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The sixth muse
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That Wallace was in France; for after that
The publick place of government he quat,
Were full four yeeres and more, before he shed
His dearest bloud, ah dearest truelie said:
And think you then that such a martiall heart
Yeelding his place, would sojourne in this part,
And lazely ly loytring in some hole?
That any so should think I hardlie thole;
Therefore I grieve our men should have forgotten
Themselves, and left so brave a point unwritten;
Or should it contradict, there being so many
Good reasons for this truth, as is for any.
Monsier, said he, that's not a thing to grieve at,
For they did write his publick life, not privat:
For sure it is, after his publick charge
Grief made him go to France, his spirit t'enlarge,
His noble Sprite, that thraldome suffered never,
For he to libertie aspired ever;
And turning home, his ship causde sunken be,
To stop the rivers passage, that from sea
No English ship should come Perth to releave,
For any chance of war Fortune could give.
But now this ship, which so long time before
In waters lay, is fairlie haild a shoare;
What cannot skill by Mathematick move?
As would appeare things Natures reach above.
Up by the Willow gate we make our way;
With flowing waters pleasant then was Tay.
The town appeares; the great and strong Spey towre,
And Monks towre, builded round; a wall of power
The publick place of government he quat,
Were full four yeeres and more, before he shed
His dearest bloud, ah dearest truelie said:
And think you then that such a martiall heart
Yeelding his place, would sojourne in this part,
And lazely ly loytring in some hole?
That any so should think I hardlie thole;
Therefore I grieve our men should have forgotten
Themselves, and left so brave a point unwritten;
Or should it contradict, there being so many
Good reasons for this truth, as is for any.
Monsier, said he, that's not a thing to grieve at,
For they did write his publick life, not privat:
For sure it is, after his publick charge
Grief made him go to France, his spirit t'enlarge,
His noble Sprite, that thraldome suffered never,
For he to libertie aspired ever;
And turning home, his ship causde sunken be,
To stop the rivers passage, that from sea
No English ship should come Perth to releave,
For any chance of war Fortune could give.
But now this ship, which so long time before
In waters lay, is fairlie haild a shoare;
What cannot skill by Mathematick move?
As would appeare things Natures reach above.
Up by the Willow gate we make our way;
With flowing waters pleasant then was Tay.
The town appeares; the great and strong Spey towre,
And Monks towre, builded round; a wall of power