Thrife in thrie fights, the Britons bold thow brak : 
 The Danow, Poo, the Rhene, and Rhodanus, 
 Haue hard, and knew, thy Virtue Valorus. 
 
 THE fates proov'de Friends, to ftable the Eftates, 
 When Fergus firft, the Crowne together groft : 
 
 m. 22"°' * Bot thow, againes both Fortune, and the Fates, 
 Beconqueft IT, deferted, left, and loft : 
 
 And fpent thy Sprit, to thy Immortal Fame, 
 
 io. iohnst. P . 21. Into the Knightlie Conquefs of the fame. 
 
 <&UQmiU8 II. 41 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Clirijl 420, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 750, and Rang 32 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 PRUDENT Prince in Peace, a Wife in 
 Warre, 
 
 Deforc't all Foes, the Peace preferv'd with Pights : 
 The Britons ftreft, and took thame Tributarr, 
 And be Conduct of Grahame, and gallant Knights : 
 *,ece 2 7thBook ^ Q von ^ rous Walls, that then our Nation noyit, 
 The Keepars kill'd, he dang doune and deftroyit. 
 
 WHAT Fergus laft, with Providence did plant, 
 *°-Maioriib.2. With Policie and Powar he perfects : 
 
 Then 
 
the Scotish Kings. 27 
 
 Then in his Throne, but truble Triumphant, i* iohmt. P . «. 
 
 In Reft his Realme, he ruleth and directs : 
 
 The Germane- Saxons and the Cimbre rood, 
 
 He valeantlie all thair Attempts withftood. 
 
 Bcmsarfc, 42 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 451, fra the beginning of the 
 Kingdome 781, and Rang 5 Yeers. 
 
 IN Counfall quick, a Prince in fight but feare, 
 Difpos'd to Peace, yet bold, and Bellicall: 
 Wnto his Brothers Seat, fucceeds, and Heire, 
 Is to his Valor and his Virtues all : BoeceathBook 
 
 In Peace provides for Varre, the word advances, Cft p- 4 - 
 And fluffs his Strengths, for after-coming chances. 
 
 HIS Tributars, the Britons thay Rebell, 
 With Conftantine, come to relieve thair Thrall : 
 His cutting Sword, thair Courage yet doth quell, 
 Thought too too fierflie fighting he did fall : 
 To him, and his, that Days great Glorie goes : 
 Yet dearlie bought, both unto Friends and Foes. 
 
 ©onstauttue the I. 43 d 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of CJirift 47 '5, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 787, and Rang 22 Yeers. 
 WICKED King, be nather Fads nor Fame, 
 For Vertue Noble, Notted nor Renound : 
 
 E 2 A 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 22. 
 
 A 
 
28 The Theatre of 
 
 A fenfual Sott, to his Aunceftors fhame 
 Addicled unto Dronkennes : and Dround : 
 Boece sth Book (As can not be reported) into Pleafure, 
 
 Immodeftlie, but any Meane or Meafure. 
 
 THE Britons Bonde, be like a fool has fred, 
 io. Maior lib. 2. Without adwife, or wote of wifer Witts : 
 
 Reftorde thair Strengths, that flood his State in fled, 
 
 And careleflie, all Crueltie commits : 
 
 But this his Life, in Pleafure fpent profane, 
 io.iohn 9 t.p.23. j t made an En( ^ ^ punifhment and paine. 
 
 ©Ottgall, 44 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 4>79,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 809, and Rang 22 Years. 
 
 O S T provident, thow prompt and puiffant 
 Prence, 
 
 Of Judgement found, and of a fcharpe Ingine : 
 Boece sth Book ^ppro ved Prudent by Experience, 
 
 Amends the MifTes of King Conftantine : 
 Thy Life and Lawes togidder did agrie, 
 A paffing Praife, perpollent Prince to thee. 
 
 THE bloodie Britons, and the Saxons fet, 
 foi.27 aiorlib * 2 *To flrefs thy State, ay as thair Greatnes grew :' 
 Thofe gallantlie thou in two Battels bet, 
 And then of thir, thou many thoufands flew : 
 Preferv'd thy Crowne, from forder thair offences, 
 Then Livde and Deit a Paterae unto Prences. 
 
 Go- 
 
 M 
 
the Scotish Kino's. 29 
 
 •,-, 
 
 ©OraU, 45 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 501, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 831, and Rang 34 Years. 
 
 FOR Juftice great, for Wifdome and for Worthe, 
 This Noble Prince, is not the leaft nor laft : 
 Of virtuols Kings, Renovned in the Northe, 
 For to be plac'd, and but his Praifs, be paft : 
 
 With Pow're and Prudence, Roborate his Lawes, Boece sth Book 
 
 And fo himfelf, a fcharpe Jufticiare fchawes. 
 HE with the Fights, and Britons bold did band, 
 For Saxons fake, he made his Foes his Friends : foi.2« aiorlib ' 2 ' 
 
 Then with Heroick Hardines of hand, 
 Defate and fhamde, thame home to Saxon fends : 
 
 And yet at home, O plague, he be his owne, 
 
 Betray'de in Truft, is Murdred and o'rethrowne. 
 
 Io. Iohnst p. 24. 
 
 SugentUS the III. 46 th 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 335, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 865, and Rang 23 Yeers. 
 
 HP HIS Juft, moft Careful, and Couragious King, 
 J- Too rafchlie fome of Pariceede fulpects : 
 And yet his Life, his Good and Godlie Reigne, 
 From the imputed Pariceede protects : 
 
 Such fchew his Faeth, and 's A6tions exellent, 
 That he, is known, and counted Innocent. 
 
 Boece 9th Book 
 cap. 11. 
 
 THE 
 
30 The Theatre of 
 
 THE Saxon-Seed he mightelie molefts, 
 foi. 3a or Aganes the Britons he the Pights fupplies : 
 
 And in the fields, thair Forces he infefts ; 
 
 Whair both King Mordred and King Arthur dies : 
 io. iohnst. P . 24. In Peace and Wane, he prompt and prudent prov'd, 
 Fear'd of the Bad, and of the Beft beloved. 
 
 ©Ongal the II. 47 th King, 
 
 Rang the 558 Yeer of Chrift, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 888, and Rang 11 Yeers. 
 
 A ZEALOUS Prince, Religious and Wife, 
 Moft Pitieful, moft Provident and Juft, 
 His panes, to Peace and Pietie, applyes, 
 Infuperable, with Awarice and Luft : 
 Boece 9th Book Faeth and Religion in his Land no les, 
 
 cap. 14 ° r-i 
 
 Nor plenteous Peace, did be his Care, incres. 
 
 HE bounteouflie vponn the Church beftowde, 
 He Paftors, Priefts and Preachors did promove : 
 Offences that his Countries Face o'reflow'de, 
 He did reforme, more (than with Lawes) be love : 
 And, as his Priefts, led als auftere his Life, 
 Frie from Inteftine, and all wther Strife. 
 
 ItitmateU, 48 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrjft 569, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 899, and Rang 1 Yeer. 
 
 THIS Prince by old, Experience expert, 
 (When nought a King) with manie change of 
 things : 
 
 Was 
 
 lo. Iohnst. p. 25. 
 
the Scotish Kings. 31 
 
 Was worthie and deferv'de to be infert, 
 
 Enroll'd and booked with the beft of Kings : 
 
 Altho the Fates, fo doing, did him wrong, ^V Book 
 
 Allow't him nought to Guide nor Gowerne long. 
 
 H E willingly, and uncompelde depofde, 
 
 And fet himfelf befide the Roial Seat : l0 ' ,ohn8t p - 2 
 
 And unto Aidan (invardlie reiofde) 
 
 Refignde the whole Conftru&ionn of the State. 
 
 And vnperturbed in a priuate Place, 
 
 He died, and departed into Peace. 
 
 aiUan, 49 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Cliriji 570, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 900, and Rang 35 Yeers. 
 
 THE good of him, that many Signes prefaigde, 
 And nottable denunced in his Name : 
 He nather yet a Young Man nor an Aigde, 
 Did diflappoint th' affureance of the fame : 
 
 Bot to his Honor, and his greater Glore, J2l )ec f lt 9th Book 
 
 He hes accomplifh'd and performed more. 
 
 cap. 15. 
 
 THE Saxons that, to overthrow him thrifts, 
 
 His nighbour Fights, to Warre on him inveits : i°- «««>»■ lib - -'■ 
 
 Bot fcharplie he, all thair Aflaults refills, 
 
 And Hoftill Mints, with Martial Might he meits : 
 
 So like a Prince, as Valorous, fo Wife, *.*•■*.*» 
 
 His People in Peace, he Governs whill he dyes. 
 
 Ken- 
 
N 
 
 32 The Theatre of 
 
 i&etmetf) the I. 50 th King, 
 
 Rang tJw Yeer ofChrifi 605, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 939, and Rang 1 Yeer. 
 
 OT like a Prince, bot like a Prifoner, 
 Or an Immurde, among Monaftick Men : 
 Thow feldome to thy People did appear, 
 And when thow did, thow had no doing then ; 
 Boerc 9 Book »phat worthie wes, to blek a Book, or be, 
 Penn'd and prefented to Pofteritie. 
 
 IF fuche as leivs and lurks, leivs well, then thou, 
 A happie Prence, hes and a bliffed bene : 
 For mongft the Numbers of our Nobles now, 
 io. iohnst. P . 26. Alone Thou lurkt, and was the latent ane : 
 
 Yet better lurk, nor be levd Life, to leave, 
 A Record of Difgrace vponn the Grave. 
 
 <5*ttgeUtUS IV. 51 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Clirift 606, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 936, and Rang 16Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 LEARNED Prince, taught be that holy Sage, 
 Columba cal'd, the Doctor of thefe dayes : 
 A Glorie chief and Honor of his Age, 
 Adwancer of Divinitie always : 
 _ „ , In quietnes, his Kingdome he commands, 
 
 Boece 9th Book "1 ' o 
 
 cap. 26. ^ n( j on (iiftreft f an j e Neighbour ftands. 
 
 HIS 
 
the Scotish Kings. 33 
 
 HIS banifh'd Foes, he pleafantlie recepts, i«. iohn«t. P . 27. 
 
 Though they were Hethnifli Worftiippers of gods : 
 
 Taught thame the Trueth, and tenderlie Intreats, 
 
 O're Tirrannie, Triumphantlie he trode. 
 And all his owne State-crofies he conjures, 
 The common Weell, from Cumber, fo fecures. 
 
 dFetdjattr the I. 52 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 621,/ra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 951, and Rang 12 Yeers. 
 
 THIS Infidell, foe to the Faith Profeft, 
 Polluted wes, with all Impietie : 
 And boldlie he Imbarred in his Breft, 
 A horrible, and hatred Herefie : 
 
 He was Profane, Imprudent, and Pernitious, STm. 9 * Book 
 
 Ay Wrongous, Violent, and Vicious. 
 
 THE Peoples plague, the poifone of the Peers, 
 The Perditor, and Pefl of all Empires : 
 Moll like a Devile, difpairdlie, Domineer's, 
 And all the Land, with Tirranie attires : 
 
 Bot mark, this Tirrane, torture dois attend, 
 
 His brutifh Life, bred him a beaftlie End. 
 
 Bottalb IV. 53 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 632,fra the begining oftJie 
 Kingdome 962, and Rang 14 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 GRATIOUS Son, fucceeds this godlie Sire, 
 And all things finds confounded and defoyld : 
 F Yet 
 
34 The Theatre of 
 
 Yet he as Prince, and Parent of th' Empire, 
 Reparde all that Impietie had fpoild : 
 Bo** 9th Book And the Religione faithfullie Profeft, 
 Moll be his Care Incredible Increft. 
 
 cap. 20. 
 
 INTO his Bounds, h' abolifhes abufes, 
 And Juftefies, all the Injurious : 
 North-humber-Scuvons, to the Faeth, h' adduces, 
 A naughtie Nation, fierce and furious : 
 io. iohnst. P . 2a o wor thie Prince, loft by a meer Mifchance, 
 Thy Deeds deferve, a deir Remembrance. 
 
 dferrijattr II. 54 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Clirift 64>6,fra the beginning of the 
 Kingdome 976, and Rang 18 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 CRUEL Tirane, and a Tigre fell, 
 A Monftre that Immanetie mantainde : 
 A fearfer of the Flefh, an Infidell, 
 All Doctrine of Divinity difdaind : 
 Boece 9 Book A bloodie beaft, all Lawes and Juftice fmoird, 
 His Wife firft flew, his Daughters line defloird. 
 
 CURST for thofe Crimes, he but Remorle remaind, 
 Impenitent, all proudly he Oppreft : 
 Bot by a Vilitation ftraunge, conftraind, 
 He come to knowledge, and his Faults confeft : 
 io. ioh M t. P . as. Whill yet in him, his Wickednefs and Vice, 
 Is punilh't with, devoreing Wormes and Lice. 
 
 Male- 
 
Boecc 9 Book 
 
 the Scotish Kings. 35 
 
 Jflaleiriune, 55 th King, 
 
 Rang tlie 664 Yeer of Chri/i,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 994, and Rang 20 Yeers. 
 
 AMODERAT, yet moovde a Martiall Man ; 
 Force with like Force, with Pow're he Pow're 
 Repeld : 
 No wrong advantage ov're his Valor van, 
 Nor non by Might vnmatch'd, with him have mel'd : 
 H' appoints with Fights, feduc'd with Saxons, thay, JJ^. 
 Yet brecks thofe Bands, with difadvantage ay. 
 HIS Nighbours thus, to Reafon framed conforme, 
 His States thay ftrive, and greatlie then difgrees : 
 Yet with his Trident he did ftay that Storme, 
 And fuages foone, the fwelling of thofe Sees ; 
 
 Forc't by no Foes, but in his bofome lyes, io. lohnst. P . 28. 
 
 Whairby this Daunter of Mifdoers dyes. 
 
 <&UQmiU8 V. 56 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChriJi 684,/ra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1014, and Rang 4 Yeers. 
 
 WHEN he wes crownd, with confonant Confents : 
 With Cunning Craft, with Strength, he 
 Strength withftands: 
 Levd Pra6life he, with Policie, prevents, 
 And wrongs Reveng'd, with Hardines of hand : 
 
 A powerfull and moft politick Prence, ca°p. 2.i 
 
 Ne're warr't with wit, nor wrong'd with Violence. 
 
 F2 TH' 
 
36 The Theatre of 
 
 icMaior TH' infulting Scuvones, brakers of thare Trues 
 Be Prudencie, and Provefs in the Plane : 
 (Tho' Pights difperft) he dantones, and fubdues, 
 And then, thair faithlefs cruell King, hes flane ; 
 
 io. iohiut. p. 29. And fo Triumphant, ov're the Fights, and thame, 
 In peace poffeft, to deathe, his Diadem. 
 
 ®UQtniU8 VI. 57 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 688, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1018, and Rang 10 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 LEARNED Prince, taught in the Holy 
 Laws, 
 
 According to the Doctrine in thofe Dayes : 
 Northumbriane-Sawons, to his Friendfhip drawes, 
 Which all this time, without Diftra&ioun ftayes : 
 STa*- 9 Bot with the Pights, no meanes his Mind might 
 
 move, 
 To cum t' accord, and league with thame in love, 
 
 THERE faithles Formes, and Treafone he detefts, 
 Therefore on thame, as Traterous he Trode : 
 And thair Dominions mightelie molefts, 
 And oftentimes, o'reruns thame with his Roads. 
 io. iohn»t. P . au. I R Albion are ftrange and ftupendious things, 
 Seene in his Time, all ill prefageing figns. 
 
 Am- 
 
Boecefltli Book 
 
 the Scotish Kings. 37 
 
 arofctrfttlktf), 58 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrift 697, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1027, and Rang 2 Yeers. 
 
 THIS King before he come vnto the Crowne, 
 Appeer'd profefl Prote6tor of the Poor : 
 Bot O how fone, into the Seat fet down, 
 He does that Goode, and calling Juft, abjure : 
 
 And then into, all filthines does fall, <**■ M 
 
 Drownd into Lull, marrs and mifchieveth all. 
 
 BOT now the Fights, by his ill rewled Regne, 
 
 To truble his State, as fit, this time, they tak : 
 
 And in his bounds, thare bloodie Bands they bring, 
 
 With violence, all to devoure, and wrak : 
 Bot lo, he fees no Iffue of thofe Ills, 
 For in his Campe, one yet unknowne, him Kills. 
 
 ©UgemttS VII. 59 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 699, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1029, and Rang 19 Yeers. 
 
 A RIGHTEOUS Prince, and of the Royal Race, 
 Robuft of Bodie, and of Stomak ftrong : 
 Did Temporize, and took with Fights, a Peace, 
 Conformde with Wedlock, that has lafted long ; 
 
 His Queen was flaine, and ftabbed in his'fted, ^ 5 ! ' ,h Book 
 
 And he fufpe6t, yet faultles found, was fred. 
 
 H' 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 3d. 
 
Io. Iolinst. p. 31. 
 
 A 
 
 38 The Theatre of 
 
 H' applide himfelf, to Peace, and Pietie, 
 
 Repared Churches, and enlarged thare Rents : 
 
 And to encourge his Pofteritie ; 
 
 To Works of Worthe, and Valor, he Invents : 
 To caus collect, in Regifter, and Rol'd, 
 The famous fads, of his forbears old. 
 
 IftOtftacft, 60 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofClirift 715, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1045, and Rang 15 Yeers. 
 
 HOLY, Happy, and a humble Prence, 
 Moft Loving, Bounteful, and Liberall : 
 By his Difcretion, and his Diligence, 
 He brought to Peace, the Albion Prences all ; 
 
 With Britons, Pights, & t\CEnglifhe too, from Armes, 
 ^XIr* Book And thay with him, h' a Fedracie conferms. 
 
 THIS publick Peace, in Albeon, all whare, 
 (Whairof the Revrend Bede, his Glorie tells : 
 This Prence of will, difpos'd for to Repare, 
 All ruind Rowmes, Importonnd and Compells : 
 Which he much more Magnificent did mak, 
 That Vrong, and Warrs, before he was, did wrak. 
 
 (BtUn, 61 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 730, fra the begining of tlie 
 Kingdome 1060, Rang 13 Yeers. 
 
 Y Subjects vfde, to Exerceis and Armes, 
 To Battell iigne, and to the Trumpet found : 
 
 Frie 
 
 Io. Iolinst. p. 13. 
 
 M 
 
the Scotish Kings. 39 
 
 Frie from Inteftene, and Externall Harmes, 
 
 In Peace, and Plentie, all their Bounds abound : 
 
 I do dirre& thame, by my Lawes, and Thay, Bo ece «nh Book 
 
 (That which I bid, as bound to me) Obay. 
 
 BOT Ag'd in end, I do the Raines Refigne, 
 And gives to four, th' Authoretie to vfe : 
 Whofe Slouthe and Slovnes in there Governing. 
 Diftru6tionn great, to my Dominions does : 
 
 For th' Banders, ftirr'd, by a Tiran ftrong, 
 
 My poore Men fpoilles by Violence, and .Wrong. Io - Iohn8t - p * 
 
 <&UQmiU8 the VIII. 62 d 
 
 King, 
 
 Hang the Yeer of Chrijl 761, fra tlie begining of the 
 Kingdome 1091, and Rang 3 Years. 
 
 WHAT hardie Prince, darr thow not Interprife, 
 Offendars all, thy Force, and Furie feill : 
 Before thy feet, the Limmers liveles lyis, 
 And at the firft, all wifelie went, and weill : 
 
 Thy Realme had reft, and thou Redoubted Ran<j : Boece 9 Book 
 
 J ' ° cap. 28. 
 
 (Admird) with Moderating thame among. 
 
 BOT O thy Virtues that, in Perrill fpred, 
 Ar vanifhd now, and perilhed in Peace : 
 And thou by lawles Lecherie ar led, 
 From Regall Glorie, into all Difgrace : 
 
 Peremptourlie, then punifti'd by thy Peers, Io IohMt p 
 
 As to th' offence, and to thy fall, effeirs. 
 
 Fer- 
 
H 
 
 cap. 29. 
 
 40 The Theatre of 
 
 dFcrgUS HI. 63 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 764, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1095, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 IS Fatts, his Formes, his Fortone, and his Fine, 
 Not much debordes, nor groflie difagrees, 
 O Infolent, Eugenius from Thine, 
 For both were Wedded into Villaneis : 
 BoecesthBook Hee was moft Cruell, Carnal and Unjuft, 
 Thou bloodie and Inebriat with Lull. 
 
 THOU careles of thy Standing and Eftate, 
 Improvident, fo levied he, his Life : 
 And not vnlike, wes both your Fynes, and Fate, 
 Thow fell perforce, hee by a wronged Wife, 
 
 (Her hands, fome think) wes ftrangled, and o're- 
 throwne, 
 
 Syne fche, her felfe, confounded with her owne. 
 
 ^OlbatijtUS, 64 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 7 '67, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1097, and Rang 20 Years. 
 
 WIRTUOUS Prince, that wanted no 
 
 Good-will, 
 
 T' imploy his Panes, to pacif ' his Empire : 
 
 If nought the Gutt, a weary wofull 111, 
 
 Had cros'd his Care, and his defignd defire. 
 Breath Book Yefc whiU he lievde? the Land d . d not InJak ^ 
 
 A good Succefs, and Fortone for his fake. 
 
 RE- 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. S3. 
 
 A 
 
the Scotish Kings. 41 
 
 REBELLIOUS Ba?ie> the Captain of Kintire, 
 
 He does Debell, and in Subje&ion bring, 
 
 That by a vane Preiumption did afpire, 
 
 Wnlaughfullie for to become a King. Io - Iohnst p * 
 
 This Infurre&ion raifed and repreft, 
 
 He rang Obeyit, his Remanent, at Reft. 
 
 ^CijatUS, the 65 th King, 
 
 Jiang the Yeer of Chri/i 787, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1117, and Rang 32 Yeers. 
 
 EGREGIOUS Prince, farr Famous for thy Fads, 
 The IrifJi Hoft, fend to Moleft thy Lands, 
 The wraethfull Winds into thy Waters wracks, 
 Without the help of anie humane Hands ; 
 
 Togidder with the Elements and Sea, ZgV 9 * Book 
 
 The Fates and Fortone, thay do Fight for Thee. 
 
 THAT Covenant, ftrong League and Alliance, 
 (Praile-worthie-Pnnce) perpetuats Ihy rame, fol • 35 - 
 
 That firlt thow paft with great King Charles of France, 
 So ftedable, both unto Thyne and Thame : 
 Which yet infring't and permanent fenfyne 
 Still ftands, with all the Princes of Thy Line. 
 
 Io. Iohnst p. .34. 
 
 H 
 
 ©OttSall HI. 66 th King, 
 
 Hang the Yeer of Chrifi 819, fra the beginning oftlie 
 Kingdome 1 1 49, Rang 5 Yeers. 
 
 IS litle Time, he Ruld, his Realme in reft, 
 With Pightsthe Peace, and Truce he entertanes: 
 G Whair- 
 
42 The Theatre of 
 
 Whairby his bounds were bountefullie Bleft, 
 And with all Plentie plenifhed was his Planes : 
 Boece ioth Book No new wproars, nor Rumor of a Riot, 
 
 cap. 6. /T1 
 
 Irapefched his Peace, nor croffed once, his quiet. 
 
 io.Maioriib.2. O HAPPY Peace, the Pillor of Empires, 
 
 The Grace of God from whence all goodnes growes : 
 
 The Sapients, infatiat defires : 
 
 And fountane fair, from whence, diffounds and flowes: 
 
 io.ioha.t- p. 3*. -w e ith, wirtue, wittincrefs, content and ftore, 
 That Riches Kings, and Countries does decore. 
 
 Bougall, 67 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrifl 894, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1154, and Rang 7 Years. 
 
 AWIRTUOUS Prince, yet Angular Seveir, 
 Th' vnbridled Youth, bent to Rebellione : 
 That would perforce, Com pell th' apeirand Heire, 
 Befoir the time, to come and claime the Croune : 
 Boece io Book He dois prevent, (fo fharplie he provides) 
 
 And punicfhes, thair Principalis, and Heids. 
 
 cap. / 
 
 THE Pidli/h Croune, when he had fend, and fought, 
 io. Maior lib. 2. To Alpine falne, by ane Maternall right : 
 
 The Clame mifknowne, his Sute fet all at nought, 
 Whill as he mynds, to mend him by his might : 
 The Fates prove Foes, & they this King confound, 
 For paffing Spey, he is borne doune and dround. 
 
 Ah 
 
cap. 8. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 2. 
 fol. 35. 
 
 the Scotish Kings. 43 
 
 Alpine, 68 th King, 
 
 Rang the 831 Yeer of Chrijl, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1161, and Rang 3 Yeers. 
 
 THUS Dongall dround, King Alpine all provides, 
 To pas on Pights, (reafon refvs'd) perforce : 
 On whome with all his Regiments he rides, 
 And thrife he putts thair Warrmen to the worfs : Boece io* Book 
 Their Tents he took, thair captane King has flane, 
 And Vi&or he, (all maiflred) did remaine. 
 
 BOT whill agane, he does perfew thofe Pights, 
 (Thrife elfe defaite) and them annoyes of new 
 (Fearing his Force) by fubtiltie and flights 
 Thay took himfelfe, and fine his Hoft orethrew : 
 
 Perfidiouflie, then into furie flefht, i°- ^nst. P . 35. 
 
 Thair laughfull Prince, (thair Prifoner) difpefht. 
 
 I&entteti) II. Victorious, 
 69 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 834, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1164, and Rang 20 Yeers. 
 
 THIS happy Heroe, with Herculdane hand, 
 Ane excellent, chofe Ornament, of Kings : 
 Difpatcht all Pights, that durft his ftrenghth with- 
 
 ftand, 
 And all thair boundes in his Subie6tioun bringes : Boece 10th Book 
 Sev'ne times he faught, and fev'ne times in a day 
 This.Worthie went Victorious away. 
 
 G2 HIS 
 
44 The Theatre of 
 
 io. Maioriib.a.HIS State unftres'd, from forraigne Foes he fenc't, 
 He Rooted out and Rac'de the Pi&iffi Race : 
 Couragious Knights, he richlie Recompenc't, 
 And by his Lawes preferved all in Peace : 
 Wherefoir this Gallant, Great, and Glorious, 
 We worthilie furnamed Victorious. 
 
 Boualfc V. 70 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 854, fra tJie begining of the 
 Kingdome 1184, and Rang 5 Years. 
 
 FORGETFUL quite, of his Awnceftors all, 
 And of himfelf, more fenfles as it feems : 
 H' in greater faults, and filthines did fall, 
 Nor goodlie can, be publiihd or expreem'd : 
 ^ce joth Book Thig flefhlie p r ince, that nought his place refpeds, 
 His Lieges with, his filthines infects. 
 
 YET forft to fight, aganes the Englijh Armes, 
 io. Maior Hb. a Once with good fortune did their Pow're Repell : 
 Bot lo this Luck, the Vi&or Hoft more harmes, 
 Then thame Defaited in the field that fell : 
 ia iohnst. f. 36. His Companies, with Courage overcame, 
 
 Bot nather could nor wold, he vfe the fame. 
 
 ©onstanttne II. 71 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Clirift 859, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1 189, and Rang 1 6 Yeers. 
 
 IS wafted Countries Parent and her Prence ; 
 The Prelats Pride, thair Riot and Excels, 
 
 And 
 
 H 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 4*5 
 
 And with thair Charges, thair non-refidence, 
 Reprooves, Condemnes, does Minifti and mak lefs 
 By daeth (Mifdoers) or Indigneties, 
 With fpeed he punifhes, and pacefies. 
 
 THE Cimber- Danes drawne heir into his dayes, 
 Difpoilde his Poore, depopulate his Lands : 
 Yet he thair furie, with diftru6tion ftayes, 
 Ay whill himielfe, fell in thair Hethnifh hand : 
 And fhortlie flane, by Sauadgnes of fum, 
 By him befoir, Commanded, and o'recum. 
 
 Bocce 10. Book 
 cap. 15. 
 
 lo. Maior lib. .'). 
 fol. 39. 
 
 Io. lohnst. p. 37. 
 
 m$U8 the Swift, 72 d 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 874,/m the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1204, and Rang 2 Yeers. 
 
 THE ftagring Standarts, and the Strayed Troups, 
 With Conjlantine, into the Field Before : 
 That not to Strengh, but change of Fortoune ftoups, 
 He does Colled, Really, and Reftore : 
 
 Bot lone from Virtue, he to Vice declines, 
 And fo his Glore, and his good Name he tynes. 
 
 HIS Nat'rall Guifts, and manie Corp'rall Graces, 
 (Gev'ne for his Good) to honour him, Refufes, 
 Since like a Beaft, all bavdrie he embraces, 
 And bleffings all, beftowde on him, Abufes : 
 
 Whairfore his Peers, Imprifones him, and he, 
 
 Difconfolat, does in a Dungeonn die. 
 
 Gre- 
 
 Boece 10 Book 
 cap. 1H. 
 
 Io. Major lib. 3. 
 fol. 39. 
 
 Io. lohnst. p. 37. 
 
46 The Theatre of 
 
 <ffir£gOtrj) the Great, 73 d 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 876, fra the begining of the 
 Kinqdome 1206, and Rang 18 Yeers. 
 
 HO W manie Rare, and Princelie Partes pofl'eft, 
 Condignly call'd this GREGORY the, Great: 
 He firft the Church-mens libertie Increft, 
 And fatled from, Inteftine Strife, his State : 
 Boece io Book He dang the Danes and Britons bett with bloes, 
 And twife, two Times, trivmphed o're his foes. 
 
 HE batters Berwick, and that Toune he taks, 
 foi.^. 101 ' And th' Ireland Force, that did afflift his Fields : 
 (Sought throw the Seas) this Bellicofe, he braks, 
 Whill Dubline danger'd, to his mercie yeelds : 
 io. iohi«t. p. 38. The King, and Croune, in his protectionn put, 
 And Concord bot, as he commands, wes knut. 
 
 Bonattl VI. 74 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 894 5t /ra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1224, and Rang 11 Yeers. 
 
 ANE a&ive Prince, whofe manie Martiall Merits, 
 Hes equald his, to his Aunceftors ads : 
 The great King Gregor 's hardines, h' inherits, 
 ca°p e l2. ° And nought that may, mak him be Lauded lacks : 
 TH' Empire in Peace, and prudentlie appaild 
 He Knightlie Wife, preferu's at reft vnraifd. 
 
 ANE 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 A NE Danijlie flott, out of his Deephs he drave, 
 How foone thair coming, to his Coaft was knowne 
 He th' EngliJJie aides, that his Concurrenfs craves, 
 And punifhes, all uproars of his owne : 
 
 Trivmphant then, Redoubted, and Renovnd, 
 Hee reds decoird, and with the Lawrell Cround. 
 
 47 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 38. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 3. 
 fol. 40. 
 
 ©onstanttne the ill. 75 th 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChriJi 904, fra the begining oftJie 
 Kingdome 1234, and Rang 40Yeers. 
 
 A SIMPLE, and too Credulous a King, 
 Brought to beleeve, a firen Song too foone : 
 Which loffes large, unto his Bands did bring, 
 How foone he did, Thame to the Danes conjoine : 
 A Natione fierce, foe to the Faeth profeft, 
 (Aganes a Band, with Britons) he embrac'd. 
 
 Boece 11th Book 
 cap. 1. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 3. 
 fol. 40. 
 
 THIS Friendfchip fond, confermed with a foe, 
 
 Bot waiting vauntage, to revolt and change : 
 
 Brought Britone Varrs, they brought with thame 
 
 thair Voe, io. iohn«t.p. .•», 
 
 A foull Defaitt, and vonderful Revenge : 
 Whill to lament, the largenes of this lofs, 
 His Croune, he with, a frierifh Coull, did cols. 
 
 Mai- 
 
48 The Theatre of 
 
 jWalcolme L 76 th King, 
 
 Ra?ig the Yeer of Chri/t 943, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1273, and Rang 9 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 PRINCE whofe Virtue, famous made his 
 Fads, 
 
 His Territors, he but a ftroake extends : 
 All Bands with Danes, h' aboliflies and bracks, 
 And Engliflimen, of Foes, he made his Friends : 
 Boece ii Book g Fortone flows, her Gloab, fo rolling goes, 
 
 That now, new Friends, prove now, anone, new foes. 
 
 IN the Englijh aide, he does the Danes defait, 
 foi.'4i aior Without refpeft, or lparing of his Panes: 
 He caftigates, and with corredionn ftrait, 
 His Countries youth, from rage, of Error Ranes : 
 io. iohnst. P . 39. And yet this good King, Miniftring his Laws, 
 His Throat got cutted for his Juftice caus. 
 
 Jttirttlpf), 77 th King, 
 
 M 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 952, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1282, and Rang 9 Yeers. 
 
 Y People Peace, and jointlie I enjoyed, 
 Tranquility, a fix or fev'n Yeers fpace : 
 Reftoring things, that former Strife deftroyed, 
 Wnto their old, Integritie and Grace : 
 Bocce a Book W \u\\ that a hatefull and a Hethnifti Holt, 
 The cruell Danes, dois kithe uponn our Coft. 
 
 THARE 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 THARE Landing long, I letted whill at laft, 
 Be fraudulent, a fals, and faingzeit flight : 
 They come to Colene, and there Anchors call, 
 Where I perforce, defate thame in a Fight : 
 Bot too too bold, without my Bands, or Bak, 
 Adventring valiantlie, I went to Wrak. 
 
 49 
 
 lo. Maior lib. 3. 
 fol. 41. 
 
 Io. Iohnst p. 40. 
 
 HBuffitS, 78 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrifl 961, fra the begining ofilie 
 Kingdome 1291, and Rang 5 Yeers. 
 
 THE Savadge [tribes] that Warr could newer vinn, 
 No Law reforme, Time terrifie, nor Tame : 
 Affrighted frome, his Roiall Collors Rin, 
 So, he corre&s, and dewlie dantons Thame : 
 
 Thair Magicall enchauntments nor thair charms, 
 Could not preferve, thame from his awful Arms. 
 
 HE th' infolent, and wantone Vagabounds, 
 To tak thame too a Calling, does conftrane : 
 Or punilhed, or banifhed thame his bounds, 
 Whill favagelie, in fecreit he is llane : 
 
 And yet behold, continuall Darknefs did, 
 
 Mak manifeft, his horrid Murder hid. 
 
 Boece 11 
 cap. 4. 
 
 Io. Maior 1 
 fol. 41. 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 40. 
 
 <&Ullm, 79 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 966, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1296, and Rang 4 Yeers. 
 
 THIS Princelie Parte, allone my Spr'ite poffeft, 
 That I the Countrie from King-killars clengde : 
 H And 
 
50 The Theatre of 
 
 And fo that Donald with his Doers dreft, 
 That worthelie, I Duffus wrong Revengde : 
 Boece nth Book Bot no mo princelie Properties hade I, 
 To guard me from a greatter Infamie. 
 
 FOR all the Ills, that could infed the flefhe, 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 3. A -^^ rf y^ ^ fo^ tf fenfual Sinne . 
 
 Bvt offHng once, vnto my Breft a Breftie, 
 I Greedilie, both fought, and foukit In : 
 io. iohnst. p. «. Which fo polluts, my Perfone, and my Sperit, 
 And maid me laft, be Murdered for my Merit. 
 
 mmneti) ill. 80 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofGhrift 970, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1300, and Rang 24<Yeers. 
 
 A PRINCE with all the Partes, that may be 
 Praifd, 
 Or competent, or comelie into Kinges : 
 The rooted Vice, in Cullens Raigne, he Raifd, 
 And all abufes, in Obliuionn Bringes : 
 Boece nth Book And had he nought, falPne in a foull offence, 
 
 None paft before, had proovde a better Prence. 
 
 AT Loncartie he did deftroy the Danes, 
 io. Maior lib. 3. There where the Hayes thair firft great Honor had : 
 His Kingdome he, in Concord all Contanes, 
 And did vndoe, thame that Rebellione Bred : 
 io.iohn.tp.4i. g ot yet a Womans Witt, (the waikeft thing,) 
 Confounds with cvnning this courageous King. 
 
 Con- 
 
the Scotish Kings. 51 
 
 Constanttne IV. 81 st 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 99 4<,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1324, and Rang 2 Yeers. 
 
 AS blind Ambition, did induce Defire, 
 And caufde him crave, and covet to be Cround- 
 So Petitors, did punifche his Empire, 
 
 And it (divided) in diftru&ionn drounde : ^J 1 Book 
 
 Plague, Famen, Force, (this Realme thus Raizde 
 
 and Rent,) 
 Vnhappie Prince, his People, both fpoilde, & fpent. 
 
 IN this Intefteine, and no ftraunger Strife, 
 
 There Countrie Friends, wes to thare furie Food : Io - Iohnst p " 42 ' 
 
 No Straunger, nor, Outlandifhe, loft his Life, 
 
 Nor then wes fched, a Dane, nor Britons Blood : 
 
 No all wes thares, and thairfor Juftlie all, «S.«I to,! * ,a 
 
 Both King, and Clamers, for thair Faults did fall. 
 
 (JKrtmmus, 82 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrifi 996, fra the begining of t/w 
 Kingdome 1326, and Rang 8 Yeers. 
 
 AM ARTIAL Mind, placde in a Perfon Strong, 
 A pleafant Prince, and liberall no lefs : 
 By Argadus, his godlie Labors long, 
 Contend ants quarrels, for the Croune, quiefce : 
 And he his time, at eafe in pleafure paft, 
 Whill thofe Delights, loft him his Life, at laft. Jm*. 11 * ■"* 
 
 H2 HIS 
 
52 The Theatre of 
 
 io. Maior lib. 3. H I S idle Life, allurde him wnto Luft, 
 
 fol. 41. 
 
 Defle6ting frome his former Fafchionnes All : 
 He is become, Injurious and Unjuft, 
 And onlie, to his thriftles Thoughts, is thrall : 
 io. iohnst. P . 42. WhiH Makolme Kenneths Sone, this Tirane taks : 
 
 (His Eyes puld out,) then like a Wretche he wraks. 
 
 iftalCOltmtS H. 83 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1004,^/tyz the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1334, and Rang 30 Yeer 's. 
 
 A 
 
 PRUDENT Prince, exceeding Panes 
 employed, 
 
 T' vptak Contentiones, in the former Times : 
 And to reftore, that Tirranie deflroyed, 
 He dois Remit, all fore-committed Crimes : 
 f&he u^to And caufde thofe things, that leachrous Grim 
 
 the 19 cap. -.y, 
 
 dilgraces, 
 To looke wp livelie with reformed Faces. 
 
 THRICE in thrie Fights, the Danes defated fled, 
 And left vnto, his Victor Force, the fielde : 
 He in thair Blood thrice boldlie bath'd his Bleid, 
 And thrife orethrowne, they to his Mercie yeild : 
 And forc'd, be Battel right and bloodie wounds, 
 To rander (Reft) all his Foirbears Bounds. 
 
 NO Prince preceeding, paft, before his dayes, 
 J"- Maior Hb. a For Policie, nor Maters Martiall : 
 
 More 
 
the Scotish Kings. 53 
 
 More worthelie, depoftulats a Praife, 
 
 Had not his greedines difgraced all : 
 Which in his Age, S' infatiat did fchoe, 
 Whill he at Glamms, fell for his Countrie foe. 
 
 Muxttam I. 84 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl lOS^fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1364, and Rang 6 Yeers. 
 
 AKNIGHTLIE King, whill he his Ifles correds, 
 The fpightfull Danes, to fpoill him of Empire : 
 Cam on his Coafts, and thairin boldlie Brecks, 
 And where they went, all waifts with Force and Fire : Boece 12th Book 
 -Bot foone thair Pride, he hes Repreft, in Parte, 
 By his Activitie in Armes and Arte. 
 
 THE Sea, and Sands, the reft of Wrongs Reveng , de:i .i h 11 st. P .43. 
 And maid his Raigne, from thair Irruptionnes frie : 
 From Forraigne Foes, his Countrie he hes Clengde, 
 Bot could not from Cognat Enemie, Io Major Ub 
 
 Relieve his Life, that looked like a Friend : foK 4a 
 
 Bot proovde a Foe, and Murdred him in End. 
 
 MzcKbtfy, 85 th King, 
 
 Rang tlie Yeer of Chrijl 1040,^0 the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1370, and Rang 17 'Years. 
 
 H 
 
 IS cowling King, he Murdred and Betrayed, 
 So caught the Crowne, & thus his Greatnes got : 
 
 And 
 
54 The Theatre of 
 
 And yet efchamde, vnceflanntlie Effayed, 
 To burie in Obliuionn that Bloot : 
 
 By well Governing, and by holfome Lawes, 
 Some little fiffnes of fatisfa&ionn fchawes. 
 
 Boece 12 Book 
 cap. 4. 
 
 BOT Nurture, Nature pail, and he, Repents, 
 io. iohnst. p. 44. His good, and to his vomited vomeit turns : 
 He flayes the faikles, and the Innocents, 
 And Hill his Breft, for blood it boills and burns : 
 io. Maior lib. 3. Blood wes the Schott, and Butt of his Defires, 
 By blood he came, by blood his Spirit Expires. 
 
 i&alCOlme Canmore, 86 th 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer,qf Chrijl 1057, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1387, and Rang 36 Yeers. 
 
 PRINCE whofe Valore, did his Vifdome war, 
 And yet his Witts, his Courage did decore : 
 His Wit and Valore ftill Companions ar, 
 This followed faft, when the wther went before : 
 Both Witt and Valor, in this King concurres, 
 cap. 12. To preache his Praife, in ftabled State, and Sturrs. 
 
 THE Spiritual he, Promotes, and he Reproves, 
 Intemperance, and all Exceffiue Diot : 
 He meafurs by Example and Remowes, 
 Be pra&eifd Precepts, from his Realme, all Riot : 
 The Curfed Lawes, that curfd King Ewne, 
 io.iohn«.p.44. proclamde, 
 
 He Cancellat, Annvlled, and Condamnde. 
 
 FOUR 
 
 A 
 
 Boece 12 Book 
 
the Scotish Kings. 55 
 
 FOUR Times he fought, and four times foild his 
 Foes, 
 
 Four times Trivmphde, and four times on his Treffes : Wffi 
 
 A Glorious quadruplet Garland goes, 
 
 And four times too, home-bred vproars, Reprefles : 
 Yet this Trivmphant, by a Traittour trufted, 
 In defp'rat forme, out through the head is thrufted. 
 
 BOttattr Bane VII. 87 th 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 1093,,/ra the beginning of the 
 Kingdome 1 423, and Rang 1 Yeer. 
 
 TH E King by Treafon, and a Trick diftroyed, 
 The State of new difconfolat is Croft : 
 King Duncanes Son, this Donald cumes, convoyed, 
 And with the helpe, of his Norvegeane Hoft : cap. la 
 
 Vpon the Princelie Honors layes his hands, 
 And Crounde, the Kingdome, Cruellie commands. 
 
 BOT Violence and Wrong a Varrand wants, 
 
 For what he haid, vfurped bot of late : 
 
 More puiflant Powre, perverteth and fupplants, 
 
 And reft his Life, his Honor and Eftate : 
 
 111 fatled Bafes, thus are brafcht and fchakin, 
 
 And Tirranes ar, be greater ftrength oretakin. £,- £ 
 
 Io. Iohnst. p. 45. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 3. 
 
 Dun- 
 
A 
 
 56 The Theatre of 
 
 JBnntunt Ii. 88 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1094>,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1424, and Rang 1 Yeer. 
 
 PROMPT, and Pregnant Prince for In- 
 terprife, 
 
 Nought Peaceable, nor of politick Spreit : 
 More fierce in fight, nor in the Counfall Wife, 
 And more for Mars, nor for Minerua meit : 
 Boece 12th Book A King, that thought, no Caufs decidit right, 
 Bot onlie by, the Fortonne of a Fight. 
 
 INCITED by, his Soveraigne Lords defire, 
 Concomitat, with Companies, he Came : 
 And did expell, th' Vfurper the Empire, 
 io. iohnst. p. -so. And then aflumde, wnto himfelf the fame : 
 Bot his difloiall Deeds, receavde thair due, 
 He wes betraied, becaus he tryed vntrue. 
 
 e&fiare, 89 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift \09&,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1428, and Rang 9 Years. 
 
 T 
 
 HE fchowting fchrill of Trumpets founds did 
 ceafs, 
 
 No Victor Hofts, the holie Holds profanes : 
 Thy Provinces, all by thy Panes, had Peace, 
 Thy Countrie quiet into Reft remanes : 
 K 2 " 1 Book Als loveing thow, thee to thy Subjects fchoes, 
 As Formidable, and Fearfull to thy Foes. 
 
 THOW 
 
the Scotish Kings. 57 
 
 THOW double Bands, with nighbour Kings con- 
 cludes, l0 1,,hn9t p *• 
 So Peace abroad, and thow at home Pofiefffes : 
 Religion lieves, and in her Beawtie Budes, 
 And (till abowe, all Credit it increiTes : 
 
 The mightie Marfs, great god of Warr gewes 
 
 • Io. Maior lib. 3. 
 
 place, foi 46. 
 
 To Thee the Parent, and the Prince of Peace. 
 
 ^lexautret, called the 
 Fierce, I. 90 th King, 
 
 Rang tlw Yeer of Chrift 1 107, fra the begining of the 
 Ringdome 1 437, and Rang 1 7 Yeers. 
 
 MOST pregnant Prince, plac'd on the front of 
 Fame, 
 Famous therefore, thought Nominate the Fierce : 
 Attingent neer, in Nature and in Name, 
 Wnto the Victor of the Vniverfs : 
 
 Hee did the Earths, whole Continent commands Boeoe 12th Book 
 
 cap. 15. 
 
 And thow thy Ifles, Hedge with the Seas and Sand. 
 
 ANE Heathen He, a Chrifteane King as Thow, l0 . Iohn8t . p . 47 . 
 
 Thairby that great, Magnificks Matche, and more : 
 
 Nought vnto Bell, in Babell, does thow Bow, 
 
 Bot does the true, TRIN-VNITE adore. , u . ,„ , 
 
 7 Io. Maior lib. 3. 
 
 Thairfoir more Fortunate and Famous farr, foL47- 
 
 Nor Monarchs great, or Ethnick Emp'rors arr. 
 
 I Da- 
 
58 The Theatre of 
 
 BatttSj the I. 91 st King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrift 1124, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1454, and Rang 26 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 HOLY Prince, as from the Heavens difcended, 
 As God appoints, he Governde and he Guided : 
 What could Imaginde be Mifdone, He Mended, 
 And prudentlie, all Pertinents provided : 
 Boecejiah Book F or Policie, and Church nought did Inlake, 
 
 That this, or that, Magnifique, more might make. 
 
 WHO to the Church, more bountefull lies bene, 
 He mightelie, her former Means augments : 
 That fcarce he could his Princelie State fufteene, 
 So muche diminifhde he, the Roial Rents : 
 He raifed Her, to Ritches and Renoune, 
 iciohn*. p48 - She San&ed him (a fore One) for the Croune. 
 
 HE Raignes at reft, thairby Religione rifes, 
 foi. ^w*' ®, He is enrich'ed, and all his States thay Store : 
 
 and 50. 
 
 With Prowidencie, he alway Enterprifes, 
 And Peace had ay, a dwellar at his Dore : 
 A happie, Wife, and Juft, commanding King, 
 Had good Succefs, in all, and evrie thing : 
 
 Mai- 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 59 
 
 JKalCOlttte the Maiden, 
 IV. 92 d King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1153, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1483, and Rang 12 Yeers. 
 
 A FAMOUS Sone, fucceeds his faithfull Father, 
 Findes and defends, his State from Strangers 
 Strife : 
 From his foir-goers good, degenerd Nather, 
 In Government, nor in a Godlie Life : 
 
 He Chaftlie lievde, his vnchaft Thoughts he 
 
 thralled, 
 Therefoir the Virgine King condignlie called. 
 
 HIS Montanares, of cruell kind, and bold, 
 Rebellious, of Stomack ftrong and flout : 
 There Outrages, he flopped and Controld : 
 And four times forcde, thame to the Lawes to lout 
 Thus did he purches Peace, and Happie He, 
 Rang with good Fortone and Felicitie. 
 
 Boece 13 Book 
 cap. 1. 
 
 Io. Iohiist. p. 48. 
 
 lo. Maior lib. 4. 
 fol. 56. 
 
 SlSatlliam the Lione, 93 d 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1165, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1495, and Rang 2 Yeers. 
 
 A 
 
 HARDIE Prince, and Lione-harted King, 
 In Battell bolde, and in the Senate Sage : 
 
 I 2 Po- 
 
60 The Theatre of 
 
 Pofterior nought in Guifts, for Governing, 
 To anie Prince, paft in the pretred Age : 
 Boece 13th Book A Treafurie, where all the Graces lyes, 
 
 cap. 4. to the 10. ' J 
 
 A Sobre Prince, a Hardie, Juft, and Wife. 
 
 WITH diuers Foes, This doubted had to doe ; 
 With ciuill Cummars, and Commotionnes raoft : 
 In Nighbour Broills, fumtimes entangled too, 
 And Captive tane, once by a Callide hoft : 
 i,, loimst. P . 49. yet fpight of Fates, and Fortone, Foes or Friende, 
 His Enterprifes, had a happie End. 
 
 w. 1 ^ftJ b aiHE Founded Perthe, when Taye oreflowing drounde, 
 His building Bertha, ftatelie, ftrong and faire : 
 He built Arbrothe, and Haddingtoune did found, 
 And many Lands, on Prelacies did fpair. 
 
 Whairfoir the Pope, denuncde him or his Death, 
 Prote&or, and Defender of the Faethe. 
 
 flLtexmbtt II. 94 th King, 
 
 Bang the Yeer of Chrift 121 4,,/ra the beginning qftlw 
 Kingdome 1554, and Hang 35 Yeer. 
 
 rPHIS Prince, thought young, zitof a wirking Wit, 
 J- With th' Engli/Ji Peace, he prudentlie procurd : 
 Bot fcarcelie had, he found the fructs of it, 
 When they (to wrong and Violence invrde) 
 BoecemhBook Brak in his Bounds, and marrd all but Remorfs, 
 
 Whill he withftood, and drave thame furth, throw 
 Force. 
 
 YET 
 
the Scotish Kings. 61 
 
 YET he accords, that People with thare Prence, 
 
 And reconferms the Fedracie with Fraunce : 
 
 Thrie times at Home, His Subje&s Infolence, lo Iohii8t i> - v • 
 
 He chaftizes, both with the Lawes and Lance : 
 
 Vnpeaceable, and ill difpofed Spreits, io. Maw Mb. 4. 
 
 With Martiall Might, he Matches and he Meits. *«.«■ °" 
 
 ®lZXmbtt HI. 95 th King, 
 
 Rang ilie Yeer of Chrifl I294>,fra the begining oftlw 
 Kingdome 1597, and Rang 37 Yeers. 
 
 A NOBLE Prince, by meanes of Mar'age he, 
 With England Peace, and Quietnes concludes : 
 Both in the time of this Tranquilitie : 
 The Norces with, a Flote, into his Fludes : ^^ 
 
 Arrived, Lands, and filld with Blood his Bounds, 
 Whill that his Force, thair Furor all confounds. 
 
 THERE Men a Land, at Larges, thay ar loft, 
 
 Thair Schippes the Vinds and Waters did devore : 
 
 So be two Great, calamities, thus croft, io. iohnst. .«, 
 
 King Magnus is compelled to reftore : 
 
 And quite the Ifles, and Boote, and Awane left, 
 
 Which laitlie Acho, but a Right, had reft. 
 
 THUS by his Sworde, fecurde, andfetled fo, 
 
 From Straungers ftres, his Standing and Eftate : hL&ff* *' 
 
 He did conforme his Friends, and forft his Foe, 
 
 Bot could not Frame, to his effett,, his Fate : 
 For be a Fall, He perifhes, perforce, 
 Born doune a Hewche, with an vnhandfom Horle. 
 
 John 1 .' 
 
62 The Theatre of 
 
 Joim 2SalCOll, 96 th King, 
 
 A 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrift 1293,yra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1597, and Rang 4>Yeers. 
 
 BASS Ambition, and a blind Defire, 
 His Witts too waike, and Judgement fmall 
 did fmore : 
 Boece lib. nth Whill he difpenfd, to Prifon the Empire, 
 
 And thrall the Throne, that had been frie befoir : 
 O naughte, Notor, and Ignoble Nott, 
 Which Time, fall ay, to his Difcredit quot. 
 
 ONCE he was Crownde, and callde a King, what 
 
 then ? 
 That Honor he, bot with Difhonor held : 
 Who did promove, and mount him, but the Man, 
 That both Depoifd, Imprisond and Expeld : 
 foi.aT" Him from Empire, degraded, banifhde, Blam'de, 
 
 To live Affli&ed, and to die, Defam'd. 
 
 a&ofart Bruce, 97 4h King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 1306, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1 636, and Rang 24 Years. 
 
 THY hazards hard, thy changeing Chance who can, 
 Or ftrannge Eftate, couragious King, declare : 
 Oft wanquifhed, and Vi6tor oft, thow wan, 
 And all preferv'd, appeering in difpare : 
 caT« toth^d Indomable, the Deftaneis, thow danted, 
 
 Old Priviledge, and Lawes fupprefd Replanted. 
 
 WHAT 
 
the Scotish Kings. 63 
 
 WHAT Fortone did not to thy Fate Befall, 
 
 A Fortunate, and molt misforton's Man : 
 
 And yet Thow wes, Invincible in All, l0 . i ohngt . p . 52 . 
 
 No Well nor Woe, orecome thy Courage can : 
 In fpight of Foes, and of thy Fortones frowne, 
 Thy Knight-hoode hes, Reconquifhed thy Crowne. £>L'K!»: 
 
 THY Brethers blood, defe&ionn of thy Friends, 
 Force of thy Foes, nor ftraightnes of thy State : 
 The Lione-boldnes, of thy breft disbends, 
 Nor Magnanimit' of thy Mind could Mate: 
 
 Fates, Foes, and Fortone forcde, thy Spreit furpaft, 
 
 And wan thy felfe Vi&orious Lord at laft. 
 
 BabtJjf iSritCC, 98 th King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer ofChrift 1 330, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1 660, and Rang 40 Yeers. 
 
 MOST Inclite Sone, of that accompli fhde King, 
 The Reconqueftor, of his thralled Throne : 
 With thy Promotion, to th' Empire did fpring, 
 Neir Numbreles, Annoyances anone : 
 
 (To brave the brought) the Baleoll begins, 
 And like Erynnis, throw thy Realme, he rins. 
 
 THE Englijhe King, tho by Connuball Bands, 
 
 And Alliance, he, wnto Thee was bound ; 
 
 Perfidiouflie, Depopulates thy Lands, 
 
 And all thy Parts, with wrongous Warrs, does wound : 
 Thy owne Revolts, thy Fates & Foes, infefts Thee, 
 And Milionnes of Miferies molefts Thee. 
 
 TWICE 
 
 Hoece 15 Book 
 
64 The Theatre of 
 
 ]o. Iohnst. p. 52. 
 
 TWICE thow Exilde, and twife Returnde thow 
 Try'de, 
 io.Maioriib.5. T' awenge thy Wrongs, by Manfull Meanes and 
 
 fol. K>4. 5. «. 7- •»*■• l a 
 
 8. <X and to the Mlffllt, 
 
 112. © ' 
 
 Bot ay thy Weirds, thy Valour thay Invyde, 
 And crofd thee with Misfortunes in the Fight : 
 Yet Fortone falht, to vex thee with all Ills, 
 Content at laft, thy Storme and Tempeft ftills. 
 
 eimat* JSaleoil, 99 th 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 1332, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1662, and Rang 40 Yeers. 
 
 BY Forrane Force, and by a banifhd Band, 
 Thy State vfurped, and thy Standing Hood : 
 Wnhappie Prince, thow with a Hoftill hand, 
 Boece 15 Book Bereft the Raigne due to the Bruces Blood : < 
 
 cap. 3. © 
 
 Thy bloodie Blade, nor Peer nor Plebane fpairs, 
 As Bewicks Fight, and Dupline Field declairs. 
 
 I<>. lolui.-,!. ) i. 53. 
 
 THE Kingdom frie, (thow Traittor) did Betray, 
 And fwore thy felfe, a Slave with thy confent : 
 Thow maide thy Countrie, to thy Pride a Pray, 
 A Tigre-harted-Tirrane to content : 
 StSftV Bot a11 for nought, thy Fathers Fate, thow fand, 
 Difgras'de, Exilde, thow loft, and left the Land. 
 
 Ro- 
 
the Scotish Kings. 
 
 65 
 
 2&a&ert grtntart II. 100. 
 
 King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift ISH^fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1701, and Rang 19 Years. 
 
 THE firft King STEWART that the Croune 
 poffeft, 
 
 Of Banchd's Blood and of the Bruces Borne : 
 The Roote wnto the Race, of all the Reft, 
 That fince the fame moll worthely hes Vorne : 
 A Prince in whom in full Perfection Spir'd, 
 All Royall Wirtues, whill the State he fteer'd. 
 
 HIS frequent Foes, that in his Precin6ts fvarme, 
 And this his Realme, with thair Direptions Rent : 
 They felt the weght of his Wi&orious Arme, 
 And heard with Horror of his Hardiment : 
 His Worth in Warre, and Policie in Peace, 
 Him-felfe, and his, ev'r glorioufly fhall Grace. 
 
 HIS Princely Spirit the Place, his Soul the Seat, 
 Of Prudence, Prowes, Meafure and Remors : 
 His Mercie much, his Juftice Good, as Great, 
 His Courage Conftant, kyth'd wnfring'd in Force 
 And all his Guifts, Great, Kingly, Cardinall, 
 The Graces better, back't and bleft Them all. 
 
 Boece lib. 16th. 
 
 Io. Lesly Scot. 
 Hist. lib. 7. 
 
 Io. Maior lib. 6. 
 
 Hoi. Scot. Hist, 
 fol. 245. to the 
 251. 
 
 Io. Iohnst. in In 
 scrip. R. Scoto- 
 rum. p. 54. 
 
 K 
 
 Ro- 
 
66 The Theatre of 
 
 2&0fart III. 101. King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chriji 1390, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1720, and Rang !4<Yeers. 
 
 Boete lib. i6. A PRINCE for Peace, that had for Mars no Mind. 
 
 from the 347 fol. /» ' 
 
 to the 359. XX Abhorring Warrs, and all Inteftine Strife: 
 Noght to be Crofs'd, with Kingly Cares Inclind, 
 Bot loving more, a calme and quiet Life : 
 A King indeed, and yet in Sho bott fitts, 
 For to his Brother he the Care Committs. 
 
 iib.7 Le81 '"WHO alwife on his awne Preferment panc'd, 
 io. iohnst. P . 55. And muche more Pains on his Partic'lars fpent : 
 Nor (gif applyed well) had well adwancd, 
 The Countries common Good and Government : 
 foi M i^, r 24 b '& Bot his Attempts, all aymed at this End, 
 
 How fewer to, the Soveraigne Seat t' afcend. 
 
 BOT this Calme King (crofs'd with his Childrings 
 
 Hoi. Scot. Hist. />,i 
 
 from the 251 fol. L/UanCe, 
 
 Of which the Prince in Prifon ftrait, wes ftarv'd : 
 The Second fent, with fafe Condu6t to France, 
 For feare at Home, So to be Shent, and Serv'd : 
 Is tane and Intercepted on the Seas) 
 In Silent Sorrow he Confumes and Dies. 
 
 JameS the I. 102. King, 
 
 Hang the Yeer of Chriji 1406, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1736, and Rang 31 Yeers. 
 
 GREAT Prince, thy Prudence, pro wes and thy 
 Sprit, O're 
 
the Scotish Kings. 67 
 
 O're reatch'd all Thofe, that reigned, when Thow BgceMb. i&«.i. 
 
 Raigne : 
 Thow made Thy might, with Meafur'd Mercie, meet, 
 And fharplie did, revenge Thy Subje&s wrang : 
 
 In time of Trues, thow wes (that Peace profainde) 
 
 In England, long a Captive taen, detain'd. 
 THE Clanns conjurde, Thow danton'd and deje&s, 
 The Altitude, of mony mightie Mindes : 
 The Colledge, Court of Reafon, Thow Erected, 
 And Seminarie Scooles, of findrie kindes : 
 
 And th' Engli/ti than, that with thair Swords, 
 
 Thee fhoirs, l0 - Iohnst - p- #• 
 
 Thow Fights, Defaets, and wafts thair Territors. 
 
 THY Fate, conformes, with Ccefar's in thy Fall, goi .fa^Hw. 
 
 Tho muche difcordant were your Qualities : t m - 
 
 Thy Raigne but Terror, his Tyranicall, 
 
 No Tyrranie Thow, tho Truculent he Tryis : 
 
 Yet wrong'd alike, Both Violat, and Vounded, gjg »»■ i«- 
 Lay by your fierce & faethles friends confounded. 
 
 James the II. 103. King, 
 
 Hang the Yeer ofChrift 1437, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1767, and Rang 24 Yeers. 
 
 BRAUE Sprited Prince, Thy too too tender Yeers, 
 Wnrype to Rule, and fuch a Birth, to Beare : 
 Into Thy Stats, fuch Strife Inteftene Steers, 
 That It o'reflowde with Strife, with Force, with Feare : 
 The Strong contend, yit th' Innocent and Poore, 
 The Dolor, and, the Damnage, they indure. 
 
 K 2 THE 
 
Hoi. Scots Hist 
 fol. 268. to 27a 
 
 68 The Theatre of 
 
 Lesiyiib.8. THE Governours, and Guiders of the States, 
 Ofgreateft Poure, thy Peers and Palladines: 
 They for thair Place of Honor other hates, 
 
 10 iow. .56. Then Thefe beleiving to brak Both, Combines : 
 And Thee as Captive kept, betuixt Thefe two, 
 And all thair Doing, proves diforder fo. 
 
 NOUGHT by thy Fault, bot by thefe Princes Pride, 
 A thowfand Ills, into thy Raigne arofe : 
 And skarfh wes ftopt, the Torrent of that Tide, 
 When it affli6ted wes with forrane Foes : 
 
 And thow, too neir falls, be a fattall Stroake, 
 Gevne by a Gun that over-burden'd Bracke. 
 
 JaWCS III. 104. King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijl 1460, fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1790, and Rang 29 Yeers. 
 
 A NOBLE Prince, borne doune with Ciuil 
 Broills, 
 Whill th' Earth, for greatnes of his Greefe, does grone : 
 Rage and Rebellion in the Bofome boills, 
 Of his proud Peers, to his Perdition prone : 
 Hoimstred. scots For what Enormitie and Wrong was nought, 
 
 Hist. p. 278. and . ° ° 
 
 to28 7- Bot in the woodnes or these Warrs wes wrought. 
 
 BASS, corrupt Counfalours, and ill Inclind, 
 The Noble Nature of this Prince abus'd : 
 Which bred to Men, (bot of Tumultous Mind) 
 A fitting Means, had it beene wifelie vs'd : 
 For to Re-Reare, that Threatned then to fall : 
 
 LesW lib. 8. 'p. 3. 
 
 Bot Rage in Reformation Rvines all 
 
 DIS- 
 
the Scotish Kings. 69 
 
 DISCORD, Envy, th' Inteftene Suord and Fire, 
 
 Rap, Sacriledge, Imprifonments and Bands : 
 
 Was plainly Pra&iz'd in there angrie Ire, Ind w n8t ' p * 
 
 Whill that this Prince, hes periflide in thair hands. 
 Bot this is Pitie, that his Sonne wes fought, 
 And, bot to cloak thair bold Rebellion, brought. 
 
 James IV. 105. King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1489, fra thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1819, and Rang 25 Yeers. 
 
 A PRINCE, of all the moil Renovn'd that Ragne, 
 Or euer Dominerd before his Dayes : 
 A matchles Mirror, Mageftrats amang, 
 
 That paft all Princes in this Poynt of Prais : Hol ^^ Higt . 
 
 Ne're better Juftice, had the Poor Mans Caufe, 3o°2 m '' 
 Nor neuer better Execute the Laws. 
 
 THE preappointed Providence Divine, 
 By Mariage Right, decreed he fhould acquire : 
 Once to the molt Illuftrious of his Line, 
 (As now appears) the Southpart of th' Impire. 
 And yet that Band, not iuch a Concord breeds, 
 That could prevent the Sorrows that fucceeds. 
 
 IN Floddon-Feild, betwixt the Tweed and Tine, 
 This Great King JAMES with mony Lords was loft : 
 Inconftant Forton be a fault of Thine, 
 An beft of Kings, thare but compare wes croft : 
 Whole Maufole, muft, be all the Earth and aer, 
 For Fame to Sing, and Circome-found him there. 
 
 James 
 
 lo. Iolinst. p. 57. 
 
70 The Theatre of 
 
 James v. 106. King, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrijt 1 51 4, fr a thebegining of the 
 Kingdome 1844, and Rang 29 Yeers. 
 
 A PRINCE Seveir, Juft, and exceeding Sage, 
 To Pleafurs proan, and yet Politique Vife, 
 Began his Regne in Morning of his Age, 
 When all his Lands, to be lamented, lyes : 
 Bathed in Blood, all fpringing from delpyte, 
 And ftrong Contending Factions of the Greate. 
 WITH Storms of State, diftempred ftill, and tofs't, 
 fr£m the'as' %'. He made his Knoledge and his Courage knowne : 
 With Muteneis, and with Commotions moft, 
 Of Stats-men ftrong, ftifnecked of his owne : 
 Yet be his Juftice lingular Sevear, 
 io. ichnst. P . 5«. He Chaftiz > d fome> and fome Reform'd, for Feare. 
 
 BOT never could, (tho many tims he try'd,) 
 Deleit, the long Diflikings of his Lords : 
 Of whom the Cheefe, what he defir'd, deny'd, 
 And from thair bund Obedience debords : 
 So in this worthie, thair vn-wile Envye, 
 Made him in Merror, and in dolor Dye. 
 
 Queene iHart£, 
 
 Rang the Yeer of Chrift 1 54>3,fra the begining of the 
 Kingdome 1873, and Rang 16 Yeers. 
 
 A PRINCES Borne, a Prince-his only Heir, 
 A Prince-his Spous, a Parent of a Prince : 
 A Princes Great, with Royall Guifts and Rare, 
 Non better Borne, nor fene more hopefull lince : 
 
 Gif 
 
the Scotish Kings. 71 
 
 Io. I.fsl \ lib. 
 Scot. Hist. 
 
 Hoi. Scot. Hist. 
 
 Gif to her Guifts, and greater Hop's had bene, 
 
 Her Fate, and Fortons, Fortunate in Fine. 
 HER Life, but Jarrs, her Daeth begat her Joyes, 
 The Coyners of her Cares, her Croffes cur'd : 
 Short Suffring foone, annulled her annoy es, ("them 330 '' 
 
 And to be Crovnd, and Re-inthrond affurd : 
 
 From Earth to Heaw'ne, from Prifon to Repofe, p°'i &?w. bci,t ' 
 
 To fpire in Paradife, up l'prang this Rofe. 
 IT helped not, to be a Prince Supreame, 
 Her Hops, tho hudge, without effecting faild : 
 Noght cared wes, to mony Crouns her Clame, 
 Prevaricat Opinions prewaild : 
 
 Vn-Truths, ill Try'd, a Forme deform'd did find, 
 
 True Maieftie, to marre and vndermind. 
 
 JamtrS VI. 107. King, 
 
 Rangs, and has begane his Hang in Scotland, the Yeer 1567. 
 and over all Britan, tyc. the Yeer 1603. now with all Reign- 
 ing this Year 1625. mires, 
 
 WISE matchles Monarch whome the World ad- 
 Hoi. Scot. Hist. 
 And God aboue hes Beavtefied and Bleft, EXenVr/ule 
 
 With Plentifull, and full of Pow'r Impires, Hi9torie 
 
 Pad Reafons reatche, (and yet thy Right) with Reft : 
 Increfs thy Crouns, and with thy Courage clame, 
 Prophaned Judas, and Jerusalem. l0 - Iohn8t - ''■ *• 
 
 BRING that to pafs, that Pietie expects, 
 
 Rile and Erotte the Errors of the Eaft : 
 
 The force of Faeth, from greater Fa&s effects, 
 
 Nor beat doune Babell and debell the Beaft : 
 That with her Errors all the Earth enchannts, 
 That foukis the Blood that fnares and Hayes 
 the Sancts, AND 
 
72 The Theatre of, &c. 
 
 AND fince you haue all Happines from Heaven, 
 Good Gracious King, a great and glorious Sage : 
 In Earth all Greatnes, and all Graces gevne, 
 Give us againe a Good and Golden Age : 
 And mack us by the Greatnes of thy Grace, 
 Thy Loyal Lieges Parteners of thy Peace. 
 
 $$mvit $xzt}txit% 
 
 Installed Prince of Wales, &c. 
 
 Born in the Castell of Sterling the 19. o/February 1593, an He- 
 roick Prince, departed in London at St. James, 6. Nov. 1612. 
 
 THE Grace, Delight, and Glorie of this Age, 
 The Hope of all, the haut' and hardie Youth : 
 The Atlas of the Old, Sheeld of the Sage, 
 The vnpeerd Prince, in Guifts, in Grace, in Grouth : 
 The Excellencie in Earth, of Earthly Things, 
 And Quintelcence of mony hundred Kings. 
 THE Church her Cheeftan, and Republi&s Treafur, 
 The Godleis Glaidnefs erft, and nowthair Greef: 
 His Princelie Parents, and the Peoples Pleafure, 
 Thrie Kingdomes Care, and thair Contentment cheef : 
 The firft borne Bleffing of the beft King James, 
 Whofe Worth the World, with Britans Kingdoms 
 Fames, 
 MORE truly Tytus, nor Vefpatians Heire, 
 More nor that Wittie Greek Vliffes Wife : 
 More nor Hyppolit Chaift, nor Paris faire, 
 And flout like Hetior, heir Prince Henrie lyes. 
 Scotlands Health, Englands Hope, Europs Mirror, 
 The Popifli, Spani/h, and the Turkijh Terror. 
 FINIS. 
 
as %^,*^ fe 
 
 POEMS 
 
 JOHN LUNDIE, 
 
 PROFESSOR OF HUMANITY IN THE UNIVERSITY OF ABERDEEN. 
 
 NOW FIRST PRINTED FROM THE ORIGINAL MS. 
 
 EDINBURGH.— MDCCCXL^ 
 
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POEMS. 
 
 An. 1635. 1 Januar. 
 
 Goodmorroue for my Neue Yeirs Gift. 
 
 To Mr. Da. Leich. 1 
 
 The firft goodmorroue (as ve vfe to fay) 
 Procurs the firft propine on neue yeirs day. 
 Billie, goodmorroue, be my foul ! goodmorroue. 
 This bygon yeir which firft began thy foroue 
 In tyms abyfle being buried, Janus heir 
 Corns and proclames a fair neu joyfull yeir. 
 Hence, therfor, al thy melancholike paffions : 
 Hence, hence, thy deipeft, fadeft cogitations. 
 Referve thy felf for better things, and burie 
 In deip oblivion vrath's confuming furie. 
 
 1 David Leich, Regent of Aberdeen University in 1628, and Sub-Principal 
 in 1632. In the Funerals of Bishop Forbes, p. 217, there occurs "Davidis 
 Leochaei Oratio Funebris in obitum Patricii Forbesii Episcopi Aberdonensis," 
 and at p. 360, in Latin verse, an epitaph — " Allefforia," — in which he com- 
 pares the Bishop to Palinurus, and the College to a ship. Query, Is he the 
 same person to whom John Leich, in his epigrams, I. 19, addresses lines, " Da- 
 vidi Leochceo, a Mounsemille, suo, de usu rerum V 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 My Janus heir requefts the never remember 
 The fade difafters of a foul December. 
 As for that other paffion, thy fupreme, 
 Which in lou's books hes eternif d thy name, 
 Quench not ; but fitt it for fome braver proiect, 
 And for fome firmer and fome fairer obiect 
 Salute our primare ; for my blufhing mufe 
 To take fuch talk vpon hir doth refufe. 
 Shoe knous his will, his knoulege, iugment fage, 
 Outftrip his tym — anticipat his age. 
 Thairfor fho's forc'd for to imploy fome other : 
 And quho's fo meit as youe, his frind, hir brother. 
 The firft goodmorroue, as ve vfe to fay, 
 Procurs the firft propine on neue yeirs day. 
 
 The Principal re-faluts with his Propine. 
 
 In lieu of guerdon, loue a gratefull mind, 
 
 And by this token poor pure loue efteime. 
 
 Lou's profpect maks a myte a montane feim. 
 
 Look throch it, and O quhat a ftore you'l find. 
 If madeft malice hade not dipt my vings 
 I'd long ere noue done due and gryter things. 
 
 The Author returns the Principale thanks. 
 
 Lo ! heir my Mufe befor yovr altar ftands 
 Prefenting thanks vnto yovr facred hands. 
 Your countenance, Sir, or yoor gracious fmill 
 Could recompenced had hir ruftike ftyll, 
 
? 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 That it void pleis yove vith yovr learned lines 
 
 T impart the pleges of true lou's propins ; 
 
 Yovr loue, yovr lou's effe&s I never wanted, 
 
 But vith yovr lin's my mufe vas not acquanted. 
 
 Oft tyms youe haue in gryt magnificens 
 
 Enrich'd hir vith yovr pourful eloquence ; 
 
 Oft tyms in Stagirit's fair meads yove fedd hir ; 
 
 Oft tyms throch Ramus' Cyclads haue youe ledd hir ; 
 
 Oft tyms vith Atlas youe haue made hir beir 
 
 Th' vnveering vaicht of the firft moving fphear : 
 
 And vith Endymion on his Latinian bray's, 
 
 To paffe the nicht in cheft Diana's play's ; 
 
 Yea, by yovr pour oft tyms I fein hir make 
 
 The rouling rounds of heavens vaft globe to fliake ; 
 
 And by your cuning in hir pra&ife nimble, 
 
 Shoe can make all this Iouer round to trimble. 
 
 Thes Ihoe could doe befor, but noue yovr meafurs 
 
 Acquaint hir vith the fveit Vrania's pleafurs. 
 
 Roks feim to haue ears, and floods their furie Hoping, 
 
 Stand fix'd as voods quhil voods and meads go hoping ; 
 
 Yea, noue the heavens rapt vith thy fveiteft tonge, 
 
 Liftning leaue of their Pythagorean fong, 
 
 Sooner fhall boiftrous Boreas fhake his ving 
 
 From Niger's lake and moiftie Aufter fpring, 
 
 From Scotland's froftie Hebrid's, then thy fame 
 
 Shall parifli, or oblivion rafe thy name. 
 
 In fpyt of malice (which thy fame void bound) 
 Thy temples ftill vith laurels fhall be cround. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS 
 
 A Reply to Mr. Da. Letch S. his lyns. 
 
 Quhence floue thy ftreams ? I'm fure from Phous fontane 
 
 And from the tuo tops of the Aonian montane. 
 
 Thy happie vain in lou's fveit fubieft yeilds, 
 
 Such floods overfloving the Boeotian feilds, 
 
 That fenns and plains overfpred vith rivers be, 
 
 Yea Parnaffe feims a valey vnto me. 
 
 No marvell. Scarce yet borne, thy cradle preft 
 
 Sveit Philomels to couch their tender neft. 
 
 Vithin thy mouth the bees to build did ftriue, 
 
 And arch the chambers of their hony-hyue ; 
 
 And fveit Vrania in hir arms infolding 
 
 Thy tender bodie, fmylingly beholding 
 
 Hir father's darling vith a vorld of kifies, 
 
 Into thy foul fhoe brath'd a thufand bliffes. 
 
 Then roking the but foftlie quhil fhoe brings 
 
 Hir babe afleip this fveit baloue fhoe fmgs : 
 
 Milk be thy drink, and hony be thy food, 
 
 And al things that can doe men's bodie good ; 
 
 In als gryt plentie may thy foul poffeffe them, 
 
 In als gryt plentie as Apollo hes them. 
 
 That quhen thou grous at lafl and foars and iprings, 
 
 Not with Icarian but Dedalian vings, 
 
 Al that in lou's fveit fubiecl loue to fing, 
 
 May to thyn altar henceforth ofrings bring. 
 
MM0HMI 
 
 tm^mm 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 No merval then, if thus thy heavenly meafurs, 
 Rapt human fouls vith mor then human pleafurs, 
 Much lyk Meander or much lyk our Po. 
 Heir ftraich they runne, and their they turning go, 
 Glade to go on, more glaid to turne and wynd them, 
 Glaid of neue fichts, more glade of thos behind them : 
 As if they vere affected with defyr, 
 And brunt with Beutie's much beuiching fyre. 
 Peneus, I grant, and old Apidanus, 
 Eas, Enipeus, and fvift Inachus, 
 Having their fouls rapt throch their criftal ey's, 
 Did fundrie tyms their Naiads idolize. 
 But heir's no obie6t which may moue thy ftreams, 
 To ftay or veip or ftrain forth forouing theams. 
 Therfor go on and look no more behind the, 
 Or tell me quhy thoue lous to turne and wynd the. 
 If thoue be feik my mufe (hall come and eas the ; 
 If thoue be quhole vith lyns fhoe vous to pleis the : 
 And if it chanch hir felf in fuch caffe be, 
 Shoe fveirs to feik non other Leich but the. 
 
 
 On Neu Yeirs day J gaue ane Di&ionar of 400 Languages to 
 M. Al. Gardyn, vith this Infcription. 
 
 Vnto the father of the Mufes fongs, 
 
 I giue this treafure of four hundredth tongs, 
 
 A rare propyne, farr rairer he that gaue it, 
 
 But thryfe more rair is he quho nou muft haue it. 
 
8 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 M. Al. Gardyne replys. 
 
 Amphyon-lyk that pinns Apollo's harp, 
 
 And theron fynlie friddins flatt and fharpe, 
 
 And thoue ane other Delius in our dayes, 
 
 Rich in conceptions rair receave this prais, 
 That vith thy Polyglot to me thoue gaue, 
 It vas thyn oven, and thoue thyn oven fhall haue. 
 
 Ane other to M. D. L> S. 
 
 The glyding currant of th' affections go, 
 Much lyk Meander turning to and fro, 
 Quhen in his pryd throch Lydian feilds he flees, 
 To pay his tribut to his father's feas ; 
 The loftie flood proud of his pourfull train, 
 He turns his courfer from the main again, 
 And ftands overcharged vith a vorld of joy, 
 To veiue the grandour of his grand convoy. 
 
 Much lyk our Po, quhofe courfe runs ftraicht and plain, 
 From Pallas' mount t' Apollo's bouns again, 
 Seing no obiect all along the vay, 
 Of vorth to mak his Princelie troups to flay, 
 Holds ftraicht his courfe, and fcorns to look behind him, 
 Or to our contrey fuains to turne and vynd him, 
 But quhen Apollo's police he efpy's, 
 He turns his cotch, and al his troups he flays. 
 
 1 Leich, ut supra. 
 
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 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Sometyms he Hands, fometyms his merch advances, 
 
 From bank to bank he capers, cuts, and dances, 
 
 And fcarfe beleving fuch things their to be, 
 
 Which both he heirs, and vith his eys doth fee, 
 
 He ftands amazed, vandring to and fro, 
 
 Stagring throch joy a much inebriat Po ; 
 
 And if that nature forc'd him not remoue, 
 
 Doubtles his ftreams fhould dry at lenthe throch loue, 
 
 For quhen in end he mounts his coatch of b.leue, 
 
 He crys tenn thufand — thufand tyms adeue. 
 
 Look on my floods, Deir Leich, and thou fhall fee 
 
 The liulie portrait of Leich conftancie ; 
 
 They in their turning haue a braver proieft, 
 
 Leich loue is mor, tho not fo rair his obie& ; 
 
 They fcorne to turne them to a fylvan Dryade, 
 
 Leich in lou's church doth idolize a Naiad : 
 
 Naiad, Oread, or quhat euer fhee be, 
 
 Leich in his loue refpe&eth non but fhee. 
 
 They loue no quher but quher th'ar lou'd. A fvain 
 
 Leich loues, and yet Leich is not lou'd again. 
 
 This conftancie, Deir Leich, I can not loue it, 
 
 Yea, all the Mufes iointlie difaproue it, 
 
 And vilh the al to re-advance thy fame, 
 
 No more to loue, or loue fome rairer dame. 
 
 The fend the an heir then the Phenix rarer, 
 
 Vyfer then Pallas, then the ivorie fairer, 
 
 Cleirer then criftall, quhiter then the fnoue, 
 
 Conftant in loue mor then the turtle doue ; 
 
LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 Shoe is not Helene, nor Hermione, 
 Creffid, Creufa, nor Penelope, 
 She is not Leda, nor Laodomia, 
 She is the Mufes faireft Vdemia. 
 
 Vrania, in tlie name of al the Mufes, Mr Veilcome to Sir Paid 
 
 Menzies of Kinmundj, Prove/i of Aberdein, quho, being 
 
 depqfed at Michelmes, in the begining 1634 of winter, vas 
 
 in the begining of the neue yeir again, a litis be/or the 
 
 fpring 1 635, be his Maiejlies Jpecial diretlion, vith gryt 
 
 Jblemnitie re-advanced to his former dignitie. 1 
 
 Veilcome ! (my Lord, doe not my Mufe difdain,) 
 Veilcome braue conful to yovr chaire again. 
 The heavens me thocht their influence vithdreae, 
 And for yovr abfence difcontentment fheue ; 
 The bricht Apollo turn'd his face avay, 
 Lenthned our nicht, and fhortned much our day ; 
 His fhort abode, his fvift and feirce careir, 
 Vitnefd his vrath againft our hemifphear ; 
 
 1 In 1633, when Charles I. -visited Scotland to hold a Parliament, and under- 
 go the ceremony of coronation, Paul Menzies of Kynmundie, then Provost of 
 Aberdeen, was, with Patrick Leslie, one of the bailies, delegated to represent 
 the town in Parliament and at the coronation. Upon being presented to his 
 Majesty, the honour of knighthood was conferred upon him. The accoutre- 
 ments of the Provost's charger at the enthronement amounted in value to 
 £201, 148. 4d., and are still preserved in the town's armoury. Kennedy's 
 Annals of Aberdeen, I. 138. Sir Paul's portrait, by Jameson, is in Marischal 
 College. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 TV Eolian fkouts ranne throch the welkin roring, 
 
 Al drunk vith tears yovr abfence much deploring. 
 
 The earth which vas tapeftried late befor, 
 
 Vith al th' embroiderings Vefta lies in (tore, 
 
 Did hing hir head, vith foroue fore difmayed, 
 
 Much lyk to on in murning veid arayed. 
 
 The vatrie king from tears could not refrain, 
 
 The roks re-echo'd bake his grons again. 
 
 Al ages, fexes, all eftats verr forie, 
 
 To fee ambition preiffe t'eclipfe thy glorie, 
 
 To fee thy chair they more then much lamented, 
 
 By any other then thy felf frequented ; 
 
 Heaven's vinged herolds verr no leffe offended, 
 
 (As fhous th' event) and vou'd er long t'amend it. 
 
 All things apeir'd, loue bended on thair kne, 
 
 Vilhing vith tears a change in policie. 
 
 But quhen at laft heavens granted their defyr, 
 
 Throch ioy vnfain'd their harts verr fett on fire, 
 
 The heaven carering vith his glorious tapers, 
 
 About his pols he dances, cuts, and capers ; 
 
 Heaven's bricht Apollo turning him again 
 
 Tovards our tropike driv's his cotch amain, 
 
 His fmyling countenance augments our day, 
 
 Maks nicht decrelfe, and darkneffe flee avay ; 
 
 Eol's licht horfmen danfe along the air, 
 
 Spring's harbingers, which maks the heavens fair, 
 
 They thunder not lyk lyons as befor, 
 
 They ling, they quhiftle gentlie, and no more. 
 
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 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Vefta begins to fmyll, to fport, to ling, 
 
 Velcoms the cuming of the tender fpring, 
 
 And vous er long hir colours to difplay, 
 
 Throch feilds and touns befor the luftie May ; ' 
 
 Neptun no more his thundring voice advances, 
 
 But fmyl's on Thetis quhil his Doris dances. 
 
 Triton's fhrill trumpet no more rochlie rings, 
 
 But throch the deips a fveit tantara lings ; 
 
 The fylvan Dryads and the contray fvains, 
 
 For ioy vith mulike fill the voods and plains ; 
 
 Montane Oreads from their roks falut youe, 
 
 And watrie Naiads from their cav's doe gret youe ; 
 
 Both Dee and Done that nicht vith ne&ar ftream'd, 
 
 Quhen princlie Tham's their vifhed joys proclam'd. 
 
 Seres glade preifts in feifting fpent fome day's, 
 
 And pafiPd fome nichts in Vulcanalian play's ; 
 
 Th' Aonian troups did fing this ioyfull dittie, 
 
 Io ! reioyce, reioyce both land and citie, 
 
 Since heavens haue full' accomplifh'd our defyrs, 
 
 Hence difagreing Bonacord's 1 bonefirs, 
 
 Diffarme the arms of long civill varrs ; 
 
 Hence, hence, pale horror of inteftine iarrs ; 
 
 In Paul's blift tyms Janus be fhutte alvays, 
 
 As he was lbmtyms in Augullus days. 
 
 1 Bon-Accord, the motto of the city arms ; frequently employed for the town 
 itself. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. IS 
 
 The reqfon quherfor I vreit andfent thes lyns to the Provejt. 
 
 My Lord, votchaff my Mufe a gracious fmyll, 
 
 Tak not acception at hir ruftike ftyll ; 
 
 Excufe hir boldnes, for hir boldnes is 
 
 Grounded vpon fome for-gone promifes. 
 
 Thes tuyfe fiue yeirs laft bygon haue brocht forth 
 
 No thing of moment or of any vorth, 
 
 Which fhee hes not pen'd for pofteritie, 
 
 And regiftrat in tyms chronologie ; 
 
 Amongs the reft thes lyns ftrain'd from her vain, 
 
 That day yove re-obteind yovr chair again, 
 
 And cuming forth be chance to publik veiue, 
 
 Of fome quho did prevail vith much adoe, 
 
 That to yovr Lordfhipe they fhould be prefented, 
 
 Quherby vith yove my mufe micht be acquainted, 
 
 I promifed. So, my Lord, accept good vill, 
 
 In ftead of Homer's fveit Meonian quill. 
 
 • 
 
 Vpon the Ring IJent to the Provqft, having his name P. M. 
 vpon it ingraven, and a Flour betuix the letters. 
 
 Lykvyse, my Lord, receiue this fmall propine, 
 
 Tho fmall in mater, yet in forme devine ; 
 
 As for the mater no man much can loue it, 
 
 Yet forme the forme yovr felf, yove muft approue it. 
 
LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 Yovr Lordlhip lou's yovr felf, and if yove doe, 
 Yovr Lordfhipe this propine muft favour too ; 
 Mark and confider quhat youe doe receaue, 
 And then yourfelf I'm fuir yovr felf fhall haue, 
 Betuix the letters looke, the figure fhous youe 
 That Bonacord hir faireft flour fhee oves youe ; 
 Then brooke as long yovr name, yovr flour, yovr ring, 
 As pleifes God, and Charles our gracious king. 
 
 To Gardyne, his Fairceih to hisfrinds and crafts of 
 Aberdene. 
 
 Kind comarads, kind kinfmen, all adeu, 
 Fair Bonacords kind craftfmen, fairveil yove ; 
 My hart vith loue ou'rcharged is fett on fire, 
 Void God my tonge could anfver its defire ! 
 Let others vith their fveit-tong'd oratrie, 
 And with the flours of fmooth-fac'd poefie, 
 Enchant yovr ears, (much lyk a nurfe that charms, 
 Vith fongs the tender burding of hir armes, 
 Quho maks hir child forget all maladie, 
 Throch forme of hir beuiching lillabie :) 
 Let fuch, I fay, quhom nature hes enriched, 
 Vith thes hir treafurs, and their minds beuiched, 
 Vith thes hir pleafurs, let them ling yovr praifes, 
 Vith Maro's tonge, and Tulli's floving phraifes. 
 As for my felf, deir comarads, yove haue 
 My hart, my felf, and quhat mor can youe craue. 
 
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LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Robers be land, and pyrats be the fea, 
 Shall no vays ftain vith change my conftancie, 
 Seiknes, exill, the peftilence, the fvord, 
 And all the terrors Mavors can aford, 
 Can haue no force to mak me brak my youe, 
 Or once to think but thankfullie of yove. 
 Others, as fortune veill or voe beftou's, 
 Their kindnes, with their fortune, ebs and flou's. 
 Not yet advanc'd, they loue exceffiulie, 
 Advanc'd they ar not they verr vont to be : 
 Therfor, deir comarads, advifed be, 
 Befor yove ftrait youe vith neceffitie, 
 Doe not to nicht, and vifh to vndoe to morroue. 
 Let forgone vifdome banifh after foroue. 
 In all effairs look Juftice in the face, 
 Vithout refpe&s let equitie haue place ; 
 In al yovr doings keip yovr confcience found, 
 And let no craft among the Crafts be found. 
 Deir camarads, I pray, tak in good part 
 They lyns proceding from a loyall hart ; 
 A hart which hes bein, is, and ever fhall be, 
 PrefiPd for the advancment of yovr libertie. 
 Let others vith the promife of propins, 
 Vith Indian fmoke, and vith fveit fugred vins, 
 Poneffe yovr harts ; yet I trivmph, and fhall 
 Throch loue vnfain'd, and kindnes to yove all, 
 In fpyt of invy, malice, and difdain, 
 Gardyn fhall ferve the Crafts of Aberdeine. 
 
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On the Death of Mr. And. Strachine, D. of Divinitie. 1 
 
 Divers this defunft for his vertue loued, 
 Divers for clergie, for religion manie ; 
 For pietie he vas fo veill approved 
 
 Feue equallif d him, fcarfe furpaft him any ; 
 Let others al his properties declare, 
 For his defe&s I knoue not quhat they wair. 
 
 On the Death of Margaret Garden, tlw Goodvyffojf 
 Lamintoune? 
 
 
 Ay me, fveit Lyroe, let thy ftreams go dry ; 
 
 Ay me, kind Garvake, let thy firrs groue yelloue, 
 For fince thy Nymph the quein of Nymphs did die, 
 
 Thy flours doe fade, and vithered ftands thy villoue. 
 Thy feilds of late werr dekt fo curiouflie, 
 
 Vith al the embroiderings Vefta hade in ftore, 
 
 1 Dr. Andrew Strachan, Regent in King's College, Aberdeen, in 1629 ; after- 
 wards minister of the parish of Logie-Durno, in the Garioch ; and, latterly, 
 Professor of Divinity in said College. He died in 1634 or 1635, having occu- 
 pied the chair little longer than a year. He was the author of a Panegyrical 
 Oration on the benefactors of King's College. Aberdeen, 1631, 4to. 
 
 * Of this " goodwife" nothing can be traced. 
 
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 LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 That flourie Ver's inameld tapiflrie 
 
 Did fcarce the famous Tempe fo decore. 
 Their nature al hir curious arts difplayed, 
 
 On hils, on dales, on meids, on ponds, on vallies, 
 Their iEgle vith Hefperithufa played, 
 
 Their Zephyr fild vith amber fmels the allies, 
 Their birds frequenting ftill immortall bays, 
 
 And amorous myrtles tund their curious fongs : 
 Somtyms as pleaPd they ftrain'd forth amorous lays, 
 
 Somtyms they veipt regrating former vrongs. 
 Of late thy ftreams did Done fo beautifie, 
 
 That Dee, and Dye, Spey, Tay, and fvelling Forth 
 (Thoch zelous of their aven praife) praifed the, 
 
 As South's envy and glorie of the North. 
 But nou fveit Lyroe let thy ftreams go dry, 
 
 Or if thou ftreame, let all thy ftreams be tears, 
 Since thy Nymph, the quein of Nymphs, did die, 
 
 Murning, not mufike, moft affe6ts our ears. 
 iEgeria could hir Numa fo bevaill, 
 
 That al the Nymphs th' Arician grov's reforted ; 
 Yea cheft Diana hirfelf could not prevaill, 
 
 But fhee muft die, fhee vould die vnconforted. 
 And if thou liue, Hue but to veip fince fhee, 
 
 Quho vas the glorie of th' Ambrofian ftreams, 
 And made the once refpecled for to be, 
 
 By Scotland's Forth, and Ingland's roiall Thams ; 
 Since fhee, quhom Natur deim'd hir cheifeft glorie, 
 
 In gifts of bodie, fortune, and of mynd, 
 
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 LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 Is nou gon doun. Me thinks Dame Nature forie, 
 
 For all hir gifts were in this on combynd. 
 As for the goods of bodie, beuties fhous, 
 
 Pygmalion's ftatue vas never half fo fair, 
 Thoch made of Ivorie, and Apelles knous 
 
 No colours vith hir colours could compair : 
 The goods of fortun fhee poffeft in (lore, 
 
 Which, vith fuch grace fo braulie fhee imployed, 
 That if the gods hade hade gon noue as befor, 
 
 The gods, I'm fuir, hir goodnes hade enioyed. 
 Hir gifts of mynd did fo furpaffe my brain, 
 
 Did fo hir age, did fo hir fex excell, 
 That fuir I am, I fhould but ftriue in vain, 
 
 If curious I fhould vith fuch maters mell. 
 Hir goods of mind did fo their banks overfloue, 
 
 That from their proper cataracts defcended, 
 Rair ftreams of ne&ar which fhee did beftoue, 
 
 VncefTantly on frinds quhil lyf vas ended. 
 Therfor fveit Lyroe let thy ftreams go dry, 
 
 And thou kind Garvake let thy firrs groue yelloue, 
 For fince thy Nymph, the quein of Nymphs, did die, 
 
 Thy flours doe fade, and vithered flands thy villoue. 
 
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LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
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 Quanta ReverendiJJimo in Chriflo Patri, Patricio Forbe/io, 
 Epifcopo Abredonenji beati/Jimo, Uniuerjitatis Cancellario 
 eminentiflimo, Baroni a Cothari vere generqfo, Mufarum 
 omnium Mcecenati munificentifjimo^ quanta (inquam) 
 Ecclejia Abredonana et imprimis Uniuerfitas (fub nomi- 
 nibus DecB et Dona;) debuerunt, q/iendit. 1 
 
 Quantum Auguftino debet clara Hippo beato, 
 
 Tantum Forbefio Dona fororque fuo. 
 Flumina numinibus vacua hsec line honore fluebant, 
 
 Nomina finitimis vix bene nota fuis. 
 
