For Faith and Magnanimitic; He had few Fallows in the Field, Zet fell by fatall Destinie, For he nae ways wad grant to Zield. XXVII. SIR James Scrimgeor of Duddap, Knicht, Grit Constabill of fair Dunde, Unto the dulefull Deith was dicht, The Kingis cheif Banner man was he, A valziant Man of Chevalrie, Qubais Predeceffors wan that Place At Spey, with gude King WILLIAM frie, Gainst Murray and Macduncans Race, XXVIII. GUDE Sir Allexander Irving, The much renownit Laird of Drum, XXIX. AND thair the Knicht of Lawrifton Quha proveft was of Aberdene, The Knicht of Panmure, as was fene, A mortall Man in Armour bricht, Sir Thomas Murray stout and kenë, Left to the Warld thair last gude Nicht. XXX. THAIR was not fen King Keneths Days Quhair mony liklie lost thair Lyfe; Quhilk maid Divorce twene Man and Wyfe, And mony Childrene fatherless, Quhilk in this Realme has bene full ryfe: LORD help these Lands, our Wrangs redress. XXXI. IN July, on Saint James his Even, The brim Battil of the Harlaw. Ane BALLAT of the ferziet Frier of Tungland, How he fell in the Myre fleand to Turkland, A I. Szung Auror with Chrystal Hail, In Orient fchewd hir Visage pail, A fwenyng Swyth did me affail, Of Sonis of Sathanis Seid; Full lang in Watchmans Weid. An Account of this Friar, who was an Italian, may be leen in Mr. Lefly's Hiftory. K. James IV made him Abbot of Tungland: He pretended and attempted to make Gold out of other Mettals; but failing of that, he next gave out, That he could fly, and very boldly appointed the Day and Place, which was from Starling Caffle, where the King and many Spectators faw him throw himself with his large Wings from the Rock, and break his Thigh bone. 'I[ FRAE baptafing for to eschew, Thair a religious Man he flew, And cled him in his Habeit new, For he couth wryte and reid, Quhen kend was his Diffimulance, And all his curfit Governance; For Feir he fled, and come in France, With litill Lombard Leid. III. To be a Leiche he fenyt him thair, Unflane, or he hyne zed: Vane-Organs he full cleinly carvit, Quhen of his Straik fae mony ftarvit, Dreid he had got quhat he desarvit, He fled away gude Speid. IV. In Scotland then the narrest Way Ia Pottingrie he wrocht grit Pyne, The Jew was of a grit engyne, V. In Leich craft he was homecyd, A Haiknay and the Hurtmans Hyd, Sae mekle he was of Myance. His Yrons was rude as ony Rawchter, Quhair he leit Blude, it was nae Lauchter; Was in his Gardevyance. VI. Hr couth gif Cure for Laxatyve, Thair Hipps zied hiddy-giddy. His Practicks neir war put to Preif, Bot fudden Deid or grit Mefchief; He had Purgation to mak a Thief To die without a Widdy. 1 |