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 From thraldom freed our kingdom thrice,

On Carron-braes did oft rejoice.

But weep, my muſe, O weep to tell!

Near Carron-braes the Graham he fell!

Puiſſant, with his ſword and ſpear,

O'erpower'd by Cummin's treachery there.

Great Bruce, our king, to Edward ſlave,

Againſt his country did behave,

Till Wallace, on the Carron-braes,

Told him he was among his faes.

From that time forth, the hero Bruce,

Did throw off Engliſh Edward's truce;

Thro' much fatigue he gain'd his crown,

But Douglas clear’d the country roun'.

†Great Dundas, propitious name!

To thee we owe the naval ſtream;

Thy ſpade was firſt the earth to raiſe,

To join the Clyde to Carron-braes.

But left my ſong ſhould gather ſtrengths,

And ſwell with hiſt’ry into length,

I’ll lum the whole by ſinging praiſe

Unto the chryſtal Carron-braes.

†The late Sir, ''of West-Kerse. Bart. who lifted the firſt ſpade-ful of earth, towards digging of the between  and .—The Spade was preserved, and lies in West-Kerse House, by''