 1 Patrick Forbes of Corse, fourth " reformed" Bishop of Aberdeen. He was 
 elected to the See, according to Keith, 24th March 1618, and died 28th March 
 1635, set. 71. He was very much regretted. A volume of funeral orations 
 and elegiac stanzas was devoted to his memory, — Aberdeen, 1635, 4to, (about 
 to be reprinted by the Spottiswoode Society), — and the Magistrates of Aberdeen 
 did honour to his obsequies in the somewhat unecclesiastical manner described 
 in the following extract from the Council Register of that city : — 
 
 " Octavo die Mensis Aprilis, 1635. 
 " The quhilk day the Provest, Baillies, and Counsall ordainis the tounes 
 haill tuelf peice of ordinance to be shot the morne, at the buriall of umq" Pa- 
 trick, late Bishop of Aberdeine, in testimonie of thair affectioun and deserveit 
 respect to him ; thairof thrie peice to be shot at the lifting of the corps out of 
 the chapell in the Castelhill, and the other nyne to be shot howsone the buriall 
 passes by the tounes merche at the Spitillhill, and thairefter the said haill ordi- 
 nance to be chairgit and shot of new againe, at the interring of the corps ; and 
 the haill bellis to be tollit during that ilk tyme ; lyke as they appoint Walter 
 Robertsone, dean of gild, to caus mak in redines the said ordinance to the effect 
 foirsaid, and what he deburses thairupon sal be allowit to him in his comptis." 
 — Council Register of Aberdeen, Vol. LII. p. 203. 
 
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 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Capripedes tantum Satyri Faimique colebant, 
 
 Monftraque Pierio perniciofa choro ; 
 Antraque torpebant (fugeres penetralia fomni), 
 
 Intus et informis fqualor et horror erant ; 
 Atria deformi fqualebant turpia mufco, 
 
 Et delubra deum, limina, clauftra, fores ; 
 Unguibus et foedae volucres foedata trahebant 
 
 Omnia, nee quenquam numina lsefa movent ; 
 Sacraque portabant manibus derepta deorum, 
 
 Nee quidquid quod non praeda petita fuit, 
 Harpyiifque avidis venduntur te6ta domufque : 
 
 Barbara turba dedit, barbara turba tulit. 
 Mantua (vae miferae nimium vicina Cremonae !) 
 
 Mira fuit calidis praeda paranda lupis. 
 Barbarus has fegetes, haec non fua rura colebat, 
 
 Quern non ulla facri facra movere fori : 
 Mantua, non penduntur, dum tu in vota vocafti 
 
 Barbara fraxineos fi&itiofque deos, 
 Quos lapis aut lignum, quos ftamina, gutta miniftrat, 
 
 Vertat in orbiculis quseque puella fuis. 
 Naiades interea tacite fua fata dolebant, 
 
 Ufque per indignas imbre cadente genas. 
 Refpexit Deus, et famulos miferatus egenos, 
 
 Mifit opem miferis, Forbefiumque dedit. 
 Dum venit, extemplo redeunt Saturnia regna, 
 
 Phoebus et Aonii turba no vena chori : 
 Dum venit, hue remeant pariterque artefque decufque, 
 
 Et decus inculti et gloria prima foli : 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Torpor abit, fugiunt fomni ; vigilantia, virtus, 
 
 Et labor et pietas regia te&a tenent. 
 Thure calent arse paffim, vigilefque miniftri 
 
 Ante aras Domino carmina lseta canunt. 
 Harpyiae in Strophades fugiunt fcedaeque volucres, 
 
 Et reduces Mufae quod rapuere ferunt. 
 Haec pedibus plaudit, digitis haec tympana pulfat, 
 
 Tertia Biftoniam verberat arte chelyn, 
 Haec canit errantem lunam Phcebique labores, 
 
 Ilia falem, incertum monftrat et ilia folum, 
 Haec decorata comas incedit fronde fali&i, 
 
 Et niveo pi&am fyrmate verrit humum, 
 Rupibus haerentes varios legit ilia colores, 
 
 Digerit et le&os quot dea Chloris habet. 
 Prifca renafcuntur, remeant felicia fecla, 
 
 Et meliora equidem, 11 meliora forent. 
 Sed dum Forbefius magna haec fua dona coronat, 
 
 Mors vetat, extenfam detinuitque manum. 
 Hinc Dea lugubri tundit fua littora plan&u, 
 
 Donaque caeruleas fletibus auget aquas, 
 Utraque et in parvo tandem lapidefceret alveo, 
 
 Tu, Cotharile, tuum ni fequerere patrem. 
 
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 FINIS. 
 
Sacrat to the Immortall Memorie of ane Eeverend Father in 
 God, Patrik Fwbes, be the mercie of God BifJiope of 
 Aberdein, Chanclair of the Vniuerfitie, Laird of Corffe. 
 
 Lyk as in May the wanton fhepherdling, 
 Pulling the painted beuties of the fpring, 
 Doubts vith hirfelf quhither to mak hir choice, 
 The panfay, lillie, violet, or rofe, 
 The yellou, red, the purple, grein, the bleu, 
 Or thufand thufands of fome other heu ; 
 Even fo my Mufe, quhil as hirfelf (hee raifes, 
 And bends hirfelf to paint our prelats praifes, 
 This feild fuch rair things offers to hir vieu, 
 That dumbe fhee ftands and bids hir tafk adeu. 
 His various vertues mufter in iuch ftore, 
 Abundance pains hir mor than want befor. 
 His maieftie, his port, his court, his grace, 
 Did liulie portrait forth his vorth, his race, 
 His gryt grandfathers in our civill warrs, 
 Werr formeft, formeft eik in fetling jarrs, 
 Himfelf in both did beutifie his clame, 
 Formeft in pece, in warr a valiant man. 
 His loue to Leirning, his delicht in Arts, 
 Quickned the vigour of his naturall parts ; 
 Both humane things and heavnly things he kneu, 
 Al things werr patent to his foul hir veue. 
 
LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
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 Lyk as ane other prelate faid of late, 
 
 He kneu not quhat it could be to forgett, 
 
 Even fo from him vas hidde no thing at all, 
 
 Betuix the moving and th' vnmoving ball. 
 
 This knoulege of all things created, maid him 
 
 To loue their Maker fo (quho fo hade lou'd him,) 
 
 That ravifh'd vith his loue he preac'd his name, 
 
 To his oven fervands much lyk Abraham, 
 
 Not lyk thes barons quha's commoditie, 
 
 Maks vp their oven, their fervands pietie. 
 
 They fheir their floks, they flay them, but to feid them 
 
 They fcorne, they cair not hou their paftors leid them. 
 
 His hous a college vas of pietie, 
 
 A compend of ane Vniverfitie. 
 
 Hence fprang that fpark (which noue fuccids his fyre,) 
 
 The brichteft lamp vithin our Scots impyre. 
 
 Thes natural pours, this knoulege, pietie, 
 
 Made king and church her futors both to be. 
 
 The king, the church, admiring both his fame, 
 
 The king his counfel crav'd, the church the fame, 
 
 Thus he quho reuld his oven hous fo of late, 
 
 Did reul his Lord's in the cathedrall feat ; 
 
 And quho of late gaue counfel in fmall things, 
 
 Became the councels counfell licht of kings. 
 
 The abfence of this fhining licht hath made, 
 
 Al faithfull vorkmen in Chrift's winyard fadde, 
 
 And maks them al vith watrie ey's to pray, 
 
 That fuch a licht difpel their clouds avay. 
 
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 The abfence of this licht (as on reported, 
 A faithfull man quho then in court reforted,) 
 Did move our Soveraigne fo that oft he faid, 
 I knou no vorthie yorthie to lucceid. 
 Throch abfence of this fhyning licht ve fee, 
 The ecclipfis of our Vniverfitie, 
 Hir fun's gon doun, and darkned is hir day, 
 Cum Phoiphor, cum, and driue this nicht avay. 
 Thus fhortly vith my wanton ftiepherdling, 
 I pulled haue fome beuties of the fpring ; 
 But quhil I look vpon the ground alon, 
 Pulling this hour, me thinks I pulled non, 
 The feild's replenifh'd as it vas befor, 
 The fragrant odours vax ay mor and more. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 Vpon thejicht of Elifabeth Gordon's hous, and of hir felf being 
 a Vidoue 1 , tofatiffie the companie extempore. 
 
 Vithin this palice full of pleafure, 
 Quher nature hath, and art hir treafure, 
 
 1 I cannot discover who this fair widow was. The " Dubartasse," comme- 
 morated as given to her in the subsequent lines, was the "Divine Weekes and 
 Workes" of Du Bartas, translated by Josuah Sylvester, a work most famous in 
 its day ; which formerly ran through many editions, and is now undeservedly 
 neglected. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 If on fveit loue werr fund to play, 
 Of all the gods non werr avay. 
 And if eich god fhould play his part, 
 Non could expreffe the Miftres hart. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
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 Vpon the Dubartqfle I gaue to Elif. Gordone. 
 
 Mistres, receaue the raireft peice, 
 That martiall Rome, or glorious Greice, 
 That France or Britane could fend forth, 
 To found their prais from fouth to north ; 
 And yet he's rarer farr that gaue it, 
 And yet (he's raireft that mull haue it ; 
 
 The gift, the giver, ioin'd vith the, 
 
 I'm fuir mak vp the raireft three. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 In PJeudolum quendam, qui, dum vixit, Bilbo dicebatur. 1 
 
 Ut Venus, enervet vires fi copia Bacchi, 
 Bilbo vel infirmus vel male fanus erit. 
 
 1 Among the " sindrie delectabill discourses undernamit" by Robert Char- 
 teris, at the end of his edition of " Philotus," (Edin. 1603, 4to, reprinted for 
 the Bannatyne Club, with a preface by Dr. Irving, in 1835,) are " The 
 
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 26 
 
 LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 Ha&enus hie vixit femper moriturus, et aeger 
 
 Dicitur, ut morbum diluat ufque mero. 
 Dum vigilat, dubitat, culpatque, litatque Lyaeo : 
 
 Bilbo, tibi a populo grata corona datur. 
 Saepe vel invitis, vel Momo judice, palmam 
 
 Hoftibus obtinuit, pignora faepe tulit ; 
 Blanda domi fed dum celebrat mifer otia, inertera 
 
 Hie videas tetricum femibovemque virum. 
 Nunc fcapulas fcalpit, nunc et coxendice laefus 
 
 Claudicat, et querulos ruminat ore fonos ; 
 Nunc rigidus labiis in morem fibilat anguis, 
 
 Nunc falfa in focios crimina fpargit ovans. 
 Rifus abeft, animufque fimul, lufufque jocique, 
 
 Vifcera ni multo plena fuere mero. 
 Ut fortem fimulet, tumidas nunc fervet in iras, 
 
 Utque pium, lachrymas net, crocodile, tuas. 
 Pars putat effe liominem, fed vilem maxima credit 
 
 Daemona, non hominem ; pars putat effe deum. 
 Quaere igitur quid fit ; quid non fit, dicere promptum eft ; 
 
 Credo tamen quid fit, dicere nemo poteft. 
 Non erit ille deus, nifi fit redivivus Iacchus : 
 
 Vera fides fequitur certaque di&a deum. 
 Hie jurare timet nunquam, nee fallere numen, 
 
 Novimus et verba et fafta carere fide. 
 
 Preistis of Pebles, vith merie Tailes, the Freiris of Berwick, and Bilbo." Of 
 this latter pleasantry no copy exists ; it has probably been an English or 
 Scotish poem on the same subject as in these Latin verses. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Sive fides juftum, faciant feu fa&a timendum, 
 
 Ne Bilbo in Stygia juftificetur aqua. 
 Quaere igitur quid fit ; quid uon fit, dicere promptum eft ; 
 
 Credo tamen quid fit, dicere nemo poteft. 
 Non mihi daemon erit, quamvis fit falfus uterque ; 
 
 Hie ftruit infidias, fallit at ille palam. 
 Quaere igitur quid fit ; quid non fit, dicere promptum eft ; 
 
 Credo tamen quid fit, dicere nemo poteft. 
 Non homo, crede mihi, eft ; homini lux alma laborem 
 
 Procreat, atque homini grata miniftrat opus : 
 Bilbo fed in tenebris vitam traducit inertem, 
 
 Et lucem et lucis dulce perofus opus. 
 Luce dolet fimulans morbum, loca node pererrat, 
 
 Sacra colit no6tu Bacchica, luce latet. 
 Strix, icops, ny&icorax, hyftrix, comitantur euntem, 
 
 Turbaque terribilis caetera, noftis aves. 
 Nee mas nee mulier Bilbo eft, dicatur utrumque ; 
 
 Quicquid erit, dubium vindicat ille genus. 
 Quaere igitur quid fit ; quid non fit, dicere promptum eft ; 
 
 Credo tamen quid fit, dicere nemo poteft. 
 Bilbo eft. 
 
28 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 To Mr. Alexr. Garden vpon thejicht of his Lebeius 
 Emblems. 1 
 
 Garden, thy vorks for vorth, varietie, 
 Wnto my ring may veil compared be ; 
 It's mater points their vorth in gold, its forme 
 Their rair perfe6lione fheus that nou's enorme ; 
 It's colours grein, reid, yalloue, quhyt, and bleue, 
 Their various habits iheue, and variant heue, 
 It's fyrie fparks which all do beutifie, 
 Thes prettie emblems point yove fent to me, 
 Thes fheue thy vorks, but think on al I can, 
 Can not expreffe the beuties of the man. 
 
 FINIS 
 
 On the deplored Death of Chrijiine Garden, dochter to Al. 
 Garden of Banchrie, and Jomtyms Jpous toJhone Forbes. 
 
 Lyk as Apelles Venus could not be 
 
 By any other than Apelles draven, 
 For being of fuch rair excellencie, 
 
 Paint as they lift, they could not paint hir oven, 
 
 1 Query, a translation by Garden of the Emblems of Lebeus-Batillim, Franc* 
 forti, 1596, 4to 1 
 
Even fo this vorthie woman full of grace, 
 
 In all true verteu fo hir fex excel' d, 
 That till fhee finifhed her fhort Criftiane race, 
 
 Vnequalliz'd fhee liu'd vnparaleil'd. 
 Never Garden yet hath bein vith Springs fveit pleafurs, 
 
 Tapeftred as this Garden vith hir graces. 
 Nature in hir and Grace eich plac'd their treafurs, 
 
 And eich contefted for the cheifeft places. 
 Vnpartiall fame hath pourfullie proclam'd, 
 
 And void of felf conceit hath foundlie fhouen, 
 The vorth of women that ar Gardens nam'd, 
 
 Beyond all others quho haue Hymen knovne. 
 But fhee (as Cynthia quhen the fune goes doune, 
 
 Decor's the minor beuties of the nicht,) 
 Did beutifie hir fex, and name renoune, 
 
 Peircing all harts vith rapturs of delicht : 
 But if I fhould defcriue hir to my vill, 
 I fhould I'm luir tranfcend Apelles fkill. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 Conatmjeu potius Impetus paternce pietatis et amoris (dum 
 filioli Jui Jo. Lundii inexfpe&atum et immaturum 
 Obitum pluribus defiere voluit) lachrymis impeditus et re~ 
 tardatus. 
 
 Parve puer, patri nimium dilecle, valeto ; 
 Cura tuse matris maxima, parvus abis. 
 
Os humerofque tuis fimilis majoribus, annis 
 
 Diffimilis ; bimulum mors inopina tulit ; 
 Vix bimulus tenerse vixifti gloria turbae 
 
 Donaciae, et proavis, parvule, dignus eras ; 
 Linguaque vix blandam formarat, blandule, matrem : 
 
 Quantus eras animo, corpore quantus eras ! 
 Si quid amor poterit, fi quid mea Mufa valebit, 
 
 Forte legent lachrymas fecla futura meas. 
 Interea fapereft nee vox, nee verba fuperfunt, 
 
 Dum jacet ante oculos charta parata meos. 
 Quod fcribam ignoro (at norunt pia turba poetae,) 
 
 Cum vix iuftineam dicere voce, Vale. 
 
