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( 13 ) To rip his breaſt at my deſire, And burn his beart quick in the fire! Mangled his hands, and took them off, That they might be the people's ſcoff; And afterwards ſtruck off his pow, And ſet it on the Nether-bow! And cut his body all aſunder, And plac'd it for a world's wonder! Thus he ſhook off humanity, For the reſpect he had to me. At laſt in horror he did die, And went to Tophet dolefully. Monmouth did me a noble turn, When he to Bothwel-bridge did come, With armed force, with power and might, He ſtew, and put the Whigs to flight.<br /d> Altho' it was the Sabbath-day,<br /d> He would not grant them a delay,<br /d> But inſtantly did daſh them down,<br /d> And took them captives to the town :<br /d> They pris'ners were in the Grey-friars,<br /d> Until a falſe oath they did ſwear,<br /d> Or in the dungeons were ſhut cloſe,<br /d> Where they their lives were like to loſe.<br /d> Some got the gallows, ſome the ſea,<br /d> Some hang'd, ſome drown'd, that pleased me.<br /d> Earlſhal, who ſerv'd me many a year,<br /d> And for my intereſt did appear,<br /d> He ſerv'd his 'prenticeſhip below,<br /d> Then to the mountains he did go,<br /d> The Cameronians to defeat,<br /d> People whom I do greatly hate.<br /d> At Aird's moſs he ſurpriz'd that crew,<br /d> Cameron their champion he flew,