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342 JACOBITE
Says Jamie to Geordie, " 'Twas very well known,
Before you came hither the hive was my own,
And I will fight for it as lang's I can stand,
For I've full forty thousand brave bees at
With a fal de ral, &c. [command.
" But you've clipped all their wings, and shorn
all their backs :
Their stings they hing down with a devilish relax;
But the summer will come and restore the green
Plain, [again."
And something may hap that will rouse them
With a fal de ral, &c.
Then bee Geordie said, " Sir, I'd have you
begone
Abroad with your hive, for 'tis very well known,
Yours is not true honey, nor gathered at noon,
But sucked up abroad by the light of the moon."
With a fal de ral, &c.
"Thou vulgar marsh bee," then said Jamie again,
" For the hive have my fathers long travelled*
in pain ; [owns,
And the whole world knows, and the old woman
That mine is The Bee Hive, but thine are
The Drones."
With a fal de ral, &c.
THE CURSES.
Scotland and England must be now
United in a nation,
* This is a bitter explosion of Jacobite fury, and was probably
written immediately after the passing of the Act of Union. The

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