The Annotated The Muses Threnodie

To read the unannotated original, see The Muses threnodie, or, Mirthful mournings on the death of Mr Gall

Brent Nelson editor

Source: ^{[Editor's Notes 1]} Adamson, Henry. The muses threnodie, or, mirthfull mournings, on the death of Master Gall containing varietie of pleasant poëticall descriptions, morall instructions, historiall narrations, and divine observations, with the most remarkable antiquities of Scotland, especially at Perth By Mr. H. Adamson. Printed at Edinburgh in King Iames College, by George Anderson 1638. Second edition.

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A. VIRTVTE. ORTA. OCCIDVNT. RARIVS.

TO THE READER.

Courteous Reader,

It is not amisse thou bee a little informed concerning the Poet, and the persons of the defunct and mourner.

The Poet wrote this for his owne exercise, and the recreation of his friends; and this peece, although accomplished to the great contentment of many that read and heard it, yet could not the Author be induced to let it thole^{[Editor's Notes 5]} the presse, till the importunitie of many learned men urged him unto it: And the last brash was made by a Letter of the prime Poet of our kingdome, whereof this is the just copie.

To my worthie Friend, Mr. Hen. Adamson.

Sir,

These papers of your mournings on Master Gall appeare unto me as Alcibiadis Sileni,^{[Editor's Notes 6]} which ridiculously look, with the faces of Sphinges, Chimeraes, Centaures on their outsides, but inwardlie containe rare artifice, and rich jewels of all sorts, for the delight and well of Man. They may deservedlie beare the word, Non intus ut extra.^{[Editor's Notes 7]} Your two Champions, noble Zannies, discover to us many of the Antiquities of this Countrey more of your auncient towne of Perth, setting downe her situation, founders, her hudge colosse, or bridge, walls, fousies,^{[Editor's Notes 8]} aqueducts, fortifications, temples, monasteries, and many other singularities. Happie hath Perth beene in such a Citizen: not so other townes of this kingdome, by want of so diligent a searcher and preserver of their fame from oblivion. Some Muses neither to themselves, nor to others do good; nor delighting, nor instructing; yours performe both: And longer to conceale them, will be to wrong your Perth of her due honours, who deserveth no lesse of you than that she should be thus blazoned, and registrate to posteritie, to defraud your selfe of a monument; which after you have left this transitorie world shall keepe your name and memorie to after times. This shall bee preserved by the Towne of Perth for her owne sake first, and after for yours. For to her it hath beene no little glory that she hath brought forth, such a citizen, so eminent in love to her, and so dear to the Muses.

Edinburgh, Julij 12. 1637. W. D.

Introduction

Anent^{[Editor's Notes 9]} the defunct, his name was M. Iames Gall, a Citizen of Perth, and a Gentle-man of a goodly stature, and pregnant wit, much given to pastime, as golf, archerie, curling; and Joviall companie. A man verie kinde to his friends, and a prettie poet in liberall merriments, and tart satyres; no lesse acquaint with Philœnus,^{[Editor's Notes 10]} and the Acidalian Dame,^{[Editor's Notes 11]} than with the Muses.

For the mourner, he yet lives and mournes: and seeing he is of purpose to set forth the webbe of his life, which is verie long, now almost an hundred elnes, counting an elne for a year, it is needlesse to speak of him here, all know him (that know him) to be a good man; and hath beene occasion of mirth to many, to none of mourning, as M. Gall by his immature death hath beene to him. It seemeth sufficient, untill the time he himself set out the historie of himself, to set down here the inventar of the ornaments of his Cabin, which, by a Catachrestick name, he usually calleth Gabions.

This Inventarie we have in a torn, and worn copie, and in respect there are some lines in it we can not read, pray thee, gentle Reader, be content of that, that is to the fore, till we can obtaine from M. George the whole piece, which was alleaged to be written by M. Gall, although, in veritie, the Author of this book did write it, and as I think, not without M. George his owne advice, and for his friends recreation.

The Inventarie of the Gabions, in M. George his Cabinet.

001 Of uncouth formes, and wondrous shapes,

002 Like Peacoks, and like Indian apes,

003 Like Leopards, and beasts spoted,

004 Of clubs curiously knoted,

005 Of wondrous workmanships, and rare,

006 Like Eagles flying in the air,

007 Like Centaurs, Maremaids in the Seas,

008 Like Dolphins, and like honie bees,

009 Some carv'd in timber, some in stone,

010 Of the wonder of Albion;

011 Which this close cabine doth include;

012 Some portends ill, some presage good:

013 What sprite Dædalian hath forth brought them,

014 Yee Gods assist, I thinke yee wrought them,

015 Your influences did conspire

016 This comelie cabine to attire.

017 Neptune gave first his awfull trident,

018 And Pan the hornes gave of a bident,

019 Triton his trumpet of a buckie,^{[Editor's Notes 12]}

020 Propin'd^{[Editor's Notes 13]} to him, was large and luckie:

021 Mars gave the glistring sword and dagger,

022 Wherewith some time he wont to swagger,

023 Cyclopean armour of Achilles,

024 Fair Venus purtrayed by Apelles,

025 The valiant Hectors weightie spear,

026 Wherewith he fought the Trojan war,

027 The fatall sword and seven fold shield

028 Of Ajax, who could never yeeld:

029 Yea more the great Herculean club

030 Brusde Hydra in the Lernè dub.^{[Editor's Notes 14]}

031 Hote Vulcan with his crooked heele

032 Bestow'd on him a tempred steele,

033 Cyclophes were the brethren Allans,

034 Who swore they swet more then ten gallons

035 In framing it upon their forge,

036 And tempring it for Master George:

037 But Æsculapius taught the lesson

038 How he should us'd in goodly fashion,

039 And bad extinguis't in his ale,

040 When that he thought it pure and stale^{[Editor's Notes 15]}

041 With a pugill^{[Editor's Notes 16]} of polypodium:^{[Editor's Notes 17]}

042 And Ceres brought a manufodium:^{[Editor's Notes 18]}

043 And will'd him tost it at his fire

044 And of such bread never to tyre;

045 Then Podalirius did conclude

046 That for his melt was soverainge good.

047 Gold hair'd Apollo did bestow

048 His mightie-sounding silver bow,

049 With musick instruments great store,

050 His harp, his cithar,^{[Editor's Notes 19]} and mandore,^{[Editor's Notes 20]}

051 His peircing arrowes and his quiver:

052 But Cupid shot him through the liver

053 And set him all up in à flame,

054 To follow à Peneïan Dame:

055 But being once repudiat

056 Did lurk within this Cabinet,

057 And there with many a sigh and groane,

058 Fierce Cupids wrong he did bemoane,

059 But this deep passion to rebet

060 Venus bestow'd her Amulet,

061 The firie flame for to beare downe,

062 Cold lactuce and pupuleum;

063 And thenceforth will'd the poplar tree

064 To him should consecrated be.

065 With twentie thousand pretious things,

066 Mercurius gave his staffe and wings:

067 And more this Cabine to decore,

068 Of curious staffs he gave fourescore,

069 Of clubs and cudgels contortized:

070 Some plaine worke, others crispe and frized,

071 Like Satyrs, dragons, flying fowles,

072 Like fishes, serpents, cats, and owles,

073 Like winged-horses, strange Chimaeraes,

074 Like Unicorns and fierce Pantheraes,

075 So livelike that a man would doubt,

076 If art or nature brought them out.

077 The monstrous branched great hart-horne,

078 Which on Acteon's front was borne:

079 On which doth hing his velvet knapsca.^{[Editor's Notes 21]}

080 A scimitare cut like an haksaw,^{[Editor's Notes 22]}

081 Great bukies,^{[Editor's Notes 23]}, partans,^{[Editor's Notes 24]} toes of lapstares,

082 Oster shells, ensignes for tapsters,

083 Gadie^{[Editor's Notes 25]} beeds and crystall glasses,

084 Stones, and ornaments for lasses,

085 Garlands made of summer flowres,

086 Propin'd him by his paramoürs,

087 With many other pretious thing,

088 Which all upon its branches hing:

089 So that it doth excell but scorne

090 The wealthie Amalthean horne.^{[Editor's Notes 26]}

091 This Cabine containes what you wish,

092 No place his ornaments doth misse,

093 For there is such varietie,

094 Looking breeds no sacietie.

095 In one nooke stands Loquhabrian axes,^{[Editor's Notes 27]}

096 And in another nooke the glaxe^{[Editor's Notes 28]} is.

097 Heere lyes a book they call the dennet,

098 There lyes the head of old Brown Kennet,^{[Editor's Notes 29]}

099 Here lyes a turkasse^{[Editor's Notes 30]}, and a hammer,

100 There lyes a Greek and Latine Grammer,

101 Heere hings an auncient mantua bannet,^{[Editor's Notes 31]}

102 There hings a Robin and a Iannet,^{[Editor's Notes 32]}

103 Upon a cord that's strangular

104 A buffet stoole^{[Editor's Notes 33]} sexangular:

105 A foole muting in his owne hand;^{[Editor's Notes 34]}

106 Soft, soft my Muse, sound not this sand,

107 What ever matter come athorter,^{[Editor's Notes 35]}

108 Touch not I pray the iron morter.

109 His cougs,^{[Editor's Notes 36]} his dishes, and his caps,^{[Editor's Notes 37]}

110 A Totum,^{[Editor's Notes 38]} and some bairnes taps;^{[Editor's Notes 39]}

111 A gadareilie,^{[Editor's Notes 40]} and a whisle,

112 A trumpe, an Abercome mussell,^{[Editor's Notes 41]}

113 His hats, his hoods, his bels, his bones,

114 His allay bowles, and curling stones,

115 The sacred games to celebrat,

116 Which to the Gods are consecrat.

117 And more, this cabine to adorne,

118 Diana gave her hunting horne,

119 And that there should be no defect,

120 God Momus gift did not inlake:^{[Editor's Notes 42]}

121 Only * * *,^{[Editor's Notes 43]}

122 Who would bestow nothing for shame;

123 This Cabine was so cram'd with store

124 She could not enter at the doore.

125 This prettie want for to supplie

126 A privie parlour,^{[Editor's Notes 44]}

127 In which there is in order plac't

128 Phœbus with the nine Muses grac't,

129 In compasse, siting like a crown.

130 This is the place of great renown:

131 Heere all good learning is inschrynd,

132 And all grave wisedome is confin'd,

133 Clio with stories ancient times,

134 Melpomené with Tragick lines,

135 Wanton Thalia's comedies,

136 Euterpe's sweetest harmonies,

137 Terpsichore's heart-moving cithar,

138 Lovely Erato's numbring meeter,

139 Caliope's heroick songs,

140 Vranias heavenly motions;

141 Polymnia in various musick

142 Paints all with flowres of Rhetorick,

143 Amidst sits Phœbus laureat,

144 Crown'd with the whole Pierian State.

145 Here's Galene and Hippocrates,

146 Divine Plato and Socrates,

147 Th' Arabian skill and exccellence,

148 The Greek and Romane eloquence,

149 With manie worthie worke and storie

150 Within this place inaccessorie.

151 These models, in this Cabine plac'd,

152 Are with the world's whole wonders grac'd:

153 What curious art or nature framd,

154 What monster hath beene taught or tamd,

155 What Polycletus in his time,

156 What Archimedes rich ingine,

157 Who taught the Art of menadrie^{[Editor's Notes 45]}

158 The Syracusan synedrie.

159 What Gods or mortals did forth bring

160 It in this cabinet doth hing,

161 Whose famous relicts are all flowr'd,

162 And all with precious pouldar stowr'd:

163 And richly deckt with curious hingers,

164 Wrought by Arachne's nimble fingers.

165 This is his store-house and his treasure,

166 This is his Paradise of pleasure,

167 This is the Arcenall of Gods,

168 Of all the world this is the oddes:

169 This is the place Apollo chuses,

170 This is the residence of Muses:

171 And to conclude all this in one,

172 This is the Romaine Pantheon.

An apologie of the Author, done as by the Mourner, to the Lovers of Learning.

001 Let none offend, though in mine age I sing

002 Swan-like, some lawfull joyes youthead did bring:

003 My songs are mournings, which may clearly shew

004 Th'inconstant course of all things here below:

005 Yet guided by that steadfast hand alwayes

006 Which, midst confusions great, the ballance stayes:

007 Thus Heraclitus-like sometimes I mourne

008 At giddie Fortunes reelings: thence I turne

009 Like to Democritus in laughter wholly

010 To see th'inconstant changes of her folly.

011 Thus do I mourne, and laugh oftimes, by course,

012 As giddie Fortune reeles from good to worse:

013 For neither is the battell to the strong,^{[Author’s Notes 1]}

014 Nor doth unto the swift the race belong,

015 Nor bread to these whose wit should have commanding,

016 Nor riches to the men of understanding:

017 Nor favour doth to men of knowledge fall,

018 But chance (as would appear) doth order all.

019 So, if the second causes we do view,

020 We shall finde out a paradoxe most true.

021 But O thou prime and supreme cause of all,

022 Nothing to thee by fortune doth befall,

023 For Thou, in midst of all these great confusions

024 Foresees, and workes most permanent conclusions,

025 Keeping most comely order in varieties,

026 And making concord in all contrarieties.

027 Hence doth it come to passe of thy benignitie,

028 That wicked men possesse both wealth and dignitie.

029 But, as its written, riches are preserv'd,^{[Author’s Notes 2]}

030 And for the evill of th'owners are reserv'd:

031 And as a mightie load the bearers smothers,

032 So some to their owne hurt rule over others,

033 Not looking to th'account they must needs make,^{[Author’s Notes 3]}

034 Nor how their smiling fortune may turn back,

035 Whose honour like the sea doth ebbe and flow,

036 Whose beautie hath the time to fade and grew,

037 Whose riches, like the Eagle, hath their wings,

038 Now lighting down on earth, to Heaven then springs.^{[Author’s Notes 4]}

039 The body's Summer rose is quickly gone,

040 By winters stormie age all overblowne,

041 To shew earths constant changes: and that all

042 Which here on earth do spring must likewise fall.

043 Thrise happie he that state who quickly findes,

044 Which is not shaken with earths contrare windes!

045 Hence Solitarie and poore content I live,

046 Sith bitter hap blind fortune doth not give:

047 And, like Diogenes, contemplate all,

048 Within my Cabine, that here doth befall:

049 Which gives me subject both to sing and mourne,

050 The times ov'rpast, which never shall returne.

051 I praise the worthie deedes of Martiall men,

052 And I do wish the whole world might them ken:

053 I praise their vertues: No, their Vertuous deeds

054 Do praise themselves, and as most lively seeds

055 Beget like children: so commemoration

056 Begets them native sons by imitation.

057 Native! more native than by blood descended,

058 Who with their fame their fortunes have mispened.

059 For what availes to point a noble race

060 By long descent of branches, if in face^{[Author’s Notes 5]}

061 Like vertue doth not shine, and equall worth

062 Ignoble deeds belie a noble birth;

063 Maugre all contrare thoughts, this true shall trie

064 Vertue alone is true nobilitie.

065 If one most vitious in my line should be

066 Five hundred years ago, what is't to me,

067 Who vertuous am;? What? can it derogate

068 To my good name? or violate my state?

069 Or if antcestors brave shall me preceed,

070 And I do prove the knave, what shall proceed

071 By their Heroick vertues unto me,

072 Whose vitious life denies my progenie?

073 For linage and forebears, Naso said,

074 Are not cal'd ours, nor what our selves not made.^{[Author’s Notes 6]}

075 To prove this paradoxe I durst be bold^{[Author’s Notes 7]}

076 With judgement of the learned but I hold

077 My pen: for all do know of old what's said,

078 I rather that Thersites were my daid,

079 And I Achilles-like, most noble, rather^{[Author’s Notes 8]}

080 Then I Thersites, he to be my father:

081 True generositie doth so esteeme,

082 Though ignorance the contrare would maintaine.

083 But Momus must needs carp, and Misanthrópos

084 Be Ariopagita-like Scythropos.

085 Scarce were these lines as yet come to the birth

086 When some false flattering sycophant gave forth

087 Most foule aspersions, making rumors spread,

088 That citing of some auncient stories bred

089 No small disgrace unto the present times,

090 Places, and persons of most auncient stemmes.

091 And that I write of purpose to attaint them;

092 I wish of this their wrong it might repent them:

093 For as the contrare's true, so I protest

094 I never bad a purpose to infest

095 The meanest, far lesse these of better sort,

096 Where birth and grace do make a sweet consort.

097 Yea, more I do protest, against my will

098 These lines were reft from under my rude quill:

099 I never did intend so great a height

100 That they should touch the presse, or come to light:

101 But now, sith more there is then my designe,

102 I forced am my just defence to bring

103 Gainst my traducers, who maliciouslie,

104 With banefull invie's tooth, have snatch'd at me

105 But I appeale to all judicious learning,

106 Whose wits are exercised in decerning,

107 If I your approbation do finde,

108 I care nought these Ardelio's catching winde;

109 Nor other Patrons do I seek but you,

110 To take of this small piece a litle view,

111 And give just censure joyn'd with your protection,

112 More worth then Zoilus hate Gnatho's affection;

113 Your favours shall me shelter and defend

114 Against all invies rage to live to end;

115 Trusting in God to keepe my conscience pure,

116 Whose favour most of all shall me secure.

Farewell.

De Authoris præmaturo obitu, Elegidion.

001 A Damsone jaces, raptus florentibus annis?

002 Totque animi dotes hausit acerba dies?

003 Tam carum Phœbo letali tabe lev are

004 Artes Phoebæ non potuere ca put?

005 Quod tibi si canam fas aspexisse senectam,

006 Pectoris & diti promere clausa sinu:

007 Inferius Tiberi non Taus nomen haberet:

008 Et Romae aequaret Pertha superba decus.

009 Haec vide, quae primâ lusit vernante juventâ

010 (Talis erat Ciris Virgiliique Culex)

011 Aspice, conatu quam nil molitur inepto,

012 Grancia seu memoret, sive jocosa canat.

013 Martia grandiloquo memorat dum bella cotburno,

014 Maeoniam credas incinuisse tubam.

015 Si laudes canat Heroum, aut facta inclyta Iovae,

016 Daunigenam jures increpuisse fides.

017 Ad jeca si laetae demittat plectra Thaliae,

018 Bilbilidae dicas plectra movere sales.

019 Si canit historias, diae si dogmata legis;

020 Dixeris his omnes invigilasse dies.

021 Denique sic unus cunctâ proludit in arte,

022 Ceu brevis ars, illi vitaque longa foret.

023 Quòd si tantus honos florum; quae gloria messis

024 (Hanc nisi praeriperent fata inimica) foret?

