Page:Elegy in memory of that valiant champion, Sir Robert Grierson of Lag; who died Decem. 23d, 1733.pdf/18

 And yet this did him not secure,

He lost his life on.

There some stout hearted men in ,

With swords of steel did take his life;

And very justly did him kill,

'Cause he their brethren's blood did spill,

SSo [sic] this place he did descend,

But after him did contend

For my kingdom many a day;

But now alas! he's ta'en away.

shall I say? for time would fail,

To tell you of brave ,

A great apostate ehe [sic] did prove

Because, with, he did love

The wages of iniquity,

To keep; him in prosperity;

That his beastly belly might

Have delight:

To spend his time in carnal pleasure,

Which he esteem'd above all treasure.

He was a member among those

Who strictest models did compose,

Upon the Presbyterian side,

But quickly he from them slide.

These covenants which oft he swore,

Most solemnly he did abjure.

And tenderness hhe [sic] did cast off;

On scripture did droll and scoff.

To Prelate -he thought no shame,

Above to blaspheme.

By habit he did curse and swear;

With harlots company did bear,

He did counsel and assist

The King, who after blood did thirst:

To bring all to a final end,

For covenants that did contend.