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Of Cameron whom he killed dead;
For which the council did him pay
A large regard without delay;
And I myself on him did smile
For that great action done it Kyle;
Because that he avenged me
Upon my stated enemy.
His kindness shall not be forgot,
As long as my furnace is hot.
York, who great Charles did succeed
He was my constant friend indeed,
He was bred with me all his days,
And never from my laws did stray;
For he black Popery did profess,
In Scotland he set up the mass.
A toleration he did give
That mystery Babylon might revive.
He took, to him absolute power.
For to advance the Romish whore.
He stopped all the penal laws.
Were made for weakening of my cause;
And gave a golden liberty
For all sorts of idolatry.
It criminal was in his day
To own the covenanted way;
For he intended in a short time,
To make Popery through Scotland shine,
That from the greatest to the least.
All men might serve the Romish beast.
He deeply sworn was ⟨to Rome⟩,
To seek all Presbyterians doom,
To abolish the memory
Of all that oppos'd Popery.
All P o estants he did despise,
And many slew without assize;