025 At tu quae primae dederas spiramina vitae,

026 Cui vitae aeternum reddidit ille diem,

027 AEternos titulos spiranti in marmore scribas,

028 Vsque memor civis, inclyta Pertha, tui.

Th. Crafordius.

TO PERTH, ANENT TWO of her Sons, her two Suns, Mr. Henrie Anderson, and Mr. Henrie Adamson, his Nephew.

001 Two Henries, like two Suns, upon thee rose,

002 The Uncle, and the Nephew, and did close

003 The one à summer, th'other a winter day,

004 Nor longer could on our Horizon stay.

005 With home-bred beames the one on thee did shine,

006 Th'other with rayes brought from the coast Lavine.

007 But herein These excell fair Phœoebes brother,

008 He and his beames do rise, and set together;

009 Their rayes shine most, themselves when under earth,

010 And shall perpetuall splendor give to Perth.

011 So be it ay, upon thee, noble Town,

012 May many such suns rise, & so go down.

I. A.

001 Pertha duos tantùm vidit, sua pignora, Soles

002 Laetifica claram spargere Luce diem?

003 Hinc Adamsoni discussit nubila lampas,

004 Hinc Andersoni fulserat ante jubar.

005 Tertius hinc ortus (gentilis & ipse nepotis)

006 Clarus in arctoo Phoebus & orbe fuit.

007 Nec tantùm Arctoo; sed & hunc quoque Gallia Soles

008 Aequantem stupuit quos sua terra dabat.

009 Aequantemque suos mirata est Anglia Soles,

010 Lumine multiplicis enituisse facis.

011 Non alius quisquam docti pollentior oris

012 Fulmine: non calamo qui superaret, erat.

013 Prompta illi Graiae & Latiae facundia linguae:

014 Nota illi veterum dogmata cuncta Sophoon.

015 Illius, orbatae Buchanani in funere, Musæ

016 Pectora ceu sacros incoluere lares.

017 Nota magjus nulli divina oracula: nullus,

018 Hæc melius posset qui reserare, fuit.

019 Nec, quanquam occiduas currum demisit in undas,

020 Nox tenebris radios occuluisse potest.

T. C.

In Authorem Libri.

001 Nvper Adamsonus vicit splendore Triones,

002 At nunc occiduum spissior umbra tegit.

003 Non tamen in caecas omnino evanuit auras,

004 Liquerat en patrio lumina clara solo.

005 Perthigenasque suos secus hand intermicat ille,

006 (Accendens radio nobiliore diom)

007 Ac Phoebe, reliquis praefulgens lucida stellis,

008 Noctigenam pleno dum movet orbe facem.

Ad Pertham.

001 Qvid fles? Quid tristi rumpis praecordia luctu?

002 Pone modum lachrymis, inclyta Pertha, tuis.

003 Occiderat tuus (heu) fato Adamsonus iniquo:

004 Non tamen interiit: sed redivivus adest.

To the memorie of the Author.

001 Dear Soul, thou hast obtain'd more lasting Fame,

002 In follies collours wisedome setting forth,

003 Than if ten fabriks like Mausolios frame

004 Were for thee rear'd in witnesse of thy worth.

005 Thy Perth may boast of such a gratefull son,

006 Who thus hath honoured his deare aged another,

007 Thy Muse such glorie and such fame hath won

008 To her, as no oblivioun can it smother.

009 Art, wit, and learning; learning, wit, and art

010 Do joyntlie justle here, each of them striving

011 Which carrie shall the prise, and beare chiefe part

012 In these thy layes, thy native Town describing.

013 Thy Georges gabions shew to underlings

014 That all things trifles be, that heaven not reaches,

015 By what thy Gall and he, in rapture, sings,

015 Much wisedome divine and humane thou teaches.

017 Thy death the Muses darlings all shall mourne,

018 And shall a tombe erect unto thy name

019 Of teares turn'd cristall; and upon thine urne

020 These words shall write, as blazon of thy fame:

021 Heere lyes his dust, by whose most learned quill

022 He and his Perth doe live, and shall live still.

IO. MOORE.

Faults escaped.

Courteous Reader, who intends to read this book, may it please thee amend with thy pen these faults before thou read. Pag. 29. lineâ ultimâ, for where, read with. pag. 48. lin. 25. for Thus entring through well straitly, read, Thus entring, though well straitly, pag. 52. lin. 17. say, read see. pag. 56. lin. 10 sault, read salt. Pag. 71. lin. 4. And wraks of that citie, read, And of that cities wrake. p. 76. lineâ ultimâ, cools, read coole.

001 Now must I mourne for Gall, since he is gone,

002 And yee my Gabions help me him to mone;

003 And in your courses sorrow for his sake,^{[Author’s Notes 9]}

004 Whose matchlesse Muse immortall did you make.

005 Who now shall pen your praise, and make you known?

006 By whom now shall your vertues be forth-shown?

007 Who shall declare your worth? Is any able?

008 Who dar to meddle with Apelles table?^{[Editor's Notes 46]}

009 Ai me there's none: And is there none indeed?

010 Then must yee mourne of force, there's no remeed:

011 And I, for my part, with you in my turne

012 Shall keep a dolefull consort whilst ye mourne:

013 And thus, with echoing voice, shall houle and cry,

014 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

015 Now first my Bowes begin this dolefull song,^{[Author’s Notes 10]}

016 No more with clangors let your shafts be flung

017 In fields abroad, but in my cabine stay,

018 And help me for to mourn till dying day.

019 With dust and cobwebs cover all your heads,

020 And take you to your matins and your beads,

021 A requiem sing unto that sweetest soul,

022 Which shines now, sancted, above either pole.

023 And yee my Clubs, you must no more prepare.

024 To make you bals flee whistling in the aire,^{[Author’s Notes 11]}

025 But hing your heads, and bow your crooked crags,

026 And dresse you all in sackcloth and in rags,

027 No more to see the Sun, nor fertile fields,

028 But closely keep you mourning in your bields,

029 And for your part the trible to you take,

030 And when you cry make all your crags to crake,

031 And shiver when you sing alace for Gall!

032 Ah if our mourning might thee now recall!

033 And yee my Loadstones of Lidnochian lakes,^{[Author’s Notes 12]}

034 Collected from the loughs, where watrie snakes

035 Do much abound, take unto you a part,

036 And mourn for Gall, who lov'd you with his heart:

037 In this sad dump and melancholick mood

038 The Burdown yee must bear, not on the flood,

039 Or frosen watrie plaines, but let your tuning

040 Come help me for to weep by mournfull cruning.

041 And yee the rest, my Gabions lesse and more

042 Of noble kinde, come help me for to roare,

043 And of my wofull weeping take a part,

044 Help to declare the dolour of mine heart.

045 How can I choose but mourne? when I think on

046 Our games Olympike-like in times agone;^{[Author’s Notes 13]}

047 Chieflie wherein our cunning we did try,

048 And matchlesse skill in noble archerie;

049 In these our dayes when archers did abound

050 In Perth (then famous for such pastime found.)

051 Amongst the first for archers we were known,

052 And in that art our skil was lowdly blown;

053 What time Perths credit did stand with the best

054 And bravest archers, this land hath possest.

055 We spar'd nor gaines, nor paines for to report

056 To Perth the worship, by such noble sport:

057 Witnesse the links of Leith, where Cowper, Grahame,

058 And Stewart win the price and brought it home;

059 And in these games did offer ten to three

060 There to contend: Quorum pars magna fui.

061 I mourn good Gall, when I think on that stead,

062 Where yee did haile your shaft unto the head,

063 And with a strong and stedfast eye and hand

064 So valiantly your bow yee did command;

065 A slidrie shaft forth of its forks did fling,

066 Clank gave the bow, the whistling aire did ring,

067 The bowlt did cleave the clouds and threat the skyes,

068 And thence, down falling, to the mark it flies,

069 Incontinent the aimer gave a token,

070 The mark was kill'd, the shaft in flinders broken:

071 Then softlie smyling, good Gall, thus quod I,

072 Now finde I time my archerie to try,

073 And heere by solemne vow I undertake,

074 In token of my love, even for thy sake,

075 Either to hit the mark, else shall I never,

076 More with these armes of mine use bow and quiver.

077 Therewith my ligaments I did extend,

078 And then a noble shaft I did commend

079 Unto my bow, then firmelie fixt mine eye,

080 And closelie leveld at Orions knee,

081 A star of greatest magnitude, who kend it ^{[Author’s Notes 14]}

082 So well as I, prayes you be not offended;

083 (For I did use no magick incantation

084 For to couduct my shaft I will finde cation.)

085 Then cleverly my flen soone can I feather,

086 Upon my left arme was a brace of leather;

087 And with three fingers hailing up the string,

088 The bow in semicircle did I bring;

089 With soft and tender lowse out went the shaft,

090 Amids the clouds the arrow flew aloft,

091 And, as directed by a skilfull hand,

092 With speedie flight the steadfast mark it sand,

093 The aimer gave his signe, furth-with was known,

094 The shot was mine, the boult in flinders flown,

095 Above his shaft, in such difficile stead,

096 Closely I hit the mark upon the head;

097 Then on the plain we capreld wonder fast,

098 Whereat the people gazing were agast;

009 With kinde embracements, did we thurst and thrimble,

100 (For in these dayes I was exceeding nimble)

101 We leapt, we danct, we loudly laught and cry'd:

102 For in the earth such skill was never try'd

103 In archerie, as we prov'd in these daies,

104 Whereby we did obtaine immortall praise.

105 Then Gossop Gall (quod I) I dar approve

106 Thou hast a trustie token of my love.

107 What shall be said of other martiall games?

108 None was inlaking from whence bravest stemmes,

109 Victorious trophees, palmes, and noble pynes

110 Olives and lawrels, such as auncient times

111 Decor'd the Grecian-victors in their playes,

112 And worthie Romanes in their brave assayes,

113 For tryall of their strength, each match'd with other,

114 Whose beautie was, sweat mix'd with dust together.

115 Such exercises did content us more

116 Then if wee had possest King Crœsus store.

117 But O! ye fields my native Perth neerby,

118 Prayes you to speak, and truely testifie,

119 What matchlesse skill we prov'd in all these places,

120 Within the compasse of three thousand paces,

121 On either side; while as we went a shooting,

122 And strongly strove who should bring home the booting,

123 Alongst the flowrie banks of Tay to Amound,

124 Ay when I hit the mark I cast a gamound;

125 And there we view the place where some time stood

126 The ancient Bertha, now ov'rflow'd with flood^{[Author’s Notes 15]}

127 Of mightie waters, and that Princely hold

128 Where dwelt King William, by the streame down rold,

129 Was utterly defac'd, and overthrown,

130 That now the place thereof scarce can be known.

131 Then through these haughs of faire and fertile ground,

132 Which with fruit trees, with cornes, and flocks abound,

133 Meandring rivers, sweet flowres, heavenly honey,

134 More for our pastime then to conquesh money

135 We went a shooting, both through plaine and park,

136 And never stay'd till wee came to Lowswork:

137 Built by our mightie Kings for to preserve us,

138 That thenceforth waters should not drown, but serve us;

139 Yet condescending it admits one rill

140 Which all these plaines with cristall brooks doth fill,

141 And by a conduit large three miles in length

142 Serves to make Perth impregnable for strength

143 At all occasions; when her clowses fall,

144 Making the water mount up to her wall.

145 When we had viewd this mightie work at randon,

146 We thought it best these fields for to abandon,

147 And turning home-wards, spar'd nor dyke nor fowsie^{[Author’s Notes 16]}

148 Untill we come unto the boot of Bowsie,

149 Alongst this aqueduct, and there our station,

150 We made, and viewed Balhowsies situation,

151 O'reluking all that spacious pleasant valley,

152 With flowres damasked, levell as an alley

153 Betwixt and Perth, thither did we repair

154 (For why the season was exceeding fair)

155 Then all alongst this valley did we hye,

156 And there the place we clearlie did espye.

157 The precinct, situation and the stead,^{[Author’s Notes 17]}

158 Where ended was that cruell bloodie fead

159 Between these cursed clans, Chattan, and Kay ^{[Author’s Notes 18]}

160 Before King Robert, Iohn; upon the day

161 Appointed, then and there, where did conveene

162 Thirtie 'gainst thirtie matcht upon that greene,

163 Of martiall fellows, all in rageing mood

164 Like furious Ajax, or Orestes wood,

165 Alonely arm'd with long two-handed swords,

166 Their sparkling eyes cast fire in steed of words,

167 Their horride beards, thrown browes, brusled mustages

168 Of deadly blowes t'enshew were vive presages.

169 Thus standing Fortuns event for to try,

170 And thousands them beholding, one did cry

171 With loud and mightie voice, Stay! hold your hands!

172 A little space we pray; The case thus stands;

173 One of our number is not heere to day;

174 This suddaine speach did make some little stay

175 Of this most bloodie bargaine, th'one partie fight

176 Would not unlesse the number were made right

177 Unto the adverse faction, nor was any

178 That would it take in hand amongst so many

179 Beholders of all ranks into that place:

180 On th'other side none would sustaine disgrace

181 To be debarred from his other fellowes,

182 He rather hung seven yeeres upon the gallowes.

183 Thus as the question stood, was found at length

184 One Henry wind, for triall of his strength

185 The charge would take, a sadler of his craft,^{[Author’s Notes 19]}

186 I wot not well whether the man was daft,

187 But for an half french crown he took in hand,

188 Stoutly to fight so long as he might stand,

189 And if to be victorious should be tide him,

190 They should some yeerly pension provide him.

191 The bargaine holds: and then withall their maine

192 Their braikens bukled to the fight againe;

193 Incontinent the trumpets loudlie sounded,

194 And mightilie the great bag-pipes were winded:

195 Then fell they to't as fierce as any thunder,

196 From shoulders armes, and heads from necks they sunder;

197 All raging there in bloud, they hew'd and hasht,

198 Their skin coats with the new cut were outstasht;

199 And scorning death, so bravely did they fight it,

200 That the beholders greatlie were affrighted:

201 But chiefly this by all men was observed,

202 None fought so fiercely; nor so well deserved

203 As this their hired Souldier, Henrie Winde,

204 For by his valour victorie inclinde

205 Vnto that side; and ever since those dayes

206 This proverb current goes, when any sayes,

207 How come you heere? This answere doth he finde,

208 I'm for mine owne hand, as fought Henrie Winde.

209 So finely fought he, ten with him escapt,

210 And of th'other but one, in flood who leapt,

211 And sav'd himself by swimming over Tay:

212 But to speak more of this we might not stay.

213 Thence did we take us to the other hand,

214 From this divided by a crystall strand:

215 From whence the King beheld with open sight

216 The long-time doubtfull event of this fight,

217 From of his pleasant gardins, flowrie wall,

218 Which we the guilted Arbor yet do call;

219 And here some monuments we did descrie,

220 And ruin'd heaps of great antiquitie:

221 There stood a temple, and religious place,

222 And here a palace; but ah wofull cace!^{[Author’s Notes 20]}

223 Where murthered was one of the bravest Kings

224 For wisedome, learning, valour, and such things

225 As should a Prince adorn; who trads and arts

226 By men of matchlesse skill brought to thir parts,

227 From Italie, Low Germanie, and France,

228 Religion, learning, policie to advance,

229 King Iames the first, of everlasting name,

230 Kill'd by that mischant traitour, Robert Grahame,

231 Intending of his crown for to have rob'd him,

232 With twentie eight wounds in the breast he stob'd him.

233 Unnaturall parricide, most bloudie traitour!

234 Accursed be thou above any creature,

235 And curst be all, for so it is appointed,

236 That dar presume to touch the Lords anointed.

237 This phoenix Prince our nation much decord,

238 Good letters and civilitie restord,

239 By long and bloudie wars which were defaced,

240 His royall care made them be reembraced:

241 And he this citie mightilie intended

242 To have inhanc'd, if fates had condescended:

243 For which if power answer'd good-will, we would

244 With Gorgias Leontinus raise of gold

245 A statue to him of most curious frame,

246 In honour of his dear and worthie name.

247 He likewise built most sumptuouslie fair

248 That much renownd religious place, and rare,

249 The Charterhouse of Perth, a mightie frame,^{[Author’s Notes 21]}

250 Vallis virtutis by a mystick name,

251 Looking alongst that painted spatious field,

252 Which doth with pleasure profite sweetly yeeld,

253 The fair south Inch of Perth, and banks of Tay.

254 This abbayes, stiples, and it's turrets stay

255 While as they stood (but ah where sins abound

256 The loftiest pride lyes leveld with the ground!)

257 Were cunningly contriv'd with curious art,

258 And quintessence of skill in everie part;

259 My grandsire many times to me hath told it

260 He knew their names this mightie frame who moldit:

261 Italians some, and some were French men borne,

262 Whose matchlesse skill this great work did adorne.

263 And living were in Perth some of their race

264 When that, alace, demolish'd was this place,

265 For greatnesse, beautie, statlinesse so fair

266 In Britans Isle, was said, none might compare

267 Even as Apelles for to prove his skill

268 In limming Venus with a perfect quill,

269 Did not on some one beautie take inspection,

270 But of all beauties borrowed the perfection:

271 Even so this Prince to policie inclinde,

272 Did not on some one fabrick set his minde

273 To make the prototype of his designe,

274 But from all works did all perfections bring,

275 And rarest paterns brought from everie part,

276 Where any brave Vitruvius kyth'd his art,

277 So that this great and princelie enterprise

278 Perfections of all models did comprise.

279 And in this place where he doth buriedly

280 Was kept the Relict wherein he did dye;

281 His doublet, as a monument reserv'd,

282 And when this place was raz'd, it was preserv'd:

283 Which afterwards I did see for my part,

284 With hols through which he stab'd was to the heart.

285 Then, good Gall, thus quod I, what shew of reason

286 Mov'd this unnaturall traitour work such treason?

287 Reason! good Monsier, Gall did thus reply,

288 Reason! so much in shew I do deny,

289 Reason! No reason did he have at all,

290 But wormwood, bitter malice Stygian gall

291 Within this traitours heart did closely lurk,

292 Which moved him this tragedie to work:

293 And I would truelie tell this wofull storie,

294 But that my tongue doth faile, mine heart's so sorie:

295 Yet whiles that we unto the town do go,

296 Monsier, the true occasion, will I show.

297 This worthie Prince, according to the taillie

298 Made by King Robert, when heirs male should faillie,

299 Of his Son David then Earle of Statherne,

300 So soone, I say, the King as he did learne,

301 That heirs male of this David were surceast,

302 Into these lands he did himself invest:

303 For David leaving after him no son,

304 His lands by right come back unto the crown,

305 Yet after him one daughter did survive,

306 In mariage which to Patrick Grahame they give,

307 To whom she bare a son, one Melisse Grahame,

308 Whose parents dying young, Robert did clame,

309 As uncle, and as tutor, of these lands

310 To have the charge devolved in his hands:

311 Which when the king most justlie did deny

312 To give, and gravelie shew the reason why,

313 This bloodie traitour from his gorge did spew

314 Words treacherous, nor to be spoke, nor true.

315 For which he justlie traitour was declar'd,

316 But he the Kings authoritie nought car'd,

317 But more and more pursuing his intent,

318 To Walter Earle of Athole straight he went,

319 Whom well he knew to have the like designe,

320 Above all things for to cut off the king,

321 And all the race sprung of Eliza Mure,

322 With witches did consult and sprits conjure,

323 This to effect, and all th'infernall furies

324 With draughts and spels, and such unlawfull curies:

325 At length he finding that incarnat fiend,

326 Believ'd his response should have stedfast end,

327 Which was, that he should once before he die

328 Be crowned King with great solemnitie:

329 Which came to passe indeed, but not with gold,

330 For his familiar sprit keept that untold:

331 Thus these two traitours cruelly did hatch

332 The treason, which this good king did dispatch.

333 Both of these traitours at the crowne did aime,

334 Th'one thought his nephew might it some time claime,

335 And he without all question would succeed:

336 For well he knew to cut the fatall threed:

337 Likewise that other Hell-taught traitour Walter

338 Believ'd by no meanes his response could alter,

339 Thus both of them fed with ambitious hopes,

340 Keep'd secret by themselves their partiall scops,

341 But mutually this one thing they intend,

342 The king must die; and heere their thoughts they spend.

343 But this Earle Walter subtile more than th' other

344 His quaint designe gan cunningly to smother,

345 Observing well the Grahames proud haughtie braine,

346 Greatly aggreag'd the wrongs he did susteine,

347 Affirming that there was none had a heart

348 But would avenged be, and for his part

349 He would assist, and when that turne were ended

350 Against all deadly Grahame should be defended.

351 Thus by ambition witcht, and rage demented

352 This traitour execut what was intented.

353 Who from the famous Trojan had his name

354 And from the woods, when he did hear the fame^{[Author’s Notes 22]}

355 Of this infamous fact at Edinburgh then

356 Residing to make peace between these men

357 Who of the Greeks and Trojans are descended,

358 O how he was inrag'd! O how offended!

359 To see so brave a Prince so traiterouslie

360 Cut off, he roard and rail'd outragiouslie

361 'Gainst all the nation; but when he justice done

362 Had seene upon the traitours, then his tune

363 He quicklie chang'd, now have I seene (said he)

364 A cruell crime revenged cruellie.

365 This tragick task, Monsier, in hand to take

366 Mine eyes do melt in teares, mine heart strings crake,

367 What! shall I speak of Priam King of Troy

368 By Pyrrhus kild? that cannot much annoy:

369 Or shall I of brave Iulius Cæsar tell,

370 Whom these two traitours did in Senat kill?

371 These may affect us with some small compassion,

372 But for to speak of this is a tentation.

373 Cæsar for valour, learning and meek mind,

374 And ah too much like Cæsar in his end.

375 Excusa moi, Monsier, mine heart's so sorie,

376 That I can tell you no more of this storie.

377 When I think with what gravitie and grace

378 This tragedie was told, teares weet my face:

379 And I do wish good Gall, thou were on live,

380 That with Meonian stile thou mighst descrive

381 Such memorable acts; or else thy spirit

382 In some new bodie plac'd, it to inherit:

383 Ai me, this can not be, which makes me cry,

384 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

001 But this sad melancholick disquisition

002 Did not befit our Joviall disposition

003 In these our dayes: Therefore when we had mourned

004 For this good king, we to the town returned,

005 And there to cheere our hearts, and make us merrie,

006 We kindely tasted of the noble berrie;

007 Melancholie and grief are great men-killers:

008 Therefore from Tamarisk, with some capillars

009 Infusde we drank; for to preserve our splens

010 From grief, our lungs from cough, and purge our reins.

011 But this recept Gall did not keep alway,

012 Which made him die, alace, before his day.

013 Then home we went unto our beds to rest us,

014 To morrow againe we to the fields addrest us;

015 And in my bed as I did dreaming ly,

016 Me thought I heard with mightie voice, one cry

017 Arise, Monsier, the day is wondrous fair,

018 Monsier arise, then answered I, Who's there?

019 Arise, Monsier, the third time did it call.

020 Who's there? Quoth I, It is I Master Gall.

021 Then I awoke, and found it so indeed;

022 Good morrow Master Gall. Monsier, God speed.

023 Good Master Gall, Dreames did me much molest

024 This night, and almost rave me of my rest.

025 Monsier, quoth Gall, What motion might that be?

026 Said I, I dream'd I was in archerie

027 Outmatcht so far, that I was striken dumbe,

028 For verie grief to be so overcome.

029 Monsier, said he, That's beene a mightie passion,

030 That hath you striken dumb in such a fashion.

031 A passion, so great, that I did sweat,

032 My sinewes tremble, and my heart did beat.

033 At length, respiring, these few words did speak,

034 O noble heart, of force now must thou break!

035 For to these dayes was never in this land

036 That did o'rcome this matchlesse maiden hand;

037 And dreaming, as I grudg'd with Master Gall,

038 Incontinent a voice on me did call;

039 Arise Monsier, arise: then I awoke,

040 And found it was Gals voice unto me spoke,

041 Which made me doubt, if so could come to passe:

042 Then answer'd Gall, although your bow were brasse,

043 That might be done; and I'm the man will do it

044 What say you Gall? Quod I, then let us to it.

045 Foorthwith we drest us in our archer grath,

046 And to the fields we came, like men in wrath:

047 When we our nerves and tendons had extended,

048 Incontinent our bowes were bravely bended;

049 The skie was wondrous cleer, Apollo fair

050 Greatlie delighted to behold us there:

051 And did disperse the clouds, that he might see

052 What matchlesse skill we prov'd in archerie.

053 The cristall river Phæbus beames reflected;

054 As glad of us, them in our face directed:

055 The flowrie plains, and mountains, all the while

056 That we were shutting, meriely did smile.

057 Meane while, for honours praise as we were swelting

058 The sweat from of our brows and temples melting,

059 Phæbus, as seeming to envie our skill,

060 His quiver with some firie shafts did fill,

061 And from his silver bow at us he darted

062 These shafts, to make us faint and feeble hearted:

063 Whose mightie force we could not well oppose,

064 Vnder a shade we therefore did repose

065 A pretie while, hard by a silver streame,

066 Which did appear some melodie to frame.

067 Running alongst the snow white pibble stones

068 Mourning did murmure ioyes, commixt with moanes:

069 A cup I had of Woodbind of the wall

070 And drinking, said, This to you Master Gall.

071 Quoth he, Monsier, sith that we have no better,

072 With all mine heart I will you pledge in water:

073 This brook alongst the flowrie plain meanders,

074 And in a thousand compasses it wanders;

075 And as it softly slides so many wayes,

076 It sweetlie sings as many rowndelayes,

077 And, harmonie to keep, the honie bees

078 Their trumpets sound amongst the flowres; and trees

079 Their shadowes from their shaggie tops down sending

080 Did bow, in token of their homage rendring

081 But in short while Phæbus his face withdrew;

082 Then freshly fell we to't again of new,

083 And kyth most skilfull, and most pleasant game,

084 While to the lands of Loncartie we came.

085 Then thus, quod I, Good Gall, I pray thee show,

086 For cleerly all antiquities yee know,

087 What meane these skonses, and these hollow trenches

088 Throughout these fellow-fields, and yonder inches?

089 And these great heaps of stones, like Pyramids?

090 Doubtlesse all these yee know, that so much reads.

091 These trenches be (Gall answering, did reply)

092 Where these two armies Scots and Danes did ly

093 Incamped, and these heaps the trophæ's be,

094 Rear'd in memoriall of that victorie,

095 Admir'd unlook't for, conquest in that day,

096 Be th'only vertue of a Hynds-man, Hay,

097 And his two sons, from whence immortall praise

098 He gain'd, and glory of his name did raise

099 To all succeeding ages; as is said

100 Of Briareus an hundreth hands who had,

101 Wherewith he fought, or rather as we see

102 A valiant Sampson, whose activitie

103 With his asse-bone kills thousands, or a Shangar

104 With his oxe-goad kills hundreths in his anger:

105 Even so, this war-like wight with oxens yoak

106 Beats squadrons down by his undaunted stroke,

107 And did regain the victorie, neere lost,

108 Vnto the Scots, by his new gathered host

109 Of fearfull fleers, in a wofull plight,

110 By his incouragements infusing might

111 Into their nerves, new spirits in their arters,

112 To make them fight in bloud unto the garters,

113 Against their hatefull foes, who for to be

114 Did fight, more than for price or victorie.

115 Such cruelties their bloudie hearts possest

116 To have old quarrells on us Scots redrest,

117 For utterly quail'd Pights, and for their own

118 Armies by us so often overthrown.

119 This worthie chieftains happie enterprise

120 Which sav'd this countrie from the tyrannies

121 Of cruell Danes, and his two Mars-like sons

122 Do for all ages wear the quernall crowns,

123 Like Thrasibulus; ever bluming bayes

124 Do adde much splendour to these worthie Hayes.

125 And alwayes since they for their weapons weild

126 Three rubrick targets in a silver shield.

127 Which shield the soaring falcon doth sustaine,

128 To signifie these three men did obteine

129 The publick safetie, and the falcons flight

130 By mounting, shews their worth; by lighting, right

131 Unto their lands; for honours high regard:

132 Which in all ages should have due reward.

133 Like shall all finde, who loyall to the state

134 And countries well do prove, though small or great:

135 Men shall them praise, God shall preserve their stemmes,

136 Immortall fame shall canonize their names.

137 Thence forward went we unto Campsie-lin,

138 From whence the river falling makes such din^{[Author’s Notes 23]}

139 As Nilus Catadups: There so we sported

140 It is impossible for to report it:

141 Whither we walk't, or did we sit, or stand,

142 Quiver was ty'd to side and bow in hand;

143 So that none thought us to be mortall wights

144 But either Phœbus, or fair Phœbes's Knights.

145 There we admir'd to see the Salmond leap,

146 And overreach the waters mightie heap,

147 Which from a mountain falls, so high, and steep,

148 And tumbling down devals into the deep,

149 Making the boyling waters to rebound,

150 Like these great surges neere by Greenland found:

151 Yet these small fish ov'rcome these watrie mountains,

152 And kindely take them to their mother fountains,

153 With what affection everie creature tenders

154 The native soile! Hence comes great Iove remembers

155 His cradell Creet, and worthie more than he,

156 Let th'idle Cretians at their pleasure ly,

157 Even these most worthie Kings, of mightie race

158 Come of great Fergus, long to see the face

159 Of their deare Caledonia, whose soyle

160 Doth make their kindelie hearts within them boyle,

161 To view these fields where Martiall men of armes

162 Great monuments have rear'd, with loud alarmes

163 Of thundring trumpets, by a hundreth Kings

164 And seven, one Queen; what auncient Poet sings

165 The like descent of Princes, who their crowns

166 And scepters have bestow'd upon their sons

167 Or neerest kinsmen? Neither is it so

168 That this continued line had never fo^{[Author’s Notes 24]}

169 To interrupt the same, witnesse these standers

170 That bear the Romane Eagle, great commanders

171 Of most part of the glob, and cruell Danes

172 Victorious elsewhere, but not in our plaines,

173 Pights and old Britans; more than these to tell,

174 Who in the compasse of this Iland dwell

175 But, praisde be God, Britaine is now combinde

176 In faith and truth, one God, one King, one minde.

177 Let scoffers say that neither wyne nor oyle

178 (Whose want stay'd conquest) growes within this soyle:^{[Author’s Notes 25]}

179 Yet if gold, pearle, or silver better be,

180 As most men them account, it doth supplee:

181 Yea things more needfull for mans use it yeelds,

182 Heards, flocks, and cornes abound heere in our fields,

183 Wilde beasts in forrests, of all kindes in plentie,

184 Rare fowls, fruits, fishes, and what else is daintie;

185 Perpetuall fire; to speak it in a word,

186 The like no where is found, it doth afford.

187 Thus providence divine hath it ordained,

188 That humane commerce may be intertained,

189 All soyls should have, yet none brings all things forth,

190 Yea grounds most barren oft have greatest worth

191 Contained in their bowels: this to tell us,

192 Non omnia producit omnis tellus.

193 Hence comes that men their gold for yron change,

194 And so far from there native countries rainge,

195 Their softest silk for coursest canvasse give,

196 Because by commerce men do better live,

197 Then by such things their native grounds forth measure,

198 By traffike they do finde more gaine and pleasure:

199 Yea things more simple much more usefull are,

200 And for mans well more profitable far.

201 Thus yron serves for all brave arts, much more

202 Then gold, let Midas heap it up in store:

203 And canvasse serves for ventrous navigation,

204 Where silks are only for cloths green seek fashion,

205 And though wyne glad the heart, yet stirres it strife,

206 But graine the staffe is which sustaines our life:

207 So humane fellowship to intertaine,

208 Our fishes and our corners bring oile and wyne.

209 But above all our soile throughout all parts

210 Beares bravest Chiftans, with couragious hearts:^{[Author’s Notes 26]}

211 These be the bar of conquest, and the wall,

212 Which our most hatefull foes could never scall.

213 Would you behold one Hanniball o'returne

214 Fourscore of thousands? looke to Bannokburne:

215 Or would you see Xerxes his overthrow

216 And flight by boat? Edward the second know:

217 Or Carthaginian towres with all their mights

218 Destroy'd? view Camelon with faithlesse Pights:

219 Or would yee know great Castriot, whose bones

220 Could Martiall vertue give, dig'd from the stones,

221 Where he did buried ly? take for that part

222 The Brusse and Douglas, carrying his heart

223 Through many lands, intending it to have

224 Solemnly buried in the Holy-grave.

225 This heart though dead, within their hearts begetting

226 Brave hearts, 'gainst dangers their bold breasts outsetting.

227 Would you a King for zeale unto Gods house

228 Like Israels David? Our Saint David chuse.

229 Or know King James the first, like Iulius Cæsar,

230 Or Gregorie like Alexander; these are

231 With many more the worthies, whose renown

232 By martiall deeds have keeped close this crown.

233 Yea more to speak of such heroick themes,

234 Who knoweth not the worthie great King James

235 Of Britains union first; whose vertues great

236 Were more than equall to his royall seat;

237 Whose matchlesse wisedome, and most learned quill

238 Did nectar and ambrosia distill,

239 And ravisht with amazements all who heard him,

240 But most for active prudence all admir'd him.

241 Happie in all his life, whose worthie name

242 A peaceable Augustus did proclaime.

243 Who conquered more by wit, than by the sword,

244 And made all Europe muuhmuch regard his word.

245 And good King Charles the son of such a Father,

246 Thrise happie by thy Virgine Crown; yea rather

247 More happie, if more happinesse can be,

248 In earthly things, by thy high pedegrie;

249 But most of all by Heaven, which hath appointed

250 This maiden crown for thee, the Lords Anointed,

251 The man of his right hand, and for thy seed,

252 Which God mot blesse and all who shall proceed

253 Forth of thy loines, and stablish in thy place

254 So long as Sun and Moone shall run their race.

255 Then reigne, great Charles, our nostrels sweetest breath,

256 Long may thou reigne Defender of the Faith,

257 Inthron'd among these worthie peerlesse pearles,

258 And let all say, God save our good King Charles;

259 And deeply in his heart imprint that zeale,

260 To make the law supreame the peoples well.

261 What shall we speak of Martiall Chiftans more?

262 Of Gideons, and of Sampsons we have store,

263 Whom God did raise, for to defend our state

264 Miraculously, in times most desperate.

265 What braver Hector, or more brave Achilles

266 In Greece, or Phrygia, than Sir William Wallace?

267 And Iohn the Grahame, his mate, and brother sworn,

268 Whose living fame his name doth much adorn?

269 And if we list this subject more to handle,

270 What Governour like good Earle Thomas Randall?

271 Or doughtie Douglas with couragious heart,

272 Whose name wrought dreadfull terrour in each part?

273 But this heroick theme, so passing great,

274 Impossible it is all to relate,

275 Our worthie rulers even unto thir dayes

276 They do not want their own deserved praise,

277 Nor shall they for my part want due renown,

278 Vertue t'advance, and vice to trample down.

279 These be the wall of Gods own work and framing

280 Against our foes, and of his own maintaining,

281 Wherefore we blesse his holy Name that made us,

282 And pray that never forraine scepter lead us,

283 T'impose hard lawes, and tributaries make us,

284 To chastise us with scorpions, and to rake us;

285 And likewise pray, that Ajax-like, we would not

286 Undo our selves, which all our enemies could not.

287 But O dear Caledonia! What desire^{[Author’s Notes 27]}

288 Have all men who have heard thy fame t'admire

289 Thy monuments? How much more these who be

290 Thy sons, desire thy maiden soile to see?

291 Thy maiden castle, and fair Maiden burgh,

292 The stately winged Citie, which is through

293 All ages much renow'nd with streets so fair,

294 And palaces so mounted in the air

295 That if the deepnesse of imagination

296 Could limme a landskape by deep meditation,

297 Scarce could it match, where bravest youths abound,

298 And gravest counsellours are alwayes found:

299 Where Justice joineth hand with true Religion,

300 And golden vertue keep the middle region,

301 As register, where these acts are enrold,

302 Better than in Corinthian brasse or gold.

303 Let Poetaster-parasits, who fain,

304 And fawn, and crouch, and coutch, and creep for gain,

305 And, where no hope of gain is, huffe, and hur,

306 And bark against the Moone as doth a Cur;

307 Let such base curs, who nought but gobbets smell,

308 Wish the disgrac'd, and deeply sunk in hell

309 Whether themselves do go; yet shalt thou stand,

310 And see them ruin'd all that thee withstand:

311 God shall be-friend thy friends, and shall all those

312 Aray with shame that causelesse be thy foes:

313 Thou art this ancient Kingdomes bravest part,

314 For wit and worth thou art its hand and heart,

315 And who the Kingdomes compend brave would see

316 Needs do no more but survey take of thee.

317 Hence these desires fair Caledonias soile

318 To view, where bravest stratagems with toile

319 Have acted beene, hence comes these kindly wishes,

320 To see these fields, even like these kindly fishes,

321 Which we behold ov'rcome this mightie lin,

322 And seeke the fountaines where they did begin.

001 Thus as wee did behold the Salmond sporting,

002 Wee spyed some Countrie clowns to us resorting,^{[Author’s Notes 28]}

003 Who striken were with suddain admiration

004 To see us graithed in such antique fashion,

005 Their stairing eyes grew blinde, their tongues were dumb,

006 A chilling cold their senses did benumme.

007 Said we, What moves you Ghosts to look so griesly?

008 They scarcely muttering, answered, and not wisely,

009 Oft have we heard of such strange wights as yee,

010 But to this time we did them never see,

011 If yee be men or not, scarce can we tell,

012 Yee looke like men, yet none such heere do dwell.

013 Then said good Gall, Monsier, these fellowes stupid,^{[Author’s Notes 29]}

014 Doubtlesse take me for Mars, and you for Cupid;

015 Therefore let us be gone, we will not tarie,

016 Yon clownes will swear that they have seene the Farie

017 When they come home at night, and by the fire

018 Will tell such uncouth tales, all will admire,

019 Both man and wife, the laddes and all the lasses,

020 For be yee sure such clownes are verie asses.

021 Thence downe the river bank as we did walk,

022 And mirrielie began to chant and talk,

023 A prettie boat with two oares we espy'd

024 Fleeting upon the waters, then we cry'd,

025 HOW boatman come; two fisher men neerby

026 Thus answered us againe, And who doth cry?

027 Said we, Good friends, to favour us delay not,

028 The day is verie hot, and walk we may not,

029 Therefore your kindly courtesie implores,

030 To let us have these little pair of oares

031 For down the river we would make our way,

032 And land at Perth, With all our heart, said they,

033 For we likewise at Perth would gladly be,

034 Only we want such companie as yee.

035 All men were glad of us, none did refuse

036 What ever thing it pleasde us ask or chuse,

037 Then we inbarked with two boyes in train,

038 Who recollect our shafts, and these two men:

039 As down the river did we softlie slide,

040 The banks most sweetly smyld on other side:

041 To see the flowres our hearts did much rejoice

042 The banwort, dazie, and the fragrant rose;

043 Favonius in our faces sweetlie blew

044 His breath, which did our fainting sprits renew.

045 Then with Sicilian Muse can we dissemble

046 Our secret flammes, making our voices tremble;

047 While as we sweetlie sung kinde Amaryllis,

048 And did complaine of sowre-sweet lovely Phyllis,

049 So sadly, that the Nymphs of woods and mountains,

050 And these which haunt the plains and crystall fountains^{[Author’s Notes 30]}

051 Bare-legged to the brawns, armes bare and brest,

052 Like whitest evorie bare unto the waste,

053 The lillies and the roses of their faces

054 Running more pleasant made, their waveing tresses,

055 Well curled with the winde: all these drew nye

056 The waters brink, in song to keep reply,

057 Treading the flowres, When Gall them so espy'd

058 O! how he cast his eyes on either side.

059 And wish't t'have smeld one flowr, where they had traced,

060 Judge what he would have given to have embraced.

061 But chiefly Echo fettred was in love,

062 At everie word we spoke her tongue did move,^{[Author’s Notes 31]}

063 Then did we call, Sweet Nymph, pray thee draw nye?

064 She answeering us most willingly, said, I

065 Draw neere said Gall, for gladlie would I please thee,

066 Do not deny to heare me. She said ease thee,

067 Then comesweet Nymph, thy face faine would I know,

068 She quickly answering him againe, said, No.

069 Why so, said he? Heere is there no Narcissus.

070 To this her old loves Name did answer, kisse us.

071 Kisse us, said he, with all my heart, againe.

072 This is the thing I would: she answered, Gaine:

073 Gaine! such a gaine, said he, I crave alway;

074 No countenance she shews, yet answers ay;

075 And bashfuly obscures her blushing face,

076 Lest from Cephisus son she finde disgrace.

077 But if that she had known Gals tender minde,

078 She had not prov'd so bashfull and unkinde.

079 When ended were our songs with perfite close,

080 We thought it best to merrie be in prose;

081 Then seriously and truely to discourse,

082 Of diverse maters grave, we fell by course,

083 But chiefly of this blinde worlds practice bad,^{[Author’s Notes 32]}

084 Preferring unto learning any trade.

085 For these evill times hold not in such account

086 Men learned, as the former ages wont:

087 But if the worth of learning well they knew,

088 Good Gall (quoth I) they would make much of you,

089 In Poetrie so skild, and so well red^{[Author’s Notes 33]}

090 In all antiquitie, what can be said

091 Whereof you fluently can not discourse,

092 Even like the current of this rivers course?

093 Things absent you can present make appear,

094 And things far distant; as if they were near,

095 Things senselesse unto them give sense can yee,

096 And make them touch, taste, smell, and heare, and see:

097 What can not Poets do? They life can give

098 And after fatall stroke can make men live;

099 And if they please to change their tune or note,

100 They'le mak mens names on earth to stink and rote.

101 Who did fixe Hercules amongst the stars?

102 And Diomedes for his wit in wars

103 Made equall to the gods? But odious

104 For vice Thersites vile, and Sisyphus?

105 These were th'immortall muses, who do sing,

106 As vice and vertue do their subjects bring,

107 Therefore this counsell wisedome doth impart you,

108 Flee filthie vice and intertaine fair vertue.

109 Yet 'tis not so that everie spirit fell

110 Whose wicked tongue is set on fire of Hell,

111 Nor everie Momus, nor Archilochus,

112 Whose mouths do vomite venome poysonous,

113 Hath inspiration of the sacred Muses,

114 Such wickednesse th'Aonian band refuses:

115 But he who vice most gravely censure can,

116 And vertues praise advance in any man

117 With perfect numbers, such one is a Poet,

118 But in thir dayes, alace, few men do know it,

119 Like my dear Gall: who gravely did reply

120 A good Mecaenas lets not Poets die,

121 Poets make men on gold wing'd fame to flie

122 When lands with losse; life chang'd with death shall be.

123 As we thus talk'd our berge did sweetly passe

124 By Scones fair pallace, sometimes Abbay was:

125 Strange change indeed, yet is it no new guyse,

126 Both spirituall lands and more to temporise.

127 But pallace fair, which doth so richly stand,

128 WhereWith gardens, orchards, parks on either hand,

129 Where flowres, and fruits, the hart, and fallow deere,

130 For smell, for taste, for venison and cheere,

131 The nose, the mouth, and palate which may please,

132 For gardine chambers for delight and ease,

133 Damask't with porphyrie and alabaster,

134 Thou art not subject for each Poetaster,

135 But for a Poet, Master in his art,

136 Which thee could whole descrive, and everie part,

137 So to the life, as t'were in perspective,

138 As readers that they see thee might beleeve.

139 Meane while our boat doth with the river slide

140 The countrie Nymphs who in these parts abide,

141 With many a shout moving both head and hand

142 Did us invite, that we would come a land.

143 Not now, said we; and think it not disdaine

144 For we do promise for to come againe,

145 And view where some time stood your Cathedrall,

146 And mount, which Omnis terra you do call.^{[Author’s Notes 34]}

147 Just by this time we see the bridge of Tay

148 O happie sight indeed, was it that day;

149 A bridge so stately, with elleven great arches,

150 Joining the south and north, and commoun march is

151 Unto them both, a bridge of squared stone,

152 So great and fair; which when I think upon,

153 How in these dayes it did so proudly stand,

154 Ov'rlooking both the river and the land;

155 So fair, so high, a bridge for many ages

156 Most famous; But alace, now through the rages

157 Of furious swelling waters, thrown in deep,

158 Mine heart for sorrow sobs, mine eyes do weep.

159 And if my tongue should cease to cry and speak,

160 Undoubtedlie my grief-swoln heart would break.

161 But courage, Monsier, my good Genius sayes,

162 Remember yee not how Gall in those dayes

163 Did you comfort, lest melancholious fits

164 Had you opprest, your spleen so neerelie sits,

165 And told you in the yeer threescore thirteene

166 The first down-fall this Bridge did ere sustaine,

167 By ruine of three arches nixt the town,

168 Yet were rebuilt. Thereafter were thrown down

169 Five arches in the yeer fourescore and two,

170 Reedified likewise, and who doth know

171 Monsier, but ah, mine heart can scarcelie sober!

172 Even that great fall the fourteenth of October,

173 Six hundred twentie one, repaird may bee,

174 And I do wish the same that I might see:

175 For Britaines Monarch will it sure repair,

176 Courage therefore, Monsier, do not despare;

177 Is't credible to bee believ'd or told,

178 That these our Kings, who did possesse of old

179 Scotland alone, should such a work erect

180 And Britaines mightie Monarch it neglect?

181 Absurd it is to think, much more to speak it;

182 Therefore good Monsier yee do far mistake it;

183 For never had yee King was more inclinde

184 To do great works; nor of a braver minde,

185 Providing he can have due information,

186 His word will prove of powerfull operation:

187 For Kings are Gods on Earth, and all their actions

188 Do represent th'Almighties great perfections.

189 Thus Gals sweet words often do me comfort,

190 And my good Genius truely doth report

191 Them unto me, else sure my splene should wholly

192 Be overcome with fits of melancholie;

193 Therefore I courage take, and hope to see

194 A bridge yet built, although I aged be,

195 More stately, firme, more sumptuous, and more fair,

196 Then any former age could yet compare:

197 Thus Gall assured me it would be so,

198 And my good Genius truely doth it know:

199 For what we do presage is not in grosse,

200 For we be brethren of the Rosie Crosse;

201 We have the Mason word, and second sight,

202 Things for to come we can foretell aright;

203 And shall we show what mysterie we meane,

204 In fair acrosticks CAROLUS REX, is seene

205 Describ'd upon that bridge, in perfect gold:

206 By skilfull art; this cleerelie we behold,

207 With all the Scutcheon of great Britaines King,

208 Which unto Perth most joyfull news shall bring,

209 Loath would we be this mysterie to unfold

210 But for King Charles his honour we are bold.

211 And as our Boat most pleasantly did passe^{[Author’s Notes 35]}

212 Upon the cristall river, clear as glasse,

213 My dearest Gall, quoth I, long time I spend

214 Revolving from beginning to the end

215 All our records, yet searching can not finde

216 First when this bridge was built; therefore thy minde

217 Faine would I know: for I am verie sorie

218 Such things should be omitted in our storie.

219 Monsier, said Gall, things many of that kinde

220 To be omitted often do we finde:

221 Yea time hath also greatest works destroyed,

222 Wherein the learn'dest pennes have beene imployed.

223 But if that I should tell what I do know,

224 An ancient storie I could to you show,

225 Which I have found in an old manuscript,

226 But in our late records is overslipt,

227 Which storie no lesse probable is, than true,

228 And, my good Monsier, I will show it you.

229 I leave to speak what Hollinshed hath told

230 Of Cunidag, was Britaine king of old,

231 The time Vzziah was of Iuda king,

232 And Ieroboam did ov'r Israel reigne,

233 Ere Rome a citie was yeers fourtie five,

234 Ere sons of Rhea did for masterie strive,

235 How that this Heathen built three cels of stone,

236 To Mercurie at Bongor built he one,

237 His way for to direct: then to Apollo

238 At Cornuel another did he hallow,

239 For favourable response: the third to Mars,

240 Where Perth now stands, for to assist his wars.

241 But good Monsier this storie is too old,

242 Therefore I leave the rest of it untold,

243 The time will not permit me to out-read it,

244 I'm sure in Hollinshed yee often read it.

245 I will a storie of no lesse credite tell,

246 In after ages truely what befell.

247 When mightie Romaines came into this soile,

248 With endlesse labour and undaunted toile,

249 After great conflicts and uncertaine chance

250 Of Fortunes dye, they did in armes advance,

251 At length unto these parts where Perth doth stand

252 Under the conduct and victorious hand

253 Of that most valiant Chieftain of great fame

254 Brave Iulius Agricola by Name.

255 And there hard by a river side they found

256 The fairest and most pleasant plot of ground,

257 That since by bank of Tiber they had beene,

258 The like for beautie seldome had they seene,

259 Of eighteene hundreth paces good, in length,

260 From Muretowne brays to foot of Carnaks strength,

261 King of the Pights, which stood on Moredune hill,

262 The foot thereof from Friers dwelt thereintill

263 Now named is, in breadth eight hundreth paces,

264 Painted with white, red, yellow flowrie faces,

265 So equall fair; which when they did espy,

266 Incontinent they Campus Martius cry,

267 And as an happie presage they had seene,

268 They fixt their tents amidst that spatious greene,

269 Right where now Perth doth stand, and cast their trenches

270 Even where Perths fowsies are, between these inches,

271 The south and north, and bastalies they make,

272 The power and strength of Scots, and Pights to brake,

273 Who presently would fight, by wise cunctation

274 They frustrat all their hope and expectation:

275 For well this most victorius Romaine knew

276 T'abate his Enemies rage and courage too.

277 Finding the place even to their hearts desire,

278 With grasse for pasture stor'd, and wood for fire,

279 The river likewise verie opportune

280 For lighter vessels to passe up and downe,

281 And correspondence with their Navie make,

282 As Souldiers wise, they all occasions take,

283 And do conclude to winter in that place,

284 To foile their foes, by voluntarie chace.

285 Meane while couragiously they do advise

286 A bridge to build, for further enterprise,^{[Author’s Notes 36]}

287 Then forthwith fall they with redoubling stroaks

288 To fell the tall firre trees, and aged oaks;

289 Some square the timber with a stretched line,

290 Some do the tenons, and the morties joine,

291 Some frame an ovall, others make a cub,

292 Some cut a section, other some do grub,

293 Some with great compasse semicircles forme,

294 Some drive the wadges, painfullie some worme,

295 Some do hoyse up the standers, others fixe them;

296 And some lay goodly rafters ov'r betwixt them;

297 What strength or skill can work, from point to point

298 They cunningly contrive with angular joint,

299 And do most strongly binde these contignations,

300 To make them stand against all inundations.

301 All men are set on frame, all hands are working,

302 And all ingines are bussied without irking.

303 Thus in short space, a bridge they strongly make,

304 With passage fair; and for their safeties sake

305 A mightie strength to be, they frame withall,

306 On either end, a bridge to lift and fall,

307 That souldiers might within it keep at ease,

308 Admitting, or repelling, as they please

309 Thus fortified, lest that they should neglect

310 Due honour to their gods, they did erect

311 To Mars a temple, rather did restore

312 The temple built by Cunidag before:

313 For time on all things worketh demolition,

314 And heathen men maintaine like superstition.

315 Then did this valiant chiftaine name the river

316 In Italies remembrance Neo-Tiber.

317 Which afterwards it kept for many a day,

318 How long I know not, now its called Tay.

319 Likewise an house of mightie stone he framed,

320 From whence our Castell-gavell, as yet is named.

321 And, if Domitian had not cald him home,

322 I think he should have built another Rome.

323 But all these monuments were worne away

324 Ere did King William Perths foundation lay,

325 Only Mars temple stood upon that greene,

326 And th'house built by Agricola was seene,

327 And some characters cunningly incisde

328 With Iulius Agricola imprisde

329 In solid marmor, and some print was found,

330 Where camped had an armie, and the ground

331 Where there had beene a bridge: all which did yeeld

332 Occasion to King William for to beild,

333 After old Bertha's overthrow, that citie,

334 These ancient walls, and famous bridge; ah pitie

335 If they were as! But what doth not the rage

336 Of men demolish and consuming age?

337 For good King William seeing where had beene

338 Of old a passage, forthwith did ordaine

339 A mightie bridge of squaired stone to be.

340 These famous wals and fusies which we see,

341 Perth his chief strength to make, and seat of power

342 Did with most ample priviledge indue her.

343 These be the first memorials of a bridge,

344 Good Monsier, that we truely can alledge.

345 Thus spake good Gall and I did much rejoice

346 To heare him these antiquities disclose;

347 Which I remembring now, of force must cry,

348 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

001 This time our boat passing too nigh the land,

002 The whirling streame did make her run on sand,

003 Aluif, we cry'd, but all in vain, t'abide,

004 We were constrain'd, till flowing of the tide.

005 Then Master Gall, quod I, even for my blessing

006 Now let us go, the pretious pearles a fishing,^{[Author’s Notes 37]}

007 Th'occasion serveth well, while heere we stay

008 To catch these mussels, you call toyts of Tay:

009 It's possible, if no ill eye bewitch us

010 We jewels finde, for all our dayes t'enrich us:

011 The waters here are shald, and clear, and warme,

012 To bath our armes and lims will do no harme,

013 For these sweet streames have power to bring back

014 Our spirits which in outward parts make slake

015 Our naturall strength, but when these sprits retire

016 They multiplie our heat and inbred fire,

017 Helping our vitall, and our naturall parts,

018 Our lungs, our levers, stomachs, and our hearts,

019 And mightily refrigerat our reanes,

020 But above all they do refresh our spleans.

021 For such a bathing bravely doth expell

022 Melancholie, which makes the splean toswellto swell.

023 More than it should, causing an atrophie,

024 That we like skelets rather seeme to be

025 Then men, and Atropos appears to laugh,

026 Thinking we look liker an Epitaph,

027 Then marriage song; likewise it doth us make

028 Both supper and collation freshly take.

029 Content said Gall: Then off our shoes we drew,

030 And hose, and from us we our doublets threw,

031 Our shirt sleeves wreathing up, without more speeches,

032 And high above our knees pulling our breeches,

033 In waters go, then streight mine armes I reach

034 Unto the ground, whence cleaverly I fetch

035 Some of these living pearled shels, which do

036 Excell in touching and in tasting too,

037 As all who search do by experience try,

038 And we oftimes; therewith I lowdlie cry,

039 Good Master Gall, behold I found a pearle,

040 A Jewell, I assure you, for an Earle.

041 Be silent, said good Gall, or speak at leasure,

042 For men will cut your throat to get your treasure,

043 If they its worth did know so well as I.

044 Harpocrates my patience will try,

045 Said I againe, for I am not like such

046 Who hurd their treasure and their speach asmuchas much.

047 But Gall, to stay long, no wayes could be mov'd

048 This element, said he, I never lov'd.

049 To land: on goeth our cloaths, alongst the way

050 Then did we go, and taking cleare survey

051 How proper Perth did stand, one might have drawn

052 Its landship fair, on paper, or on lawn.

053 Good Gall, said I, ofttimes I heard of old^{[Author’s Notes 38]}

054 To be of truth these things ere while you told:

055 But of these wals I doubt that which you said

056 That good King William their foundations layd.

057 Their founding is more late, I you assure;

058 That we from strangers rage may be secure,

059 They builded were, even then when Iames did reigne

060 The second, and in minor age was king,

061 Vpon a bloodie slaughter, I hear tell,

062 Which twixt our town and highland men befell;

063 For taking, as the custome was, a staig

064 At Midsummer; said Gall, Monsier, you vaig.

065 Which word indeed my spleane almost did move:

066 Then Gall, said I, if that I did not love

067 You most intirely, I would be offended.

068 Said he, good Monsier, Would you have it mended?

069 Then I that storie will you truely tell,

070 And if I faile so much as in a spell,

071 Speak all your pleasure, I my peace shall hold,

072 And grant my tongue in speaking was too bold:

073 Therefore Monsier, be not so much annoy'd,

074 These walls have oft been built, and oft destroy'd

075 And stratagems of war have acted been,

076 As worthie as the world hath heard or seene.

077 By Sojours as good as the Earth hath born,

078 This boldly to avow I dar be sworn:

079 Englands first Edwards three can shew the same,

080 And Scotlands Wallace, Bruce, and Stewarts fame,

081 Whose prowes within this Isle were not confin'd

082 The Netherlands and France scarce them contain'd,

083 Nor other parts of Europ, and it's cleare

084 What great exploits they bravelie acted heere,

085 These stories are well known, I must not slack,

086 For by and by the tide will call us back,

087 When Edward Langshanks Scotland did surprise,

088 The strengths first did he take, as Chiftaine wise,^{[Author’s Notes 39]}

089 But his cheif strength to keep both South and North

090 Low-lands and high-lands on this side of Forth,

091 Perth did he chuse, and stronglie fortifie

092 With garisons of foot and chavalrie.

093 And what the former times could not outred

094 In walls and fowsies; these accomplished.

095 Thereafter worthie Wallace first expell'd them,

096 And for to leave these wals by force compell'd them.^{[Author’s Notes 40]}

097 Whom after foughten was that fatall field

098 Wofull Falkirk, envie did force to yeeld

099 Up his governement; to Perth then came,

100 And in the Nobles presence quatte the same.

101 Leanfac'd envie doth often bring a nation

102 To civill discord, shame, and desolation.

103 Such bitter fruit we found, all to confusion

104 At once did run, was nothing but effusion

105 Of guiltlesse bloud: Our enemies did take

106 Our strengths again, and all things went to wrake,

107 Such was our wofull state, unto the time

108 The brave King, Robert Bruce, came to this clime,^{[Author’s Notes 41]}

109 Most happily, yet small beginnings had:

110 For many yeers before this land he fred

111 From enemies rage, till wisely he at length

112 By soft recoiling recollected strength;

113 Then came to Perth, and did the same besiege^{[Author’s Notes 42]}

114 And take; who through persuit and cruell rage

115 Kil'd Scots, and English all were in it found,

116 Brake down the walls, them equal'd to the ground.

117 But after this victorious King did die,

118 And brave Earle Thomas Randolf, by and by

119 All things perplexed were, the Baliol proud

120 With English forces both by land and floud^{[Author’s Notes 43]}

121 In Scotland came, arrived at Kinghorne,

122 And through the countrie mightily did sorne.

123 Our Governours, the Earles of Merche and Marre

124 Sufficient armies levying for warre

125 This pride for to represse, did fixe their tents

126 At Dupline camped Marre: mine heart it rents^{[Author’s Notes 44]}

127 To tell the wofull event, in the night

128 This Earle and all his hoste surprisde by sleight,

129 Yee know the storie, all to death neer brought,

130 The Englishmen on Scots such butcheries wrought.

131 Thus Baliol proud to Perth did make his way,

132 The city all secure ere break of day

133 For to surprise, naked of walls and men,

134 As pray most easie did obtaine, and then

135 To fortifie the same, in haste, did call,

136 Go cast the fousie, and repair the wall.

137 The Earle of Merch, hearing the wofull chance,

138 Incontinent his armie did advance

139 To Perth, hoping the same he might regaine,

140 Did straitly it besiege, but all in vaine,

141 He forc'd was to reteir; Baliol to Scone

142 Then went, was crown'd, rather usurp'd the crown.

143 By these fair Fortuns having gain'd a faction,

144 Not for the countreyes peace, but for distraction

145 Did overswey the ballance, none with reason

146 Durst call the Baliols enterprise a treason,

147 Because it had good successe; so doth reele

148 Th'inconstant course of giddie Fortunes wheele.

149 Constant in changes of blindfolded chance.

150 Meane while King David Bruce did flee to France

151 As yet a child, his tender life to save

152 From tyrannizing Baliols bloodie glave.

153 Baliol install'd, in guarding leaves the town

154 To some true traitours, not true to the crown.^{[Author’s Notes 45]}

155 Hereafter Nobles and commons all combinde

156 Whose kin wer kild at Dupline, in one minde

157 Aveng'd to be, did come in awfull maner

158 Unto the citie, with displayed banner;

159 And strongly it beseige three months and more,

160 Till strong assault, and famine, urgeing sore,

161 Forc'd them to yeeld, the traitours openly kild

162 The wals were raz'd againe, and fousies fild.^{[Author’s Notes 46]}

163 Yet Baliol once more did obtaine the same,

164 And with new Fortunes much advance his name

165 But who doth not finde Fortunes fickle chance?

166 Whom erewhile she so highly did advance

167 To hold a scepter, and to weare a crown,

168 Now tyrannizing proudly pesters down:

169 King Edward came with fiftie thousand brave

170 To Perth, the Baliol, lead as captiv'd slave.^{[Author’s Notes 47]}

171 Trust not in Kings, nor Kingdomes, nor applause

172 Of men, the World's a sea that ebbes and flowes,

173 A wheele that turnes, a reele that alwayes rokes

174 A bait that overswallowed men choaks.

175 Seditions rise againe, this Edward Windsore

176 With greater forces came, and made a winde sore

177 To blow through Scotland, minding a new conquest,

178 Did all things overwhelme, even as a tempest

179 Castles ov'rcome, strongly beligger Perth

180 It take, rebuild her wals, all thrown to Earth,

181 Upon the charges of sex Abacies,

182 With bulwarks, rampiers, rounds, and bastilies

183 Of squared stone, with towres and battlements,

184 Houses for prospect, and such muniments,

185 For strong defence, clouses and water fals,

186 With passage fair to walk upon the wals,

187 And spacious bounds within sojours to dreele,

188 To merch, to string, to turne about, and wheele.

189 These were the Abacies, Couper, Landores,

190 Balmerinoch, Dumfermling, Saint Androes,

191 And Aberbrotok; who these works did frame,

192 For merite, and for honour of their name:

193 Such zeale had they, though blinde; ah now a-dayes

194 Much knowledge is profest, but zeale decayes.

195 Thus was the citie strongly fortified,^{[Author’s Notes 48]}

196 Till Robert the first Stuart first assayed

197 With foure great armies, yet by force repell'd

198 And after three months sage with grief compell'd

199 To sound retreat, Douglas meane while in Tay

200 Most happ'ly did arrive: then they assay

201 To reinforce the charge, and with munition

202 For batterie new prepard, and demolition,

203 Most furiously assault, a month and more,

204 Yet nothing could availe their endevoure,

205 Untill the Earle of Rosse with new supplie

206 Did fortifie the leaguer, and drew by

207 The water, which the wall did compasse round,

208 By secret conduits, and made dry the ground.

209 Then after sharp assault, and much bloud spended,

210 Bravely pursued, and no lesse well defended,

211 Finding themselves too weak who were within

212 More to resist, to parlie they begin,^{[Author’s Notes 49]}

213 And treat of peace; both parties jump in one,

214 With bag and baggage that they should be gone,

215 And so it was: The citie they surrender

216 No English since hath been thereof commander.

217 Read George Buchanane Boëce, Master Mair

218 These histories they word for word declare.

219 After this seige the wals some part thrown down

220 But were not wholly razde, to keep the town

221 In some good sort, readie for peace or war,

222 If not a bulwark, yet some kinde of bar.

223 Thus did they stand, untill these heighland men

224 Amidst their furie kil'd a Citizen;^{[Author’s Notes 50]}

225 A Citizen to kill, an odious thing

226 It then was thought; no sacrifice condigne

227 Could expiat the same, though now each knave

228 Dar to account a citizen a slave;

229 No such conceat in all the World againe,

230 As proudlie-poor such fondlings do maintaine.

231 This suddaine slaughter made a great commotion,

232 The Burgesses without further devotion^{[Author’s Notes 51]}

233 As men with war inur'd, to armes do flie,

234 Upon these Heigh-land men aveng'd to be,

235 Which they performe, chaffed in minde as beares,

236 And do persue them unto Hoghmansstaires;

237 In memorie of this fight it hath the name,

238 For many men lay there, some dead, some lame,

239 On which occasion they gan fortifie,

240 And build these walls againe, as now we see;^{[Author’s Notes 52]}

241 Though not so brav'ly as they were before,

242 For that did far surpasse their endevour,

243 Yet some resemblance they do keep and fashion

244 For they be builded neere the old foundation.

245 These are the wals, Monsier, as I have shown,

246 Which often have beene built, ofttimes down thrown

247 With stratagems of war, fame hath renownd them,

248 And if not Mars, yet martiall men did found them.

249 But now, good Monsier, needs none more at all

250 Them to destroy: they of themselves will fall.

251 So said good Gall, and humbly begged leave

252 For that offence so rashly he did give.

253 Oh! if he were on life to say much more,

254 For so he was disposde some times to roare.

001 Yet bold attempt and dangerous, said I,^{[Author’s Notes 53]}

002 Upon these kinde of men such chance to try

003 By nature inhumaine, much given to blood,

004 Wilde, fierce, and cruell, in a disperat mood.

005 But no such danger, answer'd Master Gall,

006 As fearfullie you deeme, was there at all:

007 For Perth was then a citie made for war,

008 Her men were souldiers all, and bold to dar

009 Such motion attempt, a souldier keene

010 The smallest outrage hardly can susteene.

011 Many such stratagems declare I might,

012 Which Perth hath acted in defence of right:

013 How Ruthvens place, and Duplins, in one day^{[Author’s Notes 54]}

014 Were burn'd, or battell of the bridge of Tay,

015 With manly courage fought, where, kil'd were many,

016 Vpon the day sacred to Magdalené,

017 Five hundreth fourtie foure, for which she mournes,

018 And many times her cristall teares she turnes

019 In flouds of woes, remembring how these men

020 Were justly by their own ambition slaine,

021 Thinking to sack a town, some through despaire

022 Did overleap the bridge, and perish there:

023 Some borne on spears, by chance did swim a land.

024 And some lay swelting in the slykie sand,

025 Agruif lay some, others with eyes to skyes,

026 These yeelding dying sobs, these mournfull cryes.

027 Some by their fall were fixed on their spears,

028 Some swatring in the floud the streame down bears,

029 By chance some got a boat, What needs more words?

030 They make them oars of their two handed swords:

031 Some doubting what to do, to leap or stay,

032 Were trampled under foot as mirie clay;

033 Confusedly to fight and flee they thrimble,

034 The shifring spears thurst through their bodies tremble,

035 And strongly brangled in splents do quicklie flee,

036 The glistring sword is changed in crimson dye;

037 To wrak they go; even as the raging thunder,

038 Rumbling and rolling roundly, breaks asunder

039 A thick and dampish cloud, making a showre

040 Of crystall gems, on Earths dry bosome powre,

041 So broken was that cloud, the purpure bloud

042 In drops distilling, rather as a floud,

043 The dry and dustie ground doth warmely draine;

044 And dying bodies in their own blood staine,

045 Or as the comets, or such meteors driven

046 Or stars which do appear to fall from heaven:

047 So tumbling headlong spears in hand they traile;

048 As firie dragons, seeme to have a taile;

049 Or Phaëton, or some sulphureous ball,

050 So from the bridge in river do they fall.

051 I pray the Gall, quoth I, that storie show^{[Author’s Notes 55]}

052 Some things I heard of it, and more would know,

053 Tell it I pray. No, no, Gall did reply,

054 Lest I offend our neighbour town neerby,

055 When they shall hear how malice did provoke them,

056 Ambition them guide and avarice choak them;

057 Thinking upon our spoyles triumph to make,

058 And on th' occasion given our town to wrak,

059 With full commission purchast for the same,

060 T'intrude a Provest, else with sword and flame

061 All to destroy, given by the Cardinall,

062 At whose devotion then was govern'd all:

063 So in that morning soon by break of day

064 The town all silent did beset, then they

065 To clim the bridge begin and port to skall,^{[Author’s Notes 56]}

066 The chaines they break, and let the drawbridge fall;

067 The little gate of purpose was left patent

068 And all our Citizens in lanes were latent,

069 None durst be seene, the enemies to allure

070 Their own destruction justlie to procure;

071 Thus entringthrough,, though well straitly, one did call,

072 All is our owne, Come fellow-souldiers all,

073 Advance your Lordlie pace; take and destroy,

074 Build up your Fortunes; O with what great joy

075 These words were heard! Then did they proudly step

076 As men advanc'd on stilts, and cock their cap.

077 With roulling eyes they looke, and hand in side

078 Throwing their noses, snuffe, and with great pride

079 Selflooking set their brawnes, themselves admire

080 And doubting at their own hearts closely speare

081 If it be they; thus wondering do they pause

082 A prettie while, anone they quickly loose

083 With swifter pace; and turning round, they move

084 If there be any gazer to approve

085 Their great conceat; thus, inly fil'd with glie,

086 They wish their wife or mistres might them see:

087 Scorning Alcides, they his strength would try,

088 And in their braine the World they do defie.

089 With such brave thoughts they throng in through the port

090 Thinking the play of Fortune bairnely sport,

091 And as proud peacocks with their plumes do prank

092 Alongst the bridge they merche in battell rank,

093 Till they came to the gate with yron hands,

094 Hard by where yet our Ladies chappell stands,

095 Thinking to break these bars it made some hover,

096 Too strong they were, therefore some did leap over,

097 Some crept below, thus many passe in by them,

098 And in their high conceat they do defie them.

099 Forwards within the town a space they go,

100 The passage then was strait, as well ye know,

101 Made by a wall, having gain'd so much ground

102 They can exult: Incontinent did sound^{[Author’s Notes 57]}

103 A trumpet from a watchtowre; then they start,

104 And all their bloud doth strike into their heart;

105 A wondrous change! even now the bravest fellows

106 In their own fansies glasse, who came to quaile us

107 The vitall sprits their artires do containe,

108 Their panting hearts now scarcely can sustaine.

109 Our souldiurrssouldiours then, who lying were a darning,

110 By sound of trumpet having got a warning

111 Do kyth, and give the charge; to tell the rest

112 Yee know it well, it needs not be exprest,

113 Many to ground were born, great bloud was shed,

114 He was the prettiest man that fastest fled.

115 Yea happie had they been, if place had served

116 To flee, then doubtlesse more had been preserved.

117 Within these bars were kill'd above threescore

118 Upon the bridge and waters many more.

119 But most of all did perish in the chace,

120 For they pursued were unto the place,

121 Where all their baggage and their canon lay,

122 Which to the town was brought as lawfull prey.

123 What shall I more say? if more you would have,

124 I'le speake of these three hundreth souldiours brave,^{[Author’s Notes 58]}

125 Like these renown'd Lacedemonians,

126 Couragious Thebans, valiant 'Thespians'

127 Resolv'd to die, led by Leonidas,

128 Stop't Xerxes armie at Thermopylas.

129 Such were these men who for Religions sake,

130 A cord of hemp about their necks did take,

131 Solemnly sworn, to yeeld their lives thereby,

132 Or they the Gospels veritie deny:

133 Quiting their houses, goods, and pleasures all,

134 Resolv'd for any hazard might befall,

135 Did passe forth of the town in armes to fight,

136 And die, or they their libertie and light

137 Should lose, and whosoever should presume

138 To turn away that cord should be his doome.

139 Hence of Saint Iohnstoun riband came the word

140 In such a frequent use, when with a cord

141 They threaten rogues; though now all in contempt

142 It speak, yet brave and resolute attempt,

143 And full of courage, worthie imitation,

144 Deserving of all ages commendation

145 Made these men put it on, symbole to be,

146 They readie were for Christ to do or die.

147 For they were Martyrs all in their affection

148 And like to Davids Worthies in their action;

149 Therefore this cord should have beene made a badge

150 And signe of honour to the after age.

151 Even as we see things in themselves despised,

152 By such rare accidents are highlie prised,

153 And in brave skutsheons honourablie born,

154 With mottoes rare these symbols to adorn.

155 Thus some have vermine, and such loathsome swarmes,

156 Yet honourably borne are in their armes,

157 And some have myce, some frogs, some filthie rats,

158 And some have wolfs, and foxes; some have cats;

159 Yet honourable respect in all his had,

160 Though in themselves they loathsome be and bad,

161 Thus Millaine glories in the bainfull viper,

162 As none more honour misterie none deeper;

163 The auncient Gaules in toads, in lillies now

164 Metamorphosde: The Phrygians in their sow.

165 Athens their owle with th'Eagle will not barter,

166 And Honi soit who thinks ill of the garter.

167 What shall be said then of this rope or cord?

168 Although of all men it be now abhord,

169 And spoke of in disdaine, their ignorance

170 Hath made them so to speak, yet may it chance

171 When they shall know the truth, they will speak better,

172 And think of it as of a greater matter,

173 And truely it esteeme an hundreth fold

174 Of much more honour than a chaine of gold.

175 Thus may you see Monsier, men of renown

176 Of old time have possest this ancient town.

177 And yet this may we boast, even to this day

178 Men of good wit and worth do not decay;

179 For to this houre some footsteps still remaines

180 Of such couragious hearts and cunning braines.

181 Good Master Gall, quoth I, I know that well

182 Whereof you speak, and clearly can it tell,

183 For I did saysee these Men, being then of age

184 Some twelue or threttene years, a prettie page,

185 As easely you may guesse, and can you show

186 Some partiall poynts whereof you nothing know.

187 Nor are they written. Then answered Master Gall,

188 A witnesse such as you is above all

189 Exception, therefore show what you did see,

190 Or heare, good Monsier, Your antiquitie

191 Is of great credit: Master Gall, quoth I,

192 Much did I see, and much more did I try:

193 My Father was a man active, and wight

194 In those dayes, and who helped for to fight

195 The battell of the bridge: within few yeeres

196 Thereafter was I borne, then all our quires

197 And convents richly stood, which I did see

198 With all their pomp; but these things told to me

199 First will I shew; a storie of much ruth

200 How that our Martyrs suffered for the truth^{[Author’s Notes 59]}

201 Of Christs blest Gospell, on Pauls holy day

202 Before the fight was of the bridge of Tay

203 In that same yeere; the sillie Governour

204 Led by the craftie Cardinall, with power

205 Held judgement on these men, and under trust

206 Condemned them; nothing their bloudie lust

207 Could satiat: The Citizens made sure

208 Their neighbours should nor losse nor skaith indure,

209 Go to their homes, forthwith the Cardinall

210 Causde lead them unto execution all.

211 And from the Spey towre window did behold

212 Doome execut, even as his Cleargie would:

213 Which treacherous fact did so enrage the town,

214 No credit more to black, white, nor gray gown

215 After these dayes was given: Thus in the place

216 Where malefactors end their wicked race,

217 These innocents do make a blessed end,

218 And unto God their sprits they recommend,

219 In witnesse of the faith, for which they die,

220 And by the Sprit of truth did prophesie

221 These words, looking and pointing with the hand

222 Towards our Monasteries, which then did stand

223 Most sumptuously adorn'd with steples, bels,

224 Church ornaments, and what belongeth else,

225 "These foxes which do lurke within these holes,

226 "Delighting in the earth like blinded moles,

227 "Drown'd in their lusts, and swimming in their pleasures

228 "Whose God their belly, whose chief joy their treasures;

229 "Who caused have our death, shall hunded be

230 "Forth of these dens, some present heere shall see

231 "The same ere it be long, then shall yee say,

232 "Its for Gods truth that we have dyed this day.

233 "And all these sumptuous buildings shall be cast

234 "Down to the earth, made desolat, and wast:

235 "This to performe Gods zeale shall eat men up,

236 "To fill the double potion in their cup:

237 "The apples then of pleasure, which they loved

238 "And lusted after, shall be all removed.

239 "Yea scarcely shall they finde a hole to hide

240 "Their heads (thus by the Sprite they testified.)

241 "And in that day true Pastours shall the Lord

242 "Raise up to feed his flock, with his pure word,

243 "And make Christs people by peculiar choice

244 "Dignosce the sheepheards from the hyrelings voice.

245 Which as they did foretell did come to passe

246 Some sixteene yeeres or thereby, more or lesse,

247 Thus with cleare signes, by Gods own Sprit exprest,

248 In full assurance of heavens blesse they rest.

249 Meane while Saint Catharins Chaplan standing by,

250 Wringing his eyes and hands, did often cry,^{[Author’s Notes 60]}

251 Alace, alace, for this unhappie turn,

252 I feare for it one day we shall all mourn,

253 And that by all it shall be plainlie said,

254 That we blind guides the blinded long have led;

255 Some Churchmen there, bad pack him heretick,

256 Else certainelie they should cause burne him quicke,

257 This done, friends take their bodies and with mourning

258 Do carie them towards the town, returning

259 With heavie hearts, them to this chappell bring,

260 But no Soule Masse nor Dirigé durst sing.

261 Yet this good Priest did lay them on the altar,

262 And all night read the pistle, and the psalter,

263 With heart devote, and sad; from th'evening vapers,

264 Placing upon the altar burning tapers

265 Unto the dawning: exequies thus ended.

266 Their bodies to the Earth are recommended.

267 This Chapell some time stood by our theater,

268 Where I my self sprinkled with holie water,

269 After these dayes did often heare the Messe

270 Albeit I knew not what it did expresse,

271 But this I saw, a man with a shaven crown,

272 Raz'd beard, and lips, who look't like a baboun,

273 Perfum'd with odours, and in Priestlie vestures,

274 Did act this mimik toy with thousand gestures;

275 A misterie indeed, nor which no fable

276 Acted on stage to make you laugh more able.

277 After these innocents were martyred thus

278 As you have heard, Churchmen were odious,

279 And, when occasion serv'd, so did they finde,

280 For, so soone as did blow a contrare winde,

281 The houre was come, and then our Knox did sound,

282 Pull down their idols, throw them to the ground.^{[Author’s Notes 61]}

283 The multitude, even as a spear, did rush then

284 In poulder beat; and cald them all Nehushtan.

285 Our blak Friers Church and place, white friers, and gray

286 Prophan'd, and cast to ground were in one day.

287 The Charterhouse like a Citadale did hold^{[Author’s Notes 62]}

288 Some two dayes more, untill these newes were told

289 We should be raz'd and sackt, and brought to ground,

290 Not so much as a footstep should be found

291 Where was such citie; neither sexe, nor age

292 Should saved be, untill the cruell rage

293 Of fire and sword should satiat that moud,

294 Quenching the fire with Citizens owne bloud

295 And with destructions besome sweep from station,

296 And saw with sault; perpetuall desolation

297 To signifie: These newes made great commotion,

298 The fearfull people ran to their devotion:

299 Doctrine and prayers done, chief men advise,

300 To take in hand first what great enterprise.

301 Said one, This place hard by our town doth stand

302 A mightie strength, which easely may command,

303 And wrake our citie, therefore let us go

304 In time, and to the ground it overthrow,

305 For sure our Enemies will possesse the same,

306 And us from thence destroy with sword and flame,

307 Even at their pleasure. Then they all conclude

308 In armes to rise; and rushing as a floud

309 Which overflowes the banks, and headlongs hurles

310 The strongest bulwarks with devouring whirles,

311 Swallowing the mightie ships them overwhelme,

312 Nothing availes his skill that guides the helme;

313 Even so the multitude in armes arise

314 With noise confusde of mirth and mourning cryes

315 For that fair Palace, then sexscore nine yeeres

316 Which had continued; turning of the spheres

317 The fatall period brought, to ground it must,

318 And all its pomp and riches turne to dust.

319 Even as these Martyrs truelie did foretell

320 In everie point the judgement so befell.

321 Towres fall to ground, Monks flee to hide their heads,

322 Nothing availe their rosaries and beads;

323 Then all men cry'd, Raze raze, the time is come,

324 Avenge the guiltlesse bloud, and give the doome.

325 Courage to give was mightilie then blown

326 Saint Iohnstons huntsup, since most famous known^{[Author’s Notes 63]}

327 By all Musitians, when they sweetlie sing

328 With heavenly voice, and well concording string.

329 O how they bend their backs and fingers tirle!

330 Moving their quivering heads their brains do whirle

331 With diverse moods; and as with uncouth rapture

332 Transported, so doth shake their bodies structure:

333 Their eyes do reele, heads, armes, and shoulders move:

334 Feet, legs, and hands and all their parts approve

335 That heavenlie harmonie: while as they threw

336 Their browes, O mightie straine! that's brave! they shew

337 Great phantasie; quivering a brief some while,

338 With full consent they close, then give a smile,

339 With bowing bodie, and with bending knee,

340 Me think I heare God save the Companie.

341 But harmonie which heavens and earth doth please

342 Could not our Enemies furious rage appease;

343 Cruell Erinnis reignes destruction shoring,

344 Ten thousand souldiours like wilde Lyons roaring

345 Against our town do merch, fame desolation

346 Proclaimes; the church then nam'd the Congregation

347 Makes for defence: But ah the Burghs distractions!

348 Papists and Protestants make diverse factions;

349 The town to hold impossible they finde,

350 The fields to take they purpose in their minde,

351 Factions within, munition, victuall scarce,

352 Hardly to hold eight dayes they finde by search.

353 Amids these doubts these valiant fellowes come

354 In armes aray'd, and beatting of the drum,

355 With coards about their necks, Come, come, they cry,

356 We be the men who are resolv'd to die.

357 First in this quarrell; we to death will fight,

358 So long as courage will afford us might,

359 And who so yeeldes alive, this tow portends

360 Streight must he hing where did our dearest friends

361 Who suffered for the truth, nothing we skunner,

362 This certainlie we count our chiefest honour.

363 Thus as Manasses half tribe, Ruben, Gad

364 Do leave their cattell, and mount Gilead,

365 Before their brethren over Iordan go,

366 In armes to fight against their cursed fo;

367 So these three hundred do abandon quite

368 Their citie, houses, goods, and chief delite,

369 Resolv'd to die all for the Gospels light,

370 Armed before their brethren merch to fight;

371 And having gain'd a place meet to abide,

372 Their enemies to resist, courage they cride,

373 Be merrie fellowes all, leave sad complaints,

374 Dine cheerefullie, for sup we shall with Saints.

375 Fame spreads the brave attempt, all martiall hearts

376 Inflam'd with divine zeale flock to these parts

377 From places most remote, in armes they rise

378 T'assist the matchlesse happie enterprise.

379 God giveth hearts to Men, and mightiest things

380 By weakest meanes he to confusion brings:

381 Our enemies ears are fild that all our feare

382 Was into courage turned from despare;

383 Their fierie rage is quencht, their hearts do faile,

384 Where God forsakes nought doth mans strength availe.

385 Then what their open force could not work out,

386 By sleight they endevour to bring about,

387 They treat of peace: peace flees with joyfull wings,

388 But under it was hatcht most lewd designes

389 When time should serve: But he whose thought doth rule

390 This Worlds great frame their madnesse did controule;

391 And gratiouslie through his aboundant pitie

392 Preserv'd our Innocents, and sav'd our citie.

393 When by small means they found themselves confounded

394 Even to their verie heart roots were they wounded:

395 Then they began to raile, and shew their passion,

396 Saying, Such riband's meet for such profession.

397 And in contempt, when any rogue thy see,

398 They say, Saint Iohnstouns Ribands meet for thee.

399 Or any fellow resolute in minde

400 For some great act, this riband fit they finde

401 For such a one, Thus time made all men use

402 This word, and ignorance through time t'abuse,

403 For everie bad conceat, which for Religion

404 Was stoutlie undertaken in this region:

405 Which I did see, and heare, and well do know,

406 And for your life the paralel me show

407 In all the World; except Leonidas

408 The rest, without a third I overpasse.

409 Thus our Saint Iohnstons riband took the name

410 Whereof we have no reason to think shame.

411 Our Shipper heerwith cald, HOW, turn aback,

412 The waters flow, and tide doth quickly make,

413 Therefore of this to speak more was no leasure,

414 For winde and tide (you know) stay no mans pleasure.

415 With post haste to our bearge we make our way,

416 The day far spent, longer we might not stay;

417 Our ship now fairlie fleeting comes a land,

418 Two skilfull rowers take the oares in hand

419 We reembarked, down the river slide,

420 Which was most pleasant with the flowing tide,

421 The bridge drawes nigh where contrare streams do run,

422 Take heed shipper, said we, these dangers shun,

423 The whirling streame will make our boat to cowp,

424 Therefore let's passe the bridge by Wallace loup.

425 Which when we did behold, 'mongst other things^{[Author’s Notes 64]}

426 We much admir'd who lent his feet such wings:

427 Empedocles may leap in Aetna burning,

428 In Tiber leap may Cocles home returning,

429 The one burnes in flame, th'other falls in flood

430 But Wallace overleaping makes all good.

431 When we these Heaven-like arches had survey'd

432 We admird in th'air these hinging stones what stay'd.^{[Author’s Notes 65]}

433 Then thus said Gall; these on their centers stay,

434 As on their bases fixt, and all their sway

435 They presse toward the same, a wondrous thing,

436 Albeit the Center in the air doth hing,

437 Yea diverse circles sections diverse wayes

438 Tend to their proper centers, as their stayes;

439 So these two sections do conjoine in one,

440 To make the arch, and finisht in a cone,

441 As everie peace these bowing arches bends,

442 It rightlie pointing to the center tends.

443 So heavens respect the earth, and all their powers

444 Together in her bosome strongly powres,

445 Which is their center, roote, and sure pedestall

446 The stedfast base whereon this World doth rest all.

447 Thus mans ingine Gods works doth imitate

448 And skilfull Art doth nature emulat.

449 As Archimedes in a sphere of glasse

450 The worlds great fabrick lively did expresse,

451 With all the stars fixt in the azure heaven,

452 And all the motions of the wandring seven,

453 Moving about a fixed point or center,

454 Observing houres, dayes, months, summer, and winter.

455 Even so the arches of this bridge proclaime,

456 And shew the building of the starrie frame:

457 But now all lost, needs Archimedes skill,

458 Oh if it were supplied by Master Mylne!

459 Thus having past the bridge, our oares we bend

460 To shore, so this day voyage made an end.

001 As we arrived at our Ladies steps,

002 Incontinent all men reverst their capes,

003 Bidding us welcome home, and joining hand,

004 They ask from whence we came, and from what land?

005 Said we, Some curious catching everie winde^{[Author’s Notes 66]}

006 Do run through sea and land to either Inde,

007 And compassing the glob, in circuit role,

008 Some new found lands to search beneath each pole,

009 Or Memphis, wonders, or the Pharian tower,^{[Author’s Notes 67]}

010 Or walls which shew the Babylonian power;

011 Or hung in th'air the Mausolean frame,

012 Or statelie' temple of the Trivian dame,

013 The Rhodian Colossus, and the grove,

014 Where stood the statue of Olympian Iove,

015 With endlesse toile and labour passe to see,

016 Or if in all this world more wonders be,

017 They search the same, and so they stoutlie boast,

018 Yet both themselves and paines are oft times lost:

019 For going men, if they return perhaps,

020 Strange change, in swine transformed are their shaps:

021 Albeit some, though rare, who go from hence,

022 Returne, like him of Ithaca was Prince:

023 But we, more safely passing all alongs,

024 Are not bewitched with such Syren songs.

025 In little much, well traveld in short ground

026 Do search what wonders in the world are found;

027 Treading these mountains, and these pleasant valleyes,

028 Elisian fields had never braver allies

029 Then we imagine, and for wonders rare

030 More than the 'Carian' tombe which hings in air

031 Do we conceave. Of travels let them talk,

032 We in the works of learned men do walk

033 And painfully their learned paths do tread,

034 For sure he's traveld far who is well read

035 Yea who so views my Cabinets rich store,

036 Is traveld through the world, and some part more.

037 Let this suffice we travell to content us,

038 And of our travels think nev'r to repent us,

039 Yea in our Muses, we do travell more

040 Than they that coast and sound the Indian shore.

041 Yet think not so brave travels we condemne,

042 If with safe conscience we may use the same;

043 Nor do we speak voide of experience,

044 For both of us have traveld been in France,

045 And France for all, and if that will not ease you

046 We think then all this world will never please you.

047 Then went we home to get some recreation,

048 But by and by befell a new tentation:

049 Our neighbour archers our good sport envying,

050 A challenge to us sent, our patience trying,

051 And did provoke us, if we shut for gold,

052 Or honours praise, betimes, to morrow would:

053 Or for our mistres if we had a minde,

054 Doubtlesse, said Gall, thereto we are inclinde:

055 But for the present we have taken in hand

056 To view our fields by river and by land;

057 Boast not therefore, for nothing will disheart us,

058 Nor from our present progresse will divert us.

059 But of our journey having made an end,

060 Our lives in such brave quarrell will we spend.

061 This answere when they heard, they did compeer

062 With ardent hearts some further newes to speer,

063 And what brave sport we found, what pastime rare?

064 Forthwith in loftie verse Gall to declare

065 Began, his breast when Phoebus once did warme,

066 Their ears and hearts, his heavenly voice did charme,

067 And I to keep a consort with full voice,

068 As fell by turn, did make them all rejoice

069 With sweetest rimes; for both of us inclinde,

070 Even as Democritus did truely minde

071 Of Poets all, when once that sacred fire^{[Author’s Notes 68]}

072 With divine furie did our breasts inspire.

073 And thus with heavenlie rapture, as transported

074 That whole dayes journey Gall to them reported,

075 Till Hesperus appeard, and in despight

076 Of heavens which hearkned, forc'd to bid good night.

077 Which when I call to minde, it makes me cry

078 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thethee to die?

079 The night was short, Phoebus did touch the line

080 Where cruked Cancer makes him to decline,

081 No sleep could close mine eyes, but wake must I,

082 Till fair Aurora did inlight the sky.

083 Then up I got, and where good Gall did ly,

084 With mightie voice and chanting did I cry,

085 Good Master Gall, arise, you sleep too long

086 With Hey the day now dawnes, so was my song,

087 The day now dawnes, Arise good Master Gall,

088 Who answering said, Monsier, I heare you call:

089 And up he got. Then to our bearge we go,

090 To answer us our boatman wondrous slow,

091 When we did call, thrise lifting up his head,

092 Thrise to the ground did fall againe as dead.

093 But him to raise, I sung Hay the day dawnes;

094 The drowsie Fellow wakning, gaunts, and yawnes;

095 But getting up at last, and with a blow

096 Raising his fellow, bad him quickly row.

097 Then merrielie we leanche into the deep,

098 Phoebus meane while awakned rose from sleep,

099 At his appointed houre, the pleasant morning.

100 With guilded beames the cristall streames adorning:

101 The pearled dew on tender grasse did hing,

102 And heavenly quires of birds did sweetlie sing:

103 Down by the sweet south inche we sliding go,

104 Ten thousand dangling diamonds did show

105 The radiant repercussion of Sols rayes

106 And spreading flowres did looke like Argoes eyes.

107 Then did we talk of citie toiles and cares,

108 Thrice happie counting him shuns these affaires,

109 And with us have delight these fields to haunt

110 Some pastorall or sonnet sweet to chant.

111 And view from far th'ambitions of this age,

112 Turning the helmes of states, and in their rage

113 Make shipwrake of the same on shelfs and sands,

114 Running be lawles lawes and hard commands,

115 And often drown themselves in flouds of woes,

116 As many shipwraks of this kinde well showes.

117 We passe our time upon the forked mountain,

118 And drink the cristall waters of the fountain.

119 Dig'd by the winged horse; we sing the trees

120 The cornes, and flocks, and labours of the bees;

121 Of sheepheard lads, and lasses homelie love,

122 And some time straine our oaten pipe above

123 That mean: we sing of Hero and Leander

124 Yea Mars, all cled in steel; and Alexander.

125 But Cynthius us pulling by the ear

126 Did warning give, to keep a lower air,

127 But keep what air we will, who can well say

128 That he himself preserve from shipwrake may?

129 In stormie seas, while as the ship doth reele

130 Of publick state, the meanest boy may feele

131 Shipwrack, as well as he the helme who guides,

132 When seas do rage with winds and contrare tides.

133 Which: ah too true I found, upon an ore^{[Author’s Notes 69]}

134 Not long ago, while as I swim'd to shore,

135 Witnesse my drenshed cloaths, as you did see,

136 Which I to Neptune gave in votarie

137 And signe of safetie. Answered Master Gall,

138 Monsier, your table hung on Neptunes wall

139 Did all your losse so livelie point to me,

140 That I did mourne, poore soul, when I did see.

141 But you may know in stormes, thus goeth the mater,

142 No fish doth sip in troubled seas clean water.

143 Courage therefore, that cloud is overgone,

144 Therefore as we were wont, let us sing on.

145 For in this morning sounded in mine ear

146 The sweetest musick ever I did hear

147 In all my life, good Master Gall, quod I

148 You to awake, I sung so merrielie.

149 Monsier, quoth he, I pray thee ease my spleane,

150 And let me heare that Musick once againe.

151 With Hay the day now dawnes, then up I got,

152 And did advance my voice to Elaes note,

153 I did so sweetlie flat and sharply sing,

154 While I made all the rocks with Echoes ring.

155 Meane while our boat, by Freertown hole doth slide,

156 Our course not stopped with the flowing tide,

157 We ned nor card, nor crostaffe for our Pole,

158 But from thence landing clam the Dragon hole,^{[Author’s Notes 70]}

159 With crampets on our feet, and clubs in hand,

160 Where its recorded Iamie Keddie fand

161 A stone inchanted, like to Gyges ring,

162 Which made him disappear, a wondrous thing,

163 If it had been his hap to have retaind it,

164 But loosing it, againe could never finde it:

165 Within this cove ofttimes did we repose

166 As being sundred from the citie woes.

167 From thence we, passing by the Windie gowle,^{[Author’s Notes 71]}

168 Did make the hollow rocks with echoes yowle;

169 And all alongst the mountains of Kinnoule,

170 Where did we shut at many foxe and fowle.^{[Author’s Notes 72]}

171 Kinnoule, so famous in the dayes of old!

172 Where stood a castle and a stately hold

173 Of great antiquity, by brink of Tay

174 Woods were above, beneath fair medowes lay

175 In prospect proper Perth, with all her graces,

176 Fair plantings, spatious greens, religious places,

177 Though now defac'd through age, and rage of men,

178 Within this place a Ladie did remaine^{[Author’s Notes 73]}

179 Of great experience, who likewise knew

180 By sprite of prophecie, what should ensue,

181 Who saw wight Wallace, and brave Bruce on live,

182 And both their manhoods lively did descrive

183 Unto that noble Prince, first of that name,

184 Worthie King Iames, who hearing of her fame,

185 Went to her house, these histories to learne,

186 When as for age her eyes could scarce discerne.

187 This Ladie did foretell of many things^{[Author’s Notes 74]}

188 Of Britaines unioun under Scotish Kings,

189 And after ending of our civill feeds,

190 Our speares in syths; our swords should turn in speads,

191 In signe whereof there should arise a Knight

192 Sprung of the bloodie yoak, who should of right

193 Possesse these lands, which she then held in fea,

194 Who for his worth and matchlesse loyaltie

195 Unto his Prince, should greatly be renownd

196 And of these lands instyl'd, and Earle be crownd;

197 Whose son in spight of Tay, should joine these lands

198 Firmely by stone on either side which stands,

199 Thence to the top of Law Tay did we hye,

200 From whence the countrie round about we spy,

201 And from the airie Mountaine looking down,^{[Author’s Notes 75]}

202 Beheld the stance and figure of our town,

203 Quadrat with longer sides, from east to wast,

204 Whose streets, wals, fowsies in our eyes did cast

205 A prettie shew: Then gan I to declare

206 Where our old Monastries, with Churches fair

207 Sometime did stand, placed at everie corner

208 Was one, which with great beautie did adorne her,

209 The Charterhouse toward the southwest stood,

210 And at South-east the Friers, who weare gray hood.

211 Toward the North the BlackFriers Church did stand;

212 And Carmelits upon the Westerne hand;

213 With many chappels standing heere and there

214 And steeples fairly mounted in the air,

215 Our Ladies Church, Saint Catharins, and Saint Paules,

216 Where many a messe was sung for defunct souls.

217 The chappell of the rood, and sweet Saint Anne,

218 And Lorets chappell, from Romes Vaticane^{[Author’s Notes 76]}

219 Transported hither, for a time took sasing,

220 (You know the Cloister monkes write nev'r a leasing.)

221 For what offence I know not, or disdaine,

222 But that same chappell borne hence is againe,

223 For it appeares no more, look who so list,

224 Or else I'm sure its covered with a mist

225 Saint Leonards cloister, mourning Magdolené,

226 Whose cristall Fountaine flowes like Hippocrené.

227 Saint Iohnes fair church, as yet in mids did stand:

228 A braver sight was not in all this land

229 Than was that town, when thus it stood decord

230 As not a few, yet living, can record.

231 And to be short, for this we may not tarie on,

232 Of that old town this nought is but the carion.

233 Monsier, said Gall, that for a truth I know

234 These Kirks and Cloisters made a goodly show;

235 But this as truely I dar well alleadge,

236 These Kirkmen usde the greatest cousenage

237 That ev'r was seene or heard. Good Gall, quoth I,

238 How can that be? Monsier, if you will try,

239 Too much true shall you finde. Pray thee, good Gall,

240 Your speach to me seemes paradoxicall;

241 Therefore I would it know: Monsier, quoth he,

242 And shall I show what such Idolatrie

243 Hath brought upon that town? The many closters

244 Where fed there was so many idle fosters,

245 Monks, Priests, and Friers, and multitude of Patrons,

246 Erected in their queires; th'old wifes and matrons

247 Gave great head to these things, which they did say,

248 And made their horned husbands to obey;

249 And mortifie so much unto this Saint,

250 And unto that, though they themselves should want

251 Yea twentie Saincts about one tenement,

252 Each one of them to have an yeerlie rent,

253 And all to pray for one poore wretched soul,

254 Which Purgatorie fire so fierce should thole.

255 So these annuities, yeerelie taxations,

256 Are causes of these wofull desolations

257 Which we behold. The ground of all these evils,^{[Author’s Notes 77]}

258 What to these Saincts they gave, was given to Divels.

259 God made them Saincts, men set them in Gods stead,

260 Gave them Gods honour; so them idols made:

261 Thus Satan served is; what men allow

262 On idols in his Name; to him they do:

263 And now these Friers destroyers may be seene,

264 And wracks of that citiesAnd of that cities wrake the cause have been:

265 For none dare buy the smallest peace of ground,

266 So many annuel rents thereon are found,

267 And if he build thereon, doubtlesse he shall

268 Spend in long suits of Law his moyen all.

269 If some good salve cure not this sore, I fear

270 It shall be said, some time a town was there.

271 Good Gall, said I, some melancholious fit

272 Molests your Joviall sprite, and pregnat wit,

273 I would some Venus-heir might cure your sadnesse;

274 Repell your sorrowes, and repleage your gladnesse:

275 Therefore I'le quickelie go a herbarising

276 To cure that melancholik mood by snising.

277 Herewith we turne our pace, and down againe

278 Passe by the Windie gowle, unto the plaine;

279 And herbarising there a prettie while,

280 Galls lustie face blithly began to smile:

281 Guesse then how blith was I, if I had found

282 (I would not been so blith) a thousand pound.

283 Thus recreat, to boat againe we go,

284 And down the river smothly do we row,

285 Neerby Kinfaunes, which famous Longoveil

286 Sometime did hold; whose auncient sword of steele^{[Author’s Notes 78]}

287 Remaines unto this day, and of that land

288 Is chiefest evident; on th'other hand

289 Elcho and Elcho park, where Wallace haunted,^{[Author’s Notes 79]}

290 A sure refuge, when Englishmen he daunted;

291 And Elcho nunrie, where the holy sisters

292 Suppli'd were by the Fratres in their misters.

293 By Sleeplesse Isle we row, which our good Kings^{[Author’s Notes 80]}

294 Gave to our town with many better things.

295 Before there was in that neere neighbouring station,

296 Or Frier or Nun to set there their foundation.

297 On th'other side we lookt unto Balthyok

298 Where many peacock cals upon his mayok.^{[Author’s Notes 81]}

299 Megeance fair place, and Errols pleasant seat,^{[Author’s Notes 82]}

300 With many more, which long were to relate.

301 Right over against is that wood Earnside,^{[Author’s Notes 83]}

302 And fort where Wallace ofttimes did reside:

303 While we beheld all these, the tide did flow,

304 A lie the rudder goes; about we row,

305 Up to the town again we make our course,

306 Sweetly convoy'd with Tayes reflowing source.

307 There we beheld where Wallace ship was drownd,

308 Which he brought out of France, whose bottome found^{[Author’s Notes 84]}

309 Was not long since, by Master Dickesons art,

310 That rare ingeniour, skild in everie part

311 Of Mathemathick; Quoth I, Master Gall,

312 I marvell our records nothing at all

313 Do mention Wallace going into France,^{[Author’s Notes 85]}

314 How that can be forgote I greatlie scance,

315 For well I know all Gasconie and Guien

316 Do hold that Wallace was a mightie Gian,

317 Even to this day; in Rochel likewise found

318 A Towre from Wallace name greatly renownd.

319 Yea Longoveils antiquities, which there

320 We do behold, this truely do declare

321 That Wallace was in France; for after that

322 The publick place of government he quat,

323 Were full four yeeres and more, before he shed

324 His dearest bloud, ah dearest truelie said:

325 And think you then that such a martiall heart

326 Yeelding his place, would sojourne in this part,

327 And lazely ly loytring in some hole?

328 That any so should think I hardlie thole;

329 Therefore I grieve our men should have forgotten

330 Themselves, and left so brave a point unwritten;

331 Or should it contradict, there being so many

332 Good reasons for this truth, as is for any.

333 Monsier, said he, that's not a thing to grieve at,

334 For they did write his publick life, not privat:

335 For sure it is, after his publick charge

336 Grief made him go to France, his spirit t'enlarge,

337 His noble Sprite, that thraldome suffered never,

338 For he to libertie aspired ever;

339 And turning home, his ship causde sunken be,

340 To stop the rivers passage, that from sea

341 No English ship should come Perth to releave,

342 For any chance of war Fortune could give.

343 But now this ship, which so long time before

344 In waters lay, is fairlie haild a shoare;

345 What cannot skill by Mathematick move?

346 As would appeare things Natures reach above.

347 Up by the Willow gate we make our way;

348 With flowing waters pleasant then was Tay.

349 The town appeares; the great and strong Spey towre,

350 And Monks towre, builded round; a wall of power

351 Extending twixt the two, thence goeth a snout

352 Of great squair stones, which turnes the streames about;

353 Two ports with double wals; on either hand

354 Are fowsies deep, where gorged waters stand,

355 And flow even as you list: but over all^{[Author’s Notes 86]}

356 The Palace kythes, may nam'd be Perths Whithall.

357 With orchards, like these of Hesperides

358 But who shall shew the Ephemerides

359 Of these things, which sometimes adornd that Citie?

360 That they should all be lost, it were great pitie.

361 Whose antique monuments are a great deale more

362 Than any inward riches, pomp or store;

363 And priviledges would you truely know?

364 Far more indeed, than I can truelie show;

365 Such were our Kings good wills, for to declare

366 What pleasure and contentment they had there:

367 But of all priviledges this is the bravest,

368 King Iames the Sixth was Burges made and Provest;

369 And gave his Burges oath, and did inrole^{[Author’s Notes 87]}

370 With his own hand within the Burges scrole

371 And Gildrie Book his deare and worthie Name,

372 Which doth remaine to Perths perpetuall fame,

373 And that Kings glorie, thus was his gratious pleasure

374 Of his most loving heart to shew the treasure;

375 Writing beneath his Name these words most nervous,

376 Parcere subjectis, & debellare superbos.

377 That is, It is the Lyons great renown

378 To spare the humble, and proudlings pester down.

379 Which extant with his own hand you may see:

380 And, as inspir'd, thus did he prophesie,

381 What will you say, if this shall come to hand,

382 Perths Provest Londons Major shall command.

383 Which words, when we did hear, we much admir'd,

384 And everie one of us often inquir'd

385 What these could meane? Some said, he meand such one,

386 That London, yea all England like had none,

387 Some said, he mindes his dignitie and place;

388 Others his gifts of Nature, and of Grace.

389 All which were true indeed, yet none could say,

390 He mean'd that Englands scepter he should swey,

391 Till that it came to passe some few yeeres after,

392 Then hearts with joy, and mouths were fild with laughter:

393 Happie King Iames the sixth, so may I say,

394 For I a man most Joviall was that day,

395 And had good reason, when I kist that hand,

396 Which afterwards all Britaine did command.

397 Monsier, said Gall, I sweare you had good reason

398 Most glad to be that day: for you of treason

399 Assoylied was, of your unhappie chief:

400 Pray thee good Gall, quod I, move not my grief.

401 Said Gall, Monsier, That point I will not touch,

402 They'l tine their coales that burnes you for a witch.

403 A witch, good Gall, quod I, I will be sworne,

404 Witchcraft's the thing that I could never learne;

405 Yea Master Gall, I swear that I had rather

406 Ten thousand Chiefs been kill'd, or had my Father,

407 The King is Pater patriæ, a chief

408 Oft times is borne for all his kinnes mischief.

409 And more, I know was never heart, nor hand

410 Did prosper, which that King did ev'r withstand.

411 Therefore good Gall, I pray thee let that passe,

412 That happie King knew well what man I was.

413 While we thus talk, our boat drawes nie the shoare,

414 Our fellowes all for joy begin to roare

415 When they us see. and lowdly thus gan call,

416 Welcome, good Monsier, welcome Master Gall;

417 Come, come a land, and let us merrie be,

418 For as your boat most happilie we did see,

419 Incontinent we bargaind to and fro,

420 Some said, It was your Berge, and some said, No:

421 But we have gaind the prise, and pleadges all,

422 Therefore come Monsier, come good Master Gall;

423 And let us merrie be, while these may last;

424 Till all be spent we think to take no rest.

425 And so it was, no sleep came in our head,

426 Till fair Aurora left Tithonus bed.

427 Above all things so was good Gals desire,

428 Who of good companie could never tire,

429 Which when I call to minde, it makes me cry,

430 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

001 Up springs the Sun, the day is cleer, and fair,

002 Etesiae, sweetlie breathing, coolscoole the air;

003 Then coming to my Cabin in a band,

004 Each man of us a Gabion hints in hand.

005 Where me their Sergeant Major they elected,

006 At my command that day to be directed.^{[Author’s Notes 88]}

007 What prettie captaine's yone (so said some wenches)

008 Ladies, quoth I, Men are not met by inches.

009 The Macedonian Monarch was call'd great,

010 Not from his Bodies quantitie, but state

011 And Martiall prowesse, good Ladies then to heart you,

012 You shall well know that talenesse is no vertue.

013 Thus merche we all alongs unto Moncreiff

014 Where dwells that worthie Knight, the famous chief^{[Author’s Notes 89]}

015 Of all that auncient name: And passing by

016 Three trees sprung of one root we did espy:

017 Which when we did behold, said Master Gall.^{[Author’s Notes 90]}

018 Monsier, behold these trees, so great and tall

019 Sprung of one root, which all Men Brethren name,

020 The symbole which true concord doth proclame.

021 O happie presage, where such trees do grow,

022 These Brethren three the threefold Gerion show,

023 Invincible, remaining in one minde,

024 Three hearts as in one Body fast combinde,

025 Scilurus bundell knit, doth whole abide,

026 But easily is broke, when once unty'd.

027 So these three trees do symbolize most cleerly;

028 The amitie of hearts and mindes, inteirly

029 Kythes in that happie race, and doth presage

030 To it more happinesse in after age;

031 Loves sweetest knot, which three in one doth bring

032 That budding gemme shall make more flourishing

033 Fair Brethren Trees, and sith so is your Name,

034 Be still the badge of concord, and proclaime

035 All health and wealth, unto that happie race,

036 Where grace and vertue mutually embrace.

037 To Moncrief easterne, then to Wallace-town

038 To Fingask of Dundas, thence passing down

039 Unto the Rynd, as Martiall Men, we faire.

040 What life Mans heart could wish more void of care?

041 Passing the river Earne , on th'other side,

042 Dreilling our Sojours, Vulgars were affraide.

043 Thence to the Pights great Metropolitan,

044 Where stands a steeple, the like in all Britaine^{[Author’s Notes 91]}

045 Not to be found againe, a work of wonder,

046 So tall and round in frame, a just cylinder

047 Built by the Pights in honour of their King,

048 That of the Scots none should attempt such thing,

049 As over his bellie big to walk or ride,

050 But this strong hold should make him to abide.

051 Unlesse on Pegasus that he would flee,

052 Or on Ioves bird should soare into the skye,

053 As rode Bellerophon and Ganymede:

054 But mounted so must ride no giddie head.

055 From thence we merch't directlie unto Dron,

056 And from that stead past to the Rocking stone;

057 Accompanied with Infantrie a band,

058 Each of us had a hunting staffe in hand,

059 With whistles shrile, the fleeing fowles to charme,

060 And fowlers nets upon our other arme:

061 But as for me about my neck was borne,

062 To sound the chace a mightie hunting horne;

063 And as I blew with all my might and maine,

064 The hollow rocks did answere make againe,

065 Then everie man in this cleare companie

066 Who best should winde the horne began to try;

067 Among the rest a fellow in the rout

068 Boldly began to boast, and brave it out,

069 That he would wind the horne in such a wise,

070 That easelie he would obtaine the prise,

071 But to record what chance there followed after

072 Gladly I would, but grief forbiddeth laughter,

073 For so it was the merrie man was mard,

074 Both tongue and teeth, I wot, were tightly tard;

075 Then no more stay; Fellow, good night, quod we,

076 Th'old proverb sayes, that Dirt partes Companie.

077 By this we were just at the Rocking stone,^{[Author’s Notes 92]}

078 Amongst the worlds great wonders, it is one

079 Most rare: It is a Phaenix in its kinde,

080 The like in all the world yee shall not finde:

081 A stone so neicely set upon its kernels,

082 Not artificiall, but naturall chernels,

083 So huge, so grave, that if you please to prove it,

084 A hundred yoak of oxen will not move it,

085 Yet touch it with your fingers smallest knocking,

086 Incontinent it will fall to a rocking,

087 And shake, and shiver; as if obedient,

088 More by request, than by commandement.

089 Then up I clame this rock, as I was wonted,

090 And like Aegeon on Whales back I mounted,

091 And with Etites ratling stone I knocked,

092 And as it ratled, even so was I rocked.

093 So fair a cradle, and rare was never seene

094 Oh if my Cabinet could it conteine!

095 Next at the bridge of Earne we made our Station,

096 And there we took some little recreation;^{[Author’s Notes 93]}

097 Where in Heroicks Gall fell to declaring

098 All circumstances of that dayes wayfairing,

099 And there so merrielie we sung, and chanted,

100 Happie were they our companie who haunted,

101 Which when I call to minde it makes me cry,

102 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die.

