Page:Elegy in memory of that valiant champion, Sir Robert Grierson of Lag; who died Decem. 23d, 1733.pdf/14

 He all the venom in the pit

In face of piety did spit.

He hated all malicioslie,

Had any sovereign but me.

Disdained ommoncommon [sic] honesty,

Lov'd nothing but impiety.

He in my service posted fast,

Until his projects got a blast.

When Orange did come o'er the sea,

Like a base coward he did flee.

Then he did abdicate the crown,

And after liv'd a vagabond,

Till at St. Germains he did die,

And then he did come home to me.

I need not speak of ,

No man was loyaler than he;

He serv'd me well with all his might,

Against the with great despight.

While commission he did bear.

Upon them he was most severe.

By him the parliament was led;

Saints blood like water then he shed.

He confidently did declare,

They should not have time to prepare

For heaven; because he said that hell

Was too good a place for to dwell.

By that he acted to his power,

Both soul and body to devour;

Which was the only thing I sought,

Altho' to pass it was not brought.

Yet thanks be unto ,

For his good will in serving me.

I  must commend,

Ten at once he did condemn,

And after that he did devote

Himself, my kingdom to promote.