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A03379	The muses threnodie, or, mirthfull mournings, on the death of Master Gall Containing varietie of pleasant poëticall descriptions, morall instructions, historiall narrations, and divine observations, with the most remarkable antiquities of Scotland, especially at Perth By Mr. H. Adamson.	Adamson, Henry.	1638 (1638)	STC 135; ESTC S100435	48,230	108

birds sweetly sing In heavenly Musick warbling like Arion Like Thracian Orpheus Linus or Amphion That Helicon Parnassus Pindus fair To these most pleasant banks scarce can compare These be the banks where all the Muses dwell And haunt about that cristall brook and well Into these banks chiefly did we repair Erom Shunshine shadowed and from blasting air There with the Muses we did sing our songs Sometimes for pleasure sometimes for our wrongs For in those dayes none durst approach their table But we to taste their dainties this no fable From thence to Methven wood we took our way Soone be Aurora fair did kyth the day And having rested there some little space Againe we did betake us to our chace Raising the Does and Roes forth of their dennes And watrie fowles out of the marrish fennes That if Diana had been in that place Would thought in hunting we had stain'd her grace To Methven Castle where Gall did declare How Margaret Teuther Queen sometimes dwelt there First daughter to King Henrie seventh who closes York-Lancaster in one Englands two roses A happie union after long debate But union much more happie and more great Even by that same Queen springs and by her race Whereby all Britaine joyes long wished peace Hence came King Iames his title to the Crowne Of England by both parents of renowne Hence comes our happie peace so be it ay That peace with truth in Britaine flourish may Right over to Forteviot did we hy And there the ruin'd castle did we spy Of Malcolme Ken-more whom Mackduff then Than● Of Fife so cald from England brought againe And fiercelie did persue tyrant Makbeth Usurper of the Crowne even to the death These castles ruines when we did consider We saw that wasting time makes all things wither To Dupline then and shades of Aberdagie From thence to Mailer and came home by Craigie Soone by that time before three dayes were done We went to se the monuments of Scone As was our promise Scones Nymphs see we must For in such vowes we were exceeding just And there with Ovid thus did we declare Heere is a greene where stood a Temple fair Where was the fatall chaire and marble stone Having this Motto rare incisde thereon This is the stone if fates do not deceave Where e're it s found the Scots shall kingdome have Which Longshanks did transport to Troyuovant As Troy took in the horse by Grecia sent So we who sprung were of the Grecian crue Like stratageme on Trojans did renew Oh if this fatall chaire transported were To Spaine that we like conquest might make there From thence to Italie to Rome to Grece To Colchos thence to bring the golden fleece And in a word we wish this happie chaire Unto the furthest Indes transported were That mightiest Kingdomes might their presents bring And bow to Charles as to their soveraigne King Neerby we view that famous Earthen Mount Whereon our Kings to crowned be were wont And while we do consider there we found Demonstrat was the quadrat of the round Which Euclide could not finde nor Pater Erra By guesse we did it finde on Omnis terra And if you Geometers hereof do doubt Come view the place and yee shall finde it out A demonstration so wondrous rare In all the world I think none may compare Thence need we must go see the Mure of Scone And view where Pights were utterlie undone By valiant Scots and brought to desolation That since they never had the name of nation Seven times that fight renew'd was in one day Pights seven times quaild Scots were victorious ay Hence is it said when men shall be undone We shall upon them bring the mure of Scone King Donskine with his remnant Pights neere Tay All kild did crown the victorie of that day Then valiant Kenneth went to Camelon And threw to Earth King Donskins ancient throne So greatest Kingdomes to their periods tend And everything that growes must have an end Where is that golden head that reing'd so long The silver armes and bellie of brasse most strong The yron legs divided now in toes Are mixt with clay and so the world it goes Thus nations like stars in multitude Like sand on shore or fishes in the floud Yea rooted in the Earth so deep so long As on the mountains grow the Cedars strong Yet time hath overturn'd them and their names Are past as Letters written on the streames To tell us here we have no constant biding The world unto decay is alwayes sliding One Kingdome ever doth remaine and all Gainst it who rise to powder turne they shall Neere this we did perceave where proud Makbeth Who to the furies did his soul bequeath His castle mounted on Dunsinnen hill Causing the mightiest peeres obey his will And bow their necks to build his Babylon Thus Nimrod-like he did triumph upon That mountain which doth overtop that plaine And as the starrie heaven he should attaine A loftie tower and Atlas caused build Then tyrannizing rag'd as Nimrod wild Who had this strange response that none should catch him That borne was of a woman or should match him Nor any horse should overtake him there But yet his sprite deceav'd him by a mare And by a man was not of woman borne For brave Makduff was from his mother shorne Makduff cald Thane of Fife who home did bring King Malcolme Kenmore was our native King Ken-more great-head a great-head should be wise To bring to nought a Nimrods enterprise Vp to Dunsinnen's top then did we clim With panting heart weak loynes and wearied limme And from the mountains height which was well windie We spy where Wallace cave was at Kilspindie But there we might not stay thence to the plaine With swifter pace we do come down againe Descent is easie any man can tell For men do easelie descend to Hell When we had view'd these fields both heere and there As wearied Pilgrims gan we Home to fair Home happie is that word at Home in Heaven Where Gall now rests above the Planets seven And I am left this wretched Earth upon Thy losse vvith all my Gabions to bemoane Then mourne vvith me my Gabions and cry Gall svveetest Gall vvhat ailed thee to die The ninth Muse. WHat Could there more be done let any say Nor I did to prevent this dolefull day For when I saw Galls fatall constellation Would not permit him in this Earthly station Long to abide then did I give a tryall To make impartiall fate susteene denyall By herbarising while I prov'd my skill On top of Law-Tay and stay Mooredowne hill Collecting vegetables in these parts By all the skill of Apollinian Arts If possible't had been fate to neglect him By heavenlie skill immortall for to make him But sith that Phaebus could not stemme the bloud Of Hyacinthus in his sowning moud How then should I a mortall ah too shallow In wit and art presse to outreach Apollo Far be the thought I therefore must absent me And never more unto the World present me But solitarie with my Gabions stay And help them for to mourne till dying day Then farewell Cabine farewell Gabions all Then must I meet in heaven with Master Gall And till that time I will set foorth his praise In Elegies of wo and mourning layes And weeping for his sake still will I cry Gall sweetest Gall what ailed thee to die FINIS Eccles. 9. 11. Eccles. 5. 1● Eccles. 8. 9. Prover 23. 5. 〈◊〉 Sat. 〈◊〉 Meta● 13. Arist. Ethic. lib. 1. cap. 11 〈◊〉 Sat. 〈◊〉 The auth● of this boo● did write t● Pantheon which wa● fathered o● Master Ga● Bowes Clubs Curling stones Archerie The pre●nded Poet ●hen he shot ●rivers used ●say Have ●the knee of ●ion Bertha ●wsie or●lhousie ●lhousie ●he battell ●he north Inch betw● thirtie an● thirtie Henrie wi● Black Frie● where kille● was King Iames the first The Charter ●ouse or Car●usian mo●astery wher ●uried was ●ing James ●e first was ●uilt by him Aeneas Sylvius Campsie-li ●he old ●emies of ●cotland Commodi●s of Scot●d Couragio worthies Scotland DIN●URGH Countrie clowns hal● asses Gall was a ●le good● man M. George a ●onnie little ●an Nymphes Echo ●ontempt of ●rning ●hat a Poet ●n do ●dge of ●y ●st building 〈◊〉 the bridge 〈◊〉 Tay. Wright work Fishing of pearles The wals Perth ●allace ex●leth the 〈◊〉 our Perth ●allace sur●ders the ●vernment Bruce Buchan li● 8. pag. 272. Baliol. Duplin field ●erth besei●d three ●onths Is taken a● her wals r● zed King Edwa● the third t● keth capti● the Baliol● takes in Pe● and rebuil● her wals ●ng Robert ●e second ●liggereth ●rth assisted 〈◊〉 the Dou●as Earle Rosse ●rth surren●red by the 〈◊〉 The He● land men a Burges Perth Are pers● by the ci● zens to Ho● manstair● The 〈◊〉 building 〈◊〉 the wals Perths old ●rgesses all ●osen men greatest ●nhood for ●ence of ●t strength ch lib. 16. 〈◊〉 593. The battell the bridge Tay its ●ent ●he occasi● of the bat 〈◊〉 ●he enemie ●tereth the ●wne too ●ldly The enemi● fleeth Johnston ●and Persecut● at Perth 〈◊〉 the truth Catharins ●plan Knox preac● eth idols a● throwndow and religio● places ●e charter●sethrown ●n S. Iohnsto● huntsup ●allace ●p ●ometricall ●cription ●wo sorts ●rches 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 mira● of the ●ld ●cludit sa● Helicone ●tas Demo●tus Ho● in arte 〈◊〉 speaketh 〈◊〉 Gowries ●spiracie Dragon ho● Windie● gowle Kinnoule● castle ●nnouls La● did see ●allace and ●e Bruce ●e prophe● Situation 〈◊〉 Perth Lorets cha● pell transpo● ted to Pert● from Rom● Vaticane Saints how ●ade idols ●d devils Kinfanes Elcho ●leeplesse Isle Balthyok Megeance Errol Earnside Wallace ship ●allace go●g to France ●t recorded ●d why ●erths Whit ●all King James ●he sixth Pro●est of Perth Talenes n● vertue Moncreif The b● thren trees bernethie The rocki stone of B● vaird Bridge of rne ●unting ●er of old ●d Luth● Queen Margaret Teuther ●orteviot 〈◊〉 Malcolme ●enmore The marble ●haire Omnis terr Mure of Scone Makbeths ●stle on Dū●oun hill Makduf Wallace cave

we hye And there the place we clearlie did espye The precinct situation and the stead VVhere ended was that cruell bloodie fead Between these cursed clans Chattan and Kay Before King Robert Iohn upon the day Appointed then and there where did conveene Thirtie 'gainst thirtie matcht upon that greene Of martiall fellows all in rageing mood Like furious Ajax or Orestes wood Alonely arm'd with long two-handed swords Their sparkling eyes cast fire in steed of words Their horride beards thrown brovves brusled mustages Of deadly blovves t'enshevv vvere vive presages Thus standing Fortuns event for to try And thousands them beholding one did cry VVith loud and mightie voice Stay hold your hands A little space vve pray The case thus stands One of our number is not heere to day This suddaine speach did make some little stay Of this most bloodie bargaine th' one partie fight VVould not unlesse the number vvere made right Unto the adverse faction nor vvas any That vvould it take in hand amongst so many Beholders of all ranks into that place On th' other side none vvould sustaine disgrace To be debarred from his other fellovves He rather hung seven yeeres upon the gallovves Thus as the question stood vvas found at length One Henry wind for triall of his strength The charge vvould take a sadler of his craft I vvot not vvell vvhether the man vvas daft But for an half french crovvn he took in hand Stoutly to fight so long as he might stand And if to be victorious should be tide him They should some yeerly pension provide him The bargaine holds and then withall their maine Their braikens bukled to the fight againe Incontinent the trumpets loudlie sounded And mightilie the great bag-pipes were winded Then fell they to 't as fierce as any thunder From shoulders armes and heads from necks they sunder All raging there in bloud they hew'd and hasht Their skin coats with the new cut were out●lasht And scorning death so bravely did they fight it That the beholders greatlie were affrighted But chiefly this by all men was observed None fought so fiercely nor so well deserved As this their hired Souldier Henrie Winde For by his valour victorie inclinde Vnto that side and ever since those dayes This proverb current goes when any sayes How come you heere This answere doth he finde I 'm for mine owne hand as fought Henrie Winde So finely fought he ten with him escapt And of th' other but one in flood who leapt And sav'd himself by swimming over Tay But to speak more of this we might not stay Thence did we take us to the other hand From this divided by a crystall strand From whence the King beheld with open sight The long-time doubtfull event of this fight From of his pleasant gardins flowrie wall Which we the guilted Arbor yet do call And here some monuments we did descrie And ruin'd heaps of great antiquitie There stood a temple and religious place And here a palace but ah wofull cace Where murthered was one of the bravest Kings For wisedome learning valour and such things As should a Prince adorn who trads and arts By men of matchlesse skill brought to thir parts From Italie Low Germanie and France Religion learning policie to advance King Iames the first of everlasting name Kill'd by that mischant traitour Robert Grahame Intending of his crown for to have rob'd him With twentie eight wounds in the breast he stob'd him Unnaturall parricide most bloudie traitour Accursed be thou above any creature And curst be all for so it is appointed That dar presume to touch the Lords anointed This phoenix Prince our nation much decord Good letters and civilitie restord By long and bloudie wars which were defaced His royall care made them be reembraced And he this citie mightilie intended To have inhanc'd if fates had condescended For which if power answer'd good-will we would With Gorgias Leontinus raise of gold A statue to him of most curious frame In honour of his dear and worthie name He likewise built most sumptuouslie fair That much renownd religious place and rare The Charterhouse of Perth a mightie frame Vallis virtutis by a mystick name Looking alongst that painted spatious field Which doth with pleasure profite sweetly yeeld The fair south Inch of Perth and banks of Tay. This abbayes stiples and it's turrets stay While as they stood but ah where sins abound The loftiest pride lyes leveld with the ground Were cunningly contriv'd with curious art And quintessence of skill in everie part My grandsire many times to me hath told it He knew their names this mightie frame who moldit Italians some and some were French men borne Whose matchlesse skill this great work did adorne And living were in Perth some of their race When that alace demolish'd was this place For greatnesse beautie statlinesse so fair In Britans Isle was said none might compare Even as Apelles for to prove his skill In limming Venus with a perfect quill Did not on some one beautie take inspection But of all beauties borrowed the perfection Even so this Prince to policie inclinde Did not on some one fabrick set his minde To make the prototype of his designe But from all works did all perfections bring And rarest paterns brought from everie part Where any brave Vitruvius kyth'd his art So that this great and princelie enterprise Perfections of all models did comprise And in this place where he doth buriedly VVas kept the Relict wherein he did dye His doublet as a monument reserv'd And when this place was raz'd it was preserv'd VVhich afterwards I did see for my part VVith hols through which he stab'd was to the heart Then good Gall thus quod I what shew of reason Mov'd this unnaturall traitour work such treason Reason good Monsier