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And in this place where he doth buriedly
Was kept the Relict wherein he did dye;
His doublet, as a monument reserv'd,
And when this place was raz'd, it was preserv'd:
Which afterwards I did see for my part,
With hols through which he stab'd was to the heart.
Then, good Gall, thus quod I, what shew of reason
Mov'd this unnaturall traitour work such treason?
Reason! good Monsier, Gall did thus reply,
Reason! so much in shew I do deny,
Reason! No reason did he have at all,
But wormwood, bitter malice Stygian gall
Within this traitours heart did closely lurk,
Which moved him this tragedie to work:
And I would truelie tell this wofull storie,
But that my tongue doth faile, mine heart's so sorie:
Yet whiles that we unto the town do go,
Monsier, the true occasion, will I show.
This worthie Prince, according to the taillie
Made by King Robert, when heirs male should faillie,
Of his Son David then Earle of Statherne,
So soone, I say, the King as he did learne,
That heirs male of this David were surceast,
Into these lands he did himself invest:
For David leaving after him no son,
His lands by right come back unto the crown,
Yet after him one daughter did survive,
In mariage which to Patrick Grahame they give,
To whom she bare a son, one Melisse Grahame,
Whose parents dying young, Robert did clame,
Was kept the Relict wherein he did dye;
His doublet, as a monument reserv'd,
And when this place was raz'd, it was preserv'd:
Which afterwards I did see for my part,
With hols through which he stab'd was to the heart.
Then, good Gall, thus quod I, what shew of reason
Mov'd this unnaturall traitour work such treason?
Reason! good Monsier, Gall did thus reply,
Reason! so much in shew I do deny,
Reason! No reason did he have at all,
But wormwood, bitter malice Stygian gall
Within this traitours heart did closely lurk,
Which moved him this tragedie to work:
And I would truelie tell this wofull storie,
But that my tongue doth faile, mine heart's so sorie:
Yet whiles that we unto the town do go,
Monsier, the true occasion, will I show.
This worthie Prince, according to the taillie
Made by King Robert, when heirs male should faillie,
Of his Son David then Earle of Statherne,
So soone, I say, the King as he did learne,
That heirs male of this David were surceast,
Into these lands he did himself invest:
For David leaving after him no son,
His lands by right come back unto the crown,
Yet after him one daughter did survive,
In mariage which to Patrick Grahame they give,
To whom she bare a son, one Melisse Grahame,
Whose parents dying young, Robert did clame,