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THE PROPHECY OF WALDHAVE.

Well heavy therefore, hold the full ſtill.
The new work that is next on the north ſtream,
Shall caſt a blink to the baſs, when the blink ſhines,
Be it guided with wit, and will be no waſter,
There ſhall no waſter it weild, nor none evil doer.
Hailes, hold thee at home, ſo hold I it beſt,
For hap thou to Haildown, thou art hurt for ever:
There is an Hurchen in an hurſt, in Heriot moor,
Hath marred the myrſnap in Minto Craigs:
That hath manſions moved maugre of his teeth.
Dirlton and Dalkeith, they dread no more alſo,
But the down and the dow that the drake leads:
The dragon they drown would but deviſe of France,
Doth for them doughtly, as he hath done ever:
Edinburgh that old craig is angered full fore,
For the awe of the erne that in the eaſt builds,
He hath a falcon's feire, that in far lands,
Both his feddering and his flight, and his flight gathered
Needleſs they noy them, that is for nought;
For they never in the neſt ſhall nouriſh their birds.
Striveling that ſtrait place, a ſtrength of the land,
Why with Strabrock and Strathern ſtrives thou to yarn,
When Strabogie ſhall deſtroy all the ſtraiberries;
The ſtrands of Strabrock ſhall ſtream them with blood,
Three ſtorks in a ſtall ſhall ſtand them before,
Stuffed all is ſteel weed, all on horſe-back.
Their ſtoutneſs ſhall ſhine and ſtoniſh themſelves,
For ſtroaks fo ſtrive ſhall ſtent them within.
Do now Dumbarton, while thy days laſt;
A wretched cloud in the weſt, as elders thee call:
Bear thee well to Bothwell, and build it up all.
Then Crawford and Cumnuck, with clean men of arms,
Let not light the Lois leap out of town:
For thou art lord of the lands, and a new Albion king,
To Dowlas now do well, and it dear bold:
For Dowlas the doughty may endure well,
Deal the beſt of the lands, that longeth thee to,
Feed them with fairneſs, and with fair words,
Fy on the fellowſhip that hath a falſe end.
Captive and curſt men are cumbered for ever.
There may no captive by Chriſt this kindred defend,
Laughty and largeneſs, are two love things,
He that his life gave, loves them well.

Knights and chriſten men there to heed take: