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Some Ram, no doubt, fill'd with malicious Hate,
Had made the Captain, ſuffer Campbell's Fate,
And born him Company in his dying State.
What made thee,CAMPBELL, take this fooli ſsh Cour ſe ?
Might not ſome Men have felt thy Musket's Force?
Might ſt thou not rather butcher'd Men in Sport,
And forc'd them from this World to Pluto's Court?
Then might a Pardon been for 'thee obtain'd,
By the prevailing Intere ſt of ſome Friend.
But now, alas! no Favour could be found,
A cur ſed Wedder brought thee to the Ground:
Pa ſt all the Help of Friends thy Life was gone,               
None pre ſent to aſſiſt, nor to bemoan :                               
Strange! that Sheep ſhould have a Law, and Judges none !
Let then on Bobtail's Bones be built a Tomb,           
(Bobtail, that boldly wrought the Villain's Doom)
And this Inſcription read by Ages yet to come.         

BEne aTh theſe Stones a valiant Judge is laid.
" In Hills and Forreſts brought to Light and bred,
" Who, like ſtout SA Mson, at his Death ſlew more,
" Than he had done in all his Life before.
" All Bags Gold, all pow'rful Bribes he ſcorn'd
" Two Horns his Front, a Fleece his Back adorn'd :
" And 'tis no Wonder that our Judge was horn'd;
" Horns now-a-Days are faſhionable Things ;
" Great Men wear Horns, and horn'd Men paſs For Kings.
" But read a little more, and there you'll ſee,
" How Horns didw&h our Judge ſo well agree,
" Brought ſorth without the Honour of a Bed,
" Some Ewe his Mother, and ſome Ram his Dade.
" A ſturdy Wedder, and a ſlout, 'twas ſaid.               
" Hence, to our ſad Diſgrace, it muſt be known,
" In future Ages, when this Age is gone,
" That while old Scotland's Laws lay fall a ſleep,
" Sheep were our Judges, and our Judges Sheep.

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