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He labour'd to root out that seed;
That where he came none might remain,
Who in the least did me defame
He rifled houses, and did plunder
In moor and dale many a hunder.
He all the shires in south and west
With blood and rapine sore opprest.
He to his utmost did contrive
How he might make my k ngdom thrive,
And how he might bring down all those
That did my government oppose
His mischief never prosper'd ill,
Except one time near Lowdon hill,
Where shamefully he did retreat
Before a few, who did him beat,
Till more assistance I did give,
And then brave Clavers did revive;
With fury then and hellish rage,
He did these wanderers engage,
And fought their utter overthrow,
In every place where he did go.
He was made Viscount of Dundee,
For venturing his all for me.
This honour he enjoy'd not long,
Soon after this he was ta'en home:
By hidden fits at last the fell
At Killicranky, near Dunkel.
No longer he could serve me here;
But Lag surviv'd for many a year,
And constantly stood to his post,
