Page:Elegy in memory of that valiant champion, Sir R. Grierson, late Laird of Lag, who died Dec. 23d, 1733.pdf/11

11 And took from many what they had,

He spared neither old nor young

But plundered all where he did come,

Most savagely he did them treat.

And without mercy some did beat.

He spoil’d that country cruelly,

And acted like a man for me.

A very hellish life he led

As in my cave he had been bred.

Carsphairn can well testify,

The cursing and profanity,

The outrages committed there.

(The half of which might file the air)

By Turner and his company.

Which wonderfully pleased me

Dalziel who fought at Pentland hill,

And many of my foes did kill;

And others prisoners did lead,

Who after quarters were hang’d dead;

A downright atheist he did turn

And ruin’d all where he did come,

That wanted the mark of the beast,

He did not spare them in the least;

In serving me he made his boast.

He was so valiant in my cause,

And so observant of my laws

That to commend him there’s no need.

His works have prais’d him.Since he’s dead.

Nisbet of Dalstown in his stead.

In open court against Whigs did plead:

And to the gallows did pursue

The Pentland men who did renew

The covenants at Lanark town.

Till they on gibbets were brought down;