Caſt the curſt men in care, but they to Chriſt turn,
Think on Dumbarton the bold in old Birns time,
That thou art but a beeld, and in that land chief,
Thou ſhalt take heed to this token that I shall thee tell,
Believe it as truly as it were written:
When Lowmond law shall its leave take
From the land of Lennox, and leave it forever;
Leap lightly with loup, look thee about,
And mantle all the craig with a tower wall,
With barges and billengers to rush at the gates,
That both fish and fowl that on flight goes,
Be flitted up freshly, and fair them within,
Then is Dumbarton burnt all to powder,
And all in a cloud: the war ended for ever.
And if ye fall of this freit after 13 years.
Yeair ye yaiply, and yairn ye no more.
The caſtle of Carrick, that on a craig ſtands,
Shall try upon Cumnock for a true neſt;
That into Clydſdale coaſt clevers full faſt,
In an holine ſo hie by an elf buſk.
Then shall the Galloway grooms get on their mares.
Three tods and terſel shall tene all the woods,
From Tynmouth to Tultie, and be tole free:
But a goſehalk of growth shall grieve him then,
And get on a gray mare, that in graſs reſts.
In a gow of Gowrie by a gray ſtone,
He shall tulie both the tods, and the tub alſo,
And with the teind that is taken, turn into France.
Two wethers and a wolf shall the field make,
Betwixt a yow and a lamb that leads the flock,
Before butler the bargane shall begine;
All it is bootleſs his bags he ript.
Then shall the yle of Royfay be rank full of ſide bushes,
Then each man rues them, for rueth of his heart,
That would rend from the rood, and no reſt thole.
A captive in a craig shall a tower build,
And cry to Craig-Fergus the grawdone is ever
For a book in but, as a bull horn,
Bound with a bugle blow when he likes,
A proud pown in a preis lordly shall light:
With plots and pillidooes pulled in the crown,
Plain power of the Pope muſt the pown have,
To pluck and to punish, and part him about,
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