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 While York's 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 Whigs to dwell.

By thus he acted to his power,

Both scul and body to devour,

Which was the only thing I sought,

Altho' to pass it was not brought;

Yet thanks be unto Queensberry,

For his good will in serving me.

I Milton Maxwell must commend:

Ten Whigs at once he did condemn:

And after that he did devote

Himself, my kingdom to promote.

M'Cartney he did apprehend,

Brought him to an untimeous end.

He plagu'd the Presbyterians sore,

That dwelt on the water of Urr.

For Corsock's house he rifl'd bare,

And neither nurse nor child did spare,

But thrust them out from house and hold,

Expos'd then to hunger and cold;

He did leave nothing in that house,

That was to him of any use.

The horse, the nolt, the corn and sheep,

He every thing away did sweep.

He rang'd through like a greedy thief:

Took butter, cheese, mutton and beef:

The puddings he did scarcely spare,

For every thing away he bare: