Page:Elegy in memory of that valient champion, Sir Robert Grierson, late laird of Lag, or, The Prince of Darkness.pdf/7

 All error and profanity:

A blasphemous supremacy

Over the church usurped he;

And granted an indulgency,

The eby to ruin Pre bytry.

My sceptre he did bravely sway,

And punish d those that did gainsay,

By tortures that were most severe,

By prisoning and loss of gear:

And cruel murders many a way,

Because they from my laws did stray:

But kindness he did ever bear

To all the Popish far and near:

No Pope in Rome did ever dwell,

That could this noble prince exce',

For in a word he did advance

My kingdom more than Rome or France;

Neither Spain nor Germany

Had so much true zeal for me.

He reigned long but at the last,

His brother York gave him a cast.

He poison'd him and made him die,

And sent him home to my country;

To Tophet, that's both wide and large,

Which he chas'd for his heritage

Great Middleton tha' man of might,

My service he did never slight:

To work he furiously did go

The covenants to overthrow;

He like Nehushan did them treat,

Like almanacks that's out of dare

He did rescind their force and power,

And solemnly did them abjure.

He nullified all acts and laws

That favoured the scripture cause: