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A sixth, and not the worst of this long list, begins as follows :
wicked Whigs, what can you mean ?
When will your plotting cease
Against our most renoimied queen.
Her ministry, and peace ?
Your Protestant succession's safe.
As our great men agree ;
Bourbon has Spain ; the Tories laugh,
And hey, hoi/s, up go ye.
Colonel William Cleland, the famous Cameronian leader, who
was slain at the battle of Dunkeld, wrote another to the same air,
and with the same chorus. It seems, that about the time of the
battle of Bothwell Bridge, and after that, one of these songs, it is
not easy to say which, had been very popular ; and it was in
mockery of that popular song that he wrote his in the same style,
but exaggerated to a degree that rendered the theme ridiculous.
It has a great deal of spirit, but is too unpolished for insertion
here.
SONG X.
You're teTcome, JHljiss, from ai5otib5xiell iBti^s,
This is manifestly a song of 1688 ; the allusions to King William
and the Whigs prove it so : and it may be remarked throughout,
that these songs of the royalists are always bitter, and full of gall,
in proportion to the desperate state of their master's affairs. The
foregoing song is temperate, compared with this. The rapid pro-
gress of the Revolution, and the sudden ascendancy gained by the
Whigs, confounded the other party, some of which had amused
themselves and vented their spleen in these intemperate eifusions.
The song is supposed to have been the production of a celebrated
Scottish nobleman.

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