001 What blooming banks sweet Earne, or fairest Tay,

002 Or Amond doth embrace; these many a day

003 We haunted; where our pleasant pastorals

004 we sweetly sung, and merrie madrigals:

005 Sometimes bold Mars, and sometimes Venus fair,

006 And sometimes Phoebus love we did declare;

007 Sometimes on pleasant plaines, sometimes on mountains,

008 And sometimes sweetlie sung beside the fountains.^{[Author’s Notes 94]}

009 But in these banks where flowes Saint Conils Well,

010 The which Thessalian tempe doth excell.

011 Whose name and matchlesse fame for to declare,

012 In this most dolefull dittey, must I spare:

013 Yet thus dar say, that in the World again

014 No place more meet for Muses to remain;

015 For shadowing walks, where silver brooks do spring,

016 And smelling arbors, where birds sweetly sing,

017 In heavenly Musick warbling like Arion,

018 Like Thracian Orpheus, Linus, or Amphion,

019 That Helicon, Parnassus, Pindus fair

020 To these most pleasant banks scarce can compare.

021 These be the banks where all the Muses dwell,

022 And haunt about that cristall brook and well,

023 Into these banks chiefly did we repair

024 EromFrom ShunshineSunshine shadowed, and from blasting air.

025 There with the Muses we did sing our songs,

026 Sometimes for pleasure, sometimes for our wrongs;

027 For in those dayes, none durst approach their table,

028 But we, to taste their dainties, this no fable.

029 From thence to Methven wood we took our way,

030 Soone be Aurora fair did kyth the day;

031 And having rested there some little space,

032 Againe we did betake us to our chace,

033 Raising the Does and Roes forth of their dennes,

034 And watrie fowles out of the marrish fennes,

035 That if Diana had been in that place,

036 Would thought, in hunting we had stain'd her grace.

037 To Methven Castle, where Gall did declare

038 How Margaret Teuther, Queen, sometimes dwelt there;

039 First daughter to King Henrie seventh, who closes^{[Author’s Notes 95]}

040 York-Lancaster in one, Englands two roses.

041 A happie union after long debate,

042 But union much more happie, and more great

043 Even by that same Queen springs, and by her race

044 Whereby all Britaine joyes long wished peace.

045 Hence came King Iames his title to the Crowne

046 Of England, by both parents of renowne.

047 Hence comes our happie peace, so be it ay,

048 That peace with truth in Britaine flourish may.

049 Right over to Forteviot, did we hy,^{[Author’s Notes 96]}

050 And there the ruin'd castle did we spy

051 Of Malcolme Ken-more, whom Mackduff then Thane^{[Author’s Notes 97]}

052 Of Fife, (so cald) from England brought againe,

053 And fiercelie did persue tyrant Makbeth,

054 Usurper of the Crowne, even to the death.

055 These castles ruines when we did consider,

056 We saw that wasting time makes all things wither.

057 To Dupline then, and shades of Aberdagie,

058 From thence to Mailer, and came home by Craigie

059 Soone by that time, before three dayes were done,

060 We went to sesee the monuments of Scone,

061 As was our promise, Scones Nymphs see we must,

062 For in such vowes we were exceeding just.

063 And there with Ovid thus did we declare,

064 Heere is a greene, where stood a Temple fair:

065 Where was the fatall chaire, and marble stone,^{[Author’s Notes 98]}

066 Having this Motto rare incisde thereon,

067 This is the stone, if fates do not deceave,

068 Where e're its found the Scots shall kingdome have.

069 Which Longshanks did transport to Troyuovant,

070 As Troy took in the horse by Grecia sent

071 So we, who sprung were of the Grecian crue,

072 Like stratageme on Trojans did renew.

073 Oh if this fatall chaire transported were

074 To Spaine, that we like conquest might make there,

075 From thence to Italie, to Rome, to Grece,

076 To Colchos, thence to bring the golden fleece:

077 And in a word, we wish this happie chaire

078 Unto the furthest Indes transported were,

079 That mightiest Kingdomes might their presents bring,

080 And bow to Charles as to their soveraigne King.

081 Neerby we view that famous Earthen Mount,

082 Whereon our Kings to crowned be were wont:^{[Author’s Notes 99]}

083 And while we do consider, there we found

084 Demonstrat was the quadrat of the round,

085 Which Euclide could not finde, nor Pater Erra,

086 By guesse we did it finde on Omnis terra.

087 And if you Geometers hereof do doubt,

088 Come view the place, and yee shall finde it out.

089 A demonstration so wondrous rare,

090 In all the world, I think, none may compare.

091 Thence need we must go see the Mure of Scone,^{[Author’s Notes 100]}

092 And view where Pights were utterlie undone

093 By valiant Scots, and brought to desolation,

094 That since they never had the name of nation.

095 Seven times that fight renew'd was in one day

096 Pights seven times quaild, Scots were victorious ay;

097 Hence is it said, when men shall be undone,

098 We shall upon them bring the mure of Scone.

099 King Donskine with his remnant Pights neere Tay

100 All kild, did crown the victorie of that day.

101 Then valiant Kenneth went to Camelon,

102 And threw to Earth King Donskins ancient throne.

103 So greatest Kingdomes to their periods tend,

104 And everything that growes, must have an end.

105 Where is that golden head that reing'd so long,

106 The silver armes and bellie of brasse most strong?

107 The yron legs divided now in toes

108 Are mixt with clay: and so the world it goes.

109 Thus nations like stars in multitude,

110 Like sand on shore, or fishes in the floud;

111 Yea rooted in the Earth so deep, so long,

112 As on the mountains grow the Cedars strong,

113 Yet time hath overturn'd them, and their names

114 Are past, as Letters written on the streames:

115 To tell us, here we have no constant biding,

116 The world unto decay is alwayes sliding,

117 One Kingdome ever doth remaine, and all

118 Gainst it who rise to powder turne they shall.

119 Neere this we did perceave where proud Makbeth,

120 Who to the furies did his soul bequeath,^{[Author’s Notes 101]}

121 His castle mounted on Dunsinnen hill,

122 Causing the mightiest peeres obey his will,

123 And bow their necks to build his Babylon;

124 Thus Nimrod-like he did triumph upon

125 That mountain, which doth overtop that plaine:

126 And as the starrie heaven he should attaine,

127 A loftie tower, and Atlas caused build,

128 Then tyrannizing, rag'd as Nimrod wild:

129 Who had this strange response that none should catch him

130 That borne was of a woman, or should match him:

131 Nor any horse should overtake him there,

132 But yet his sprite deceav'd him by a mare,

133 And by a man was not of woman borne

134 For brave Makduff was from his mother shorne.^{[Author’s Notes 102]}

135 Makduff cald Thane of Fife, who home did bring

136 King Malcolme Kenmore was our native King.

137 Ken-more, great-head, a great-head should be wise,

138 To bring to nought a Nimrods enterprise!

139 Vp to Dunsinnen's top then did we clim,

140 With panting heart, weak loynes, and wearied limme,

141 And from the mountains height, which was well windie,

142 We spy where Wallace cave was at Kilspindie.^[1]

143 But there we might not stay, thence to the plaine

144 With swifter pace we do come down againe.

145 Descent is easie, any man can tell;

146 For men do easelie descend to Hell.

147 When we had view'd these fields both heere and there,

148 As wearied Pilgrims gan we Home to fair;

149 Home, happie is that word, at Home in Heaven,

150 Where Gall now rests above the Planets seven,

151 And I am left this wretched Earth upon,

152 Thy losse, with all my Gabions, to bemoane:

153 Then mourne with me my Gabions, and cry,

154 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

001 What! Could there more be done, let any say,

002 Nor I did to prevent this dolefull day?

003 For when I saw Galls fatall constellation

004 Would not permit him in this Earthly station

005 Long to abide; then did I give a tryall,

006 To make impartiall fate susteene denyall,

007 By herbarising while I prov'd my skill,

008 On top of Law-Tay, and stay Mooredowne hill,

009 Collecting vegetables in these parts,

010 By all the skill of Apollinian Arts,

011 If possible't had been, fate to neglect him,

012 By heavenlie skill immortall for to make him.

013 But sith that Phaebus could not stemme the bloud

014 Of Hyacinthus in his sowning moud,

015 How then should I? a mortall! ah too shallow!

016 In wit and art presse to outreach Apollo?

017 Far be the thought, I therefore must absent me,

018 And never more unto the World present me,

019 But solitarie with my Gabions stay,

020 And help them for to mourne till dying day.

021 Then farewell Cabine, farewell Gabions all,

022 Then must I meet in heaven with Master Gall :

023 And till that time I will set foorth his praise

024 In Elegies of wo, and mourning layes,

025 And weeping for his sake still will I cry,

026 Gall, sweetest Gall, what ailed thee to die?

FINIS.

1. ↑ Eccles. 9. 11.
2. ↑ Eccles. 5. 12
3. ↑ Eccles. 8. 9.
4. ↑ Prover. 23. 5.
5. ↑ Iuven. Sat. 8.
6. ↑ Metam. 13.
7. ↑ Arist. Ethic. lib. 1. cap. 11
8. ↑ Iuven. Sat. 8.
9. ↑ The author of this book did write the Pantheon, which was fathered on Master Gall
10. ↑ Bowes.
11. ↑ Clubs.
12. ↑ Curling stones.
13. ↑ Archerie.
14. ↑ The pretended Poet When he shot at rivers, used to say Have it the knee of Oríon.
15. ↑ Bertha
16. ↑ Bowsie, or Balhousie.
17. ↑ The battell of the north
18. ↑ Inch betwixt thirtie and thirtie.
19. ↑ Henrie wind
20. ↑ Black Frierswhere killed was King Iames the first.
21. ↑ The Charter House, or Carthusian monastery, wher buried was King James the first, was built by him
22. ↑ Æneas Sylvius.
23. ↑ Campsie-lin
24. ↑ The old enemies of Scotland.
25. ↑ Commodities of Scotland.
26. ↑ Couragious worthies of Scotland.
27. ↑ Edinburgh.
28. ↑ Countrie clowns half asses.
29. ↑ Gall was a tale & goodly man, M. George a bonnie little man.
30. ↑ Nymphes.
31. ↑ Echo.
32. ↑ Contempt of learning.
33. ↑ What a Poet can do.
34. ↑ Bridge of Tay.
35. ↑ First building of the bridge of Tay.
36. ↑ Wright work.
37. ↑ Fishing of pearles.
38. ↑ The wals of Perth.
39. ↑ Wallace expelleth the English out of Perth.
40. ↑ Wallace surrenders the government.
41. ↑ Bruce.
42. ↑ Buchan. lib. 8. pag. 272.
43. ↑ Baliol.
44. ↑ Duplin field
45. ↑ Perth beseiged three months.
46. ↑ Is taken, and her wals razed.
47. ↑ King Edward the third taketh captive the Baliol, takes in Perth and rebuildes her wals.
48. ↑ King Robert the second beliggereth Perth, assistedby the Douglas, & Earle of Rosse.
49. ↑ Perth surrendered by the English.
50. ↑ The Heighland men killa Burges of Perth.
51. ↑ Are persued by the citizens to Hogh.mansstaires
52. ↑ The last building of the wals.
53. ↑ Perths old Burgesses all chosen men of greatest manhood, for defence of that strength, Buch. lib. 16. pag. 593
54. ↑ The battell of the bridge of Tay its event.
55. ↑ The occasion of the battell.
56. ↑ The enemie entereth the towne too boldly.
57. ↑ The enemie fleeth.
58. ↑ S. Johnston riband.
59. ↑ Persecution at Perth for the truth.
60. ↑ S. Catharins chaplan.
61. ↑ Knox preacheth, idols are throwndownthrown down and religious places.
62. ↑ The charterhouse thrown down.
63. ↑ S. Iohnstons huntsup.
64. ↑ Wallace loup.
65. ↑ Geometricall description of two sorts of arches.
66. ↑ Peregrination
67. ↑ The miraacles of the world.
68. ↑ Excludit sanos Helicone poetas Democritus , Horat. in arte.
69. ↑ He speaketh of Gowries conspiracie.
70. ↑ Dragon hole
71. ↑ Windie gowle.
72. ↑ Kinnoule castle.
73. ↑ Kinnnouls Ladie did see Wallace and the Bruce.
74. ↑ She prophecied.
75. ↑ Situation of Perth.
76. ↑ Lorets chappell transported to Perth, from Romes Vaticane.
77. ↑ Saints how made idols, and devils.
78. ↑ Kinfanes.
79. ↑ Elcho.
80. ↑ Sleeplesse Isle.
81. ↑ Balthyok.
82. ↑ Megeance. Errol.
83. ↑ Earnside.
84. ↑ Wallace ship.
85. ↑ Wallace going to France not recorded and why.
86. ↑ Perths Whithall.
87. ↑ King James the sixth Provest of Perth.
88. ↑ Talenes no vertue.
89. ↑ Moncreif
90. ↑ The brethren trees.
91. ↑ Abernethie.
92. ↑ The rocking stone of Balvaird.
93. ↑ Bridge of Earne.
94. ↑ Hunting tower of old, called Luthren
95. ↑ Queen Margaret Teuther.
96. ↑ Forteviot.
97. ↑ K. Malcolme Kenmore.
98. ↑ The marble chaire.
99. ↑ Omnis terra.
100. ↑ Mure of Scone.
101. ↑ Makbeths castle on Dūsinoun hill.
102. ↑ Makduf.

1. ↑ STC 135 (2nd ed.) Copy text: EEBO reproduction of Henry E. Huntington Library and Art Gallery copy. First transcription based on Huntington copy (TCP), proofed. The pages are very close-trimmed, so that text from several notes is missing. The marginal notes perfected and proofed from BL copy C.39 c.10.
2. ↑ He has achieved every point who has mixed the useful and the delightful.
3. ↑ ceremonial civic head
4. ↑ a civic officer in a Scottish Burgh
5. ↑ Scots: to be foreced to undergoe
6. ↑ Proverbial for a thing that on the outside seems worthless of devoid of interest, but when probed further, appears on the inside to be wonderful and valuable. See the opening paragraph of Erasmus's Sileni Alcibiadis, 1515
7. ↑ It is not inside as it is outside.
8. ↑ Scots: a fousie is a ditch
9. ↑ In line with; side-by-side; in company with
10. ↑ Venus
11. ↑ Or, Philoxenus, ancient Greek writer on food in his Deipnon (4th-c BCE)
12. ↑ DOST: The shell of a whelk or other mollusc
13. ↑ to offer, as a gift
14. ↑ Scots: to consign, condemn
15. ↑ Scots: chiefly of ale: having stood for a time and become clear, free from lees, ready for drinking
16. ↑ measurement: a large pinch
17. ↑ extract of the fern genus
18. ↑ Parkinson: a nonce formation, perhaps macaronic (manu, ‘by hand’ + fodium, ‘food’? ‘dug up’?); bread is conventionally the gift of Ceres (Ovid, Met. 11.145, 13.639)
19. ↑ OED: Any of various plucked stringed instruments similar in form to, or believed to have derived from, the cithara (citing Adamson)
20. ↑ OED: A large early form of mandolin (citing Adamson)
21. ↑ Scots: A kind of close-fitting metal defensive headpiece, a metal skull-cap, commonly worn under a bonnet or other fabric covering (DSL). Parkinson: Writing to his father-in-law Andrew Simson, James Carmichael recalled how, in 1560, as schoolmaster of Perth, Simson led the forces of reform ‘with the reade knapska’ (Wodrow Misc., pages 441–2, qtd in Durkan, 132).
22. ↑ i.e. hacksaw. OED: A saw with a narrow fine-toothed blade set in a frame, used esp. for cutting metal, citing Adamson
23. ↑ DOST: The shell of a whelk or other mollusc
24. ↑ DOST: crab
25. ↑ Gaudy
26. ↑ Amalthea ("tender goddess", nursed and nurtured Zeus. In some versions she suckled him in the form of a female goat, and in others, she is a nymph who gives Zeus milk from a goat. In both cases, Zeus broke off one of the goat horns, which became the cornucopia, or horn of plenty (Leeming, The Oxford Companion to World Mythology).
27. ↑ DOST: Lochaber-ax(e), n. A variety of long-handled battle-axe, described as having a single elongated blade, appar. originating in the Highland district of Lochaber.
28. ↑ glaxe OED, glaik, n., sense 3, ‘A child’s toy or puzzle’, citing W. Gregor’s note on Dunbar’s use of glaiks (65.497): ‘I have seen a toy called ‘the glaykis’ which was composed of several pieces of notched wood fitted into each other in such a manner that they can be separated only in one way.’
29. ↑ A Kennet is a small hunting dog (DOST). Possibly the name of a “defunct” hunting dog, whose head was preserved in some way.
30. ↑ Turkis. Scots: a pair of smith's pincers
31. ↑ i.e. bonnet. OED: A hat or cap of a kind traditionally worn by men and boys; esp. a soft, round, brimless cap resembling a beret; a tam-o'-shanter. Now chiefly Scottish.
32. ↑ DOST cited Adamson but can provide no definition
33. ↑ OED: A low stool; a footstool. Now only Scottish and northern dialect. In the 15th cent. described as a three-legged stool
34. ↑ lines 105-108. Parkinson: The earthy image is dispelled with an allusion to Proverbs 27.22; raising and suppressing interest in bodily functions is characteristic of ‘M. George’, as in the outcomes of his account of a horn-blowing competition, XXI.61–76.
35. ↑ Athwart
36. ↑ A wooden vessel made of hooped staves (DOSL)
37. ↑ A wooden bowl or dish (DOST).
38. ↑ Parkinson: a four-sided disk with a letter transcribed on each side: T totum, A aufer, D depone and N nihil. The disk was spun like a top, the player’s fortune being decided by the letter uppermost when the disk fell’ (DOST).
39. ↑ A child's spinning-top (DOST, citing Adamson)
40. ↑ Parkinson: not in DOST or OED. Related to gaud, ‘a plaything, toy … a gewgaw’ (OED, gaud, n.2, sense 2)? Or DOST, gade, n1, sense 3, ‘A bar of wood’? See DOST, (rele,) reil(l, n., sense 1b, ‘A reel on to which cord or rope may be wound up in a controlled manner …’; or sense 2, ‘A whirling or turning motion; an action that communicates such motion; a roll or stagger.’
41. ↑ Could be either a mussel or a muzzle (both senses in the DOST)
42. ↑ inlaik, v. to be deficient; to come or run short; to be wanting or missing (DOST)
43. ↑ Parkinson: possibly Eris, giver of the golden apple of discord that led to the Judgement of Paris and hence the Trojan War was to blame
44. ↑ An apartment in a monastery set aside for conversation (DOST) stands neere by
45. ↑ The sub-discipline of mechanics pertaining to machines that leverage force, such as cranes and pulleys. See Jessica Wolfe, Humanism, Machinery, and Renaissance Literature (CUP, 2004), p. 59.
46. ↑ Echoing almost verbatim the penultimate line of Joshua Sylvester’s “Lectoribus” (“Not daring meddle with Apelles Table”), which prefaces his translation of du Bartas’s Divine Weeks. Here Sylvester is deferring to Sidney and his now lost and incomplete translation of the same. Sylvester likens his situation, as the inferior poet and translator, to that of the painters who refused to attempt completion of the painting of Venus that Apelles (widely understood as the greatest painter of Greek antiquity) left unfinished at his death. One of three references Adamson makes to this analogue.

1. ↑ Wallace cave.