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In some good sort, readie for peace or war,
If not a bulwark, yet some kinde of bar.
Thus did they stand, untill these heighland men
Amidst their furie kil'd a Citizen;[1]
A Citizen to kill, an odious thing
It then was thought; no sacrifice condigne
Could expiat the same, though now each knave
Dar to account a citizen a slave;
No such conceat in all the World againe,
As proudlie-poor such fondlings do maintaine.
This suddaine slaughter made a great commotion,
The Burgesses without further devotion[2]
As men with war inur'd, to armes do flie,
Upon these Heigh-land men aveng'd to be,
Which they performe, chaffed in minde as beares,
And do persue them unto Hoghmansstaires;
In memorie of this fight it hath the name,
For many men lay there, some dead, some lame,
On which occasion they gan fortifie,
And build these walls againe, as now we see;[3]
Though not so brav'ly as they were before,
For that did far surpasse their endevour,
Yet some resemblance they do keep and fashion
For they be builded neere the old foundation.
These are the wals, Monsier, as I have shown,
Which often have beene built, ofttimes down thrown
With stratagems of war, fame hath renownd them,
And if not Mars, yet martiall men did found them.
But now, good Monsier, needs none more at all
Them to destroy: they of themselves will fall.
If not a bulwark, yet some kinde of bar.
Thus did they stand, untill these heighland men
Amidst their furie kil'd a Citizen;[1]
A Citizen to kill, an odious thing
It then was thought; no sacrifice condigne
Could expiat the same, though now each knave
Dar to account a citizen a slave;
No such conceat in all the World againe,
As proudlie-poor such fondlings do maintaine.
This suddaine slaughter made a great commotion,
The Burgesses without further devotion[2]
As men with war inur'd, to armes do flie,
Upon these Heigh-land men aveng'd to be,
Which they performe, chaffed in minde as beares,
And do persue them unto Hoghmansstaires;
In memorie of this fight it hath the name,
For many men lay there, some dead, some lame,
On which occasion they gan fortifie,
And build these walls againe, as now we see;[3]
Though not so brav'ly as they were before,
For that did far surpasse their endevour,
Yet some resemblance they do keep and fashion
For they be builded neere the old foundation.
These are the wals, Monsier, as I have shown,
Which often have beene built, ofttimes down thrown
With stratagems of war, fame hath renownd them,
And if not Mars, yet martiall men did found them.
But now, good Monsier, needs none more at all
Them to destroy: they of themselves will fall.
So