 Addenda Epiftolce. 
 
 Accipe quae facrae mittunt tibi facra Camcense, 
 
 Accipe quae facri prsefes Apollo chori. 
 Dona ferunt manibus, nam funt fua dona Camcenis, 
 
 Parva licet, magnis dona petenda deis. 
 Ilia legit calthas, huic funt violaria curae, 
 
 Ilia papaveream fubfecat ungue comam. 
 
 In Obitum le&iffimcB et ornatiffimcefcemince Elifabeihce Gardine, 
 quondam conjugis honeftiflimi viri Al. Morifone a Bog- 
 nore, uxoris mecejbroria dile&iffimce. 
 
 Dicite, quae colitis Formanni culmina nymphae, 
 Cur tacet, et mutam fpernit Elifa lyram, 
 
Quae modo Frendriacas inter celeberrima nymphas 
 
 Unica virginibus laufque decufque fuit. 
 Num triplices vitae fecuerunt fila forores, 
 
 Fila gravis fati vix violanda manu ? 
 Cur ita labuntur, mutantur tempora, Parca ? 
 
 Quod ver eft aliis cur tibi meffis erat ? 
 Urticam in feram producunt fata fene&am, 
 
 Carduus hibernas non cadit ante nives ; 
 Lilia, narciflbs, violafque, rofafque rubentes 
 
 Vere novo videas vivere, vere mori. 
 Perlegat hiftorias qui vult, volvatque profanas, 
 
 Quafve dedit prifcus, vel novus orbis habet ; 
 Inveniet paucas quae non famulentur Elifae, 
 
 Ponderathic dotes, feu numerare juvat. 
 Roma licet varias memoret laudetque puellas. 
 
 Nulla tamen meritis certat, Elifa, tuis. 
 Seu pietas laudi eft, feu rara modeftia vultus, 
 
 Caftave legitimi follicitudo tori, 
 Sive Charis, quae fola deas fupereminet omnes, 
 
 Largaque munifica munera fparfa manu, 
 Sive externa decens fpeftes fuperaddita formae, 
 
 Corpore feu toto blahda pudica Venus, 
 Seu gravitas miftique juvant gravitate lepores, 
 
 Sermo placet, feu quod verba coronat opus, 
 Denique quot coelum dotes charitefve miniftrant, 
 
 Quot natura tenet dona benigna finu, 
 In te certarunt totas exprimere vires, 
 
 Teque adeo egregiam reddere, Elifa, deam. 
 
 • 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Non fatis eft ft tres fratres totidemque forores, 
 Et quinque ad tumulum pignora cara gement, 
 
 Non fatis eft viduo ft vix lugubria le&o 
 Ingeminans, lsevas increpet ufque deas. 
 
 Cum tot virtutes tumulo tumulantur in uno, 
 Credibile eft ipfos ingemuiffe deos. 
 
 FINIS. 
 
 On the Death of Jane Drummonde, Counteffe of Suderland} 
 
 Come, come braue foules quho in fadde theames delicht, 
 
 In fable Sophoclean bufkins cledde, 
 Quho knoue no {lumber from the aproch of nicht 
 Vntil Aurora ryfe from Tython's bedde ; 
 Come, heir's a fubiect, fits yovr lucvbratione, 
 A fubied meit to moue the gods to paftione. 
 
 A ladie beutified vith all thes graces, 
 
 Uhich Juno, Venus, or Minerva fhould 
 Keip vp, for divins none fupplie their places, 
 Of mortall birth fo as this ladie could, 
 
 The mappe of vertue, and of witt the treafure, 
 Earth's cheiff perfection, and heaven's cheif pleafure. 
 
 1 Jane, only child of James, first Earl of Perth, was married to John, 13th 
 Earl of Sutherland, 19th February 1632, and died 29th December 1637. See 
 Drummond of Strathallan's Genealogy of the House of Drummond, Edinburgh, 
 1831, 4to, p. 303. 
 
dSSfe^ng^ 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 By birth illuftrious as a glorious ftarre, 
 
 Quho throch the vertue of hir heavenly fires, 
 Begatt fuch vertue in our north fo farre, 
 As Suderland vas cheiff of hir defires : 
 For Suderlande ane ar6like fhee became, 
 Quho vas antar&ike both by birth and name. 
 
 For its braue Lord fhee did hir natiue land, 
 
 Hir noble freinds, hir father's hous, forfaike ; 
 Yea, nothing could hir noble mind vithftand, 
 Shee fo delichted in hir loving maike, 
 
 That if the fates hade vrg'd him firft remoue, 
 Alceftis-lyk fhee hade redeim'd hir loue. 
 
 Noue death, this ladie in the pryme of age, 
 
 Hes rapt hir from this noble lord, hir loue, 
 And cutt the knot of their blifl mariage, 
 Vas ons fo favour'd by the pouers aboue, 
 
 And left both fouth and north in greiff to duell, 
 Which of them lou'd hir beft no tounge can tell. 
 
 If I hade bein vith this braue dame acquainted, 
 
 In liuly colours I hir lyff hade draven, 
 Quhofe death by all in all parts fo lamented, 
 Hath made hir name to be but latlie knoven ; 
 But tho no tramontanier touch his penne, 
 Hir name fhall Hue throch happie Hauethorndenne. 1 
 
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 34 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 His parerga on the vay cuming the hich vay from Edinburgh, 
 1 638, March 27. 
 
 To D. Wil. Lejlie: 
 
 Graue, learned Leflie, read thes raged lynes, 
 
 Tho baffe and no thing vorthie of thy ear, 
 Youe knoue yove ar the man my drachts refynes, 
 And maks thair mater fome good forme to bear ; 
 Read and refolve, I cam not heir to play, 
 Thes ar parerga fram'd vpon the vay. 
 
 To Sir Archibald Duglas. 2 
 
 Sir, fince your noble royal difpofitione 
 Maks others woue yovr vertue to expreffe, 
 
 1 Principal of King's College, Aberdeen, about 1630, " ane singular learned 
 man," says Spalding, (Hist, of Troubles, I., p. 172,) " who could never be moved 
 to swear and subscrive our covenant, saying he would not hurt his conscience 
 for vorldly means." See more of him in Gordon's History of Scots Affairs, 
 published by the Spalding Club, III., p. 231. 
 
 1 The person thus eulogized was Sir Archibald Douglas of Whittingham, 
 one of the Senators of the College of Justice. He resigned his seat on the 
 bench in May 1618. In July 1621, the Scottish Parliament publicly acknow- 
 ledged his " gude, trew, and faithfull service." See Brunton and Haig's Sena- 
 tors, &c. 
 
^<mm ( 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 35 
 
 Ah ! fhall my tonge, as vnder inhibitione, 
 Reft filent, quho haue felt your loue no leffe ? 
 No, Sir ! I fvear til death devore my days, 
 To bend my indevors ftil to found yovr prais. 
 
 To M. Anna Lyon after Jhe hade robed me of my rode} 
 
 Mistres, if loue or gryt affe&ion can 
 
 Giue vertue to my baren vorthleffe layes, 
 Then fuir I am, and fhall remain the man, 
 
 Quho to his death fhall ftriue to found thy prais, 
 For fo yovr vorth hath tyed my hart, my hand, 
 They fvear to ferve youe no leffe then my wand. 
 
 Vpon tlieficht of the Tore Woode? 
 
 Haill, haill fveit groues, quher ofttyms nichted he, 
 
 Quho vas this contry's campion of old, 
 As witneffes the huge bulk of that tree, 
 
 Quhofe boffe as yet can fhroud tuyce thre from cold ; 
 Long may youe Hue, long may yovr leaues grove grein, 
 Long may Diana throch yovr fhades be fein ! 
 
 1 Probably the daughter of Patrick ninth Lord Glammis, and first Earl of 
 Kinghorn, married to William, ninth Earl of Enrol, died in 1637. 
 
 8 Wallace's cak has long since disappeared, but portions of it are treasured 
 up as relics " by the curious." 
 
36 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 Vpon ihejicht of Wallace Tree. 
 
 Fair Nymph, quho fometyms feirce Diana's vrath, 
 
 For loue of Wallace changed in a tree, 
 For once returning from hir Carrane bath, 
 Veuing thy bignes thus fhee changed the ; 
 But if thy bignes hade prevein'd hir paffione, 
 Thy bignes hade fubdued the Inglifh natione. 
 
 But behold houe fhee expands hir branches, 
 As houping yet gryt Wallace to embrace, 
 If fuch mind werr to our loulie venches, 
 
 Then fhould their men enioy a perfe6t pace ; 
 
 Fair nymphe, quhil voods thy bulk or bark contein, 
 Let Lundie's lyns in them groue alvays grein. 
 
 To M. Al. Garden, after he had efcaped the Earne beneth the 
 
 Gajkhall. 
 
 Kind Gardene, if thou hade bein at the Gafkhall, 
 Quhen mud die Earne did bear my barge avay, 
 
 Then fuire of me thy houps hade bein but fmall, 
 The roring river thocht me fo his pray ; 
 
Eu^r^— ttrntOHf 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 For if thy prayrs hade not prevail'd that day, 
 The angrie Earne had me devored in Tay. 1 
 
 37 
 
 To Grampius vpon his quhyt Haires. 
 
 Quhat maks thy head and beard apear fo gray, 
 Old reverend Grampius ? If t a frouning wyff, 
 Or years, or cares, or fears, or want of play, 
 Or a&ions ending in ane endlefle ftryff ? 
 Suir fome, or all, for fome of thes even may 
 Mak gyants' heads befor the tym groue gray. 
 
 To the Counteffe of Hume vpon hirfijlier. 
 
 It's neither herbe, nor flour, nor pond, nor place, 
 
 Which maks this daintie fifher bead his wand 
 Still o'er thes waters. It's fome rairer face, 
 
 Which maks him thus maift lyk a ftone to ftand — 
 Shee is fome Naiade or fllveftrian dame, 
 Or els fome goddefle quho procurs the fame. 
 
 1 These lines may have reference to the great flood in the Tay and its tribu- 
 tary streams, which swept away the bridge of Perth in 1621. 
 
 2 Query, Jane Douglas, fourth daughter of William, second Earl of Morton, 
 and wife of James, third Earl of Home 1 These somewhat peculiar stanzas, 
 like the lines to M. Anna Lyon on p. 35, oddly illustrate the piety of their 
 reverend author. 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS 
 
 38 
 
 Thryfe happie ladie, quhofe vnmached vorth 
 Invits this fifhere to frequent yovr weill, 
 More happie I then al the fvains of Forth, 
 If vorthie thocht by youe to beir his creill, 
 
 For quhen this boy at nicht fhould fall a ihorting, 
 I vith ray wand fhould pane the nicht in fporting. 
 
 To Mafter Mill thefijhers maker. 
 
 Braue Mill, quhen I behold thy fifher's frame, 
 
 His rair proportion, and his liuly feature, 
 I am fo ravifh'd trulie vith the fame, 
 
 Me thinks thou hes fome things beyond a creatour ; 
 Deucalion-lyk thou maks hard crages and fiones, 
 To turne in men, in flefh, blood, nerves, and bones. 
 
 Quhen I confider firft quhat I haue beine, 
 
 Quhat noue I am, quhat after tymes may make me, 
 I pray the Lord, on quhom alone I leane, 
 
 For Chrift my Saviour faik, not to forfaik me, 
 And tho finne, fatane, flefh, and vorld annoy me, 
 Yet for Chrift's faik, let non of thes deltroy me. 
 
 Satan is fubtil, and intends t'vndoe me; 
 
 The vorld, a cuning vrefller, aimes the fame ; 
 
LUNDIE'S POEMS. 39 
 
 But ah, the flefh is farr mor fearful to me, 
 Then al oppofers in my Chriftiane game ; 
 But if my Lord fliall once reftrain my fears, 
 My foul (hall trivmphe, tho my eyes fhede tears. 
 
 Shoe icarce cam our Kingorne, 
 
 When (hoe began to prat, 
 Thes Northland men T fcorne — 
 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 My mother that me buir, 
 
 My father that me gat, 
 Not only faid, bot fuear — 
 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 Then fillie men that dots 
 
 On me, I tell you flat, 
 I think you fimple fots — 
 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 My mind afpyres mor hie 
 
 Then any of your rate, 
 I'l loue none heir I fee — 
 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 MaariNpa^aaM 
 
40 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 So fure in Altoune 1 now, 
 For me I fee no mate, . 
 
 That makes me tell to you — 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 Leaue of then folifli men, 
 With loue to wex your pat, 
 
 Since I haue told you plaine — 
 I was not borne for that. 
 
 Ane Sonnet of the Same. 
 
 Ye folifh men that wex your mynds vith loue 
 
 Of me, whoes worth does foar aboue your reach ; 
 Your oune deftroyers ye in end will proue, 
 
 When vifdom you experience fhall teach. 
 For if the afpiring to the hevenly place 
 
 Of Phebus bright, mad Phaeton to fall, 
 Shall ye efcape that looks vpon my face, 
 
 Whofe fhining beautie dimes the planets all. 
 The mor ye loue, the mor vill be your loffe, 
 
 Who clime too hie mufl catch ane fall in end, 
 
^^^^^^^^SS=^^^£^^^i 
 
 LUNDIFS POEMS. 
 
 Then loue difdained, ther is no greater crofie, 
 So wail no mor for that thou cannot mend. 
 Yet blame not me, bot curs your cruel fate, 
 Sine it vas my hap I was not borne for that. 
 
 41 
 
 Ane Anfuer. 
 
 Thou naughtles wretch, that lightlies fo the men, 
 
 That in the Altoune is fojourning now, 
 The words thou fpak we'l turne them our agane, 
 
 The word of ws was never borne for you. 
 Thou trulls to much vnto the vtvard fho 
 
 Of blazing beautie, which vill foon depart, 
 And wherine others ye behind do goe, 
 
 Since therof yours is but the fmalleft part. 
 What maks you think your felf then to be filch ? 
 
 Is it your birth, or yet your bages of gear ? 
 Our gutfhers we confefie mad neuer a much, 
 
 Nor in ther pokets did a thimbel bear, 
 So of this anfuer ye muft needs aloue, 
 Since none of us was euer borne for you. 
 
 Ane Sonnet. 
 
 This alteration to, femes mor then ftrange, 
 
 Without offence that ye fhould change your mynd, 
 
y-f ?3 — v^~v sa- — &< 
 
 
 LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
 I fee (mor then I thought) all dates may change, 
 Againft his fate no man defence can find. 
 
 O cruell refolutione, vnkynd dealing, 
 Will ye revard my true affe6tione fo, 
 
 From me my hert vith louely fhoues firft fteling, 
 Now fill my foul with everlafting woe. 
 
 I loud a fatall loue onlouely fat, 
 The vertuouflie fair, yet faireft dame, 
 
 That euer was enfhrind in foul's conceat, 
 Or gaue a dittie to the founds of fame. 
 
 For as fhe was the molt affe 6ted fant, 
 Whoes image vas ere&ed in my thoght, 
 
 Sho had compaffion to of my complaint, 
 And to acquit my firme affe&ione fought. 
 
 Said natur's vonder and the vorld's delight, 
 
 And tempered vith encountring flames my fires, 
 
 Then to our eares his purpofe did impart, 
 
 Not lipfick-louer lyke vith vords far fought — 
 
 His toung vas but the agent of his heart, 
 
 Yet culd not tell the tent part of his thought. 
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 At laft I knew it was a divine creatur, 
 
 Croune of th' earth, excellencie of mater. 
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LUNDIE'S POEMS. 
 
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 When fhe pofefTes euery veried eye, 
 
 Sighies foroufull does from my heart proceed, 
 No wonder ! for how can I mirrie be, 
 
 She will not rue for whom my heart doth bleed. 
 Oft I figh out the paffions of my loue, 
 
 Tormented vith god Cupid's percing darts, 
 Yet fhe is cruel, as alas I proue, 
 
 Quhilk vuld me kill if I had thouiand hearts. 
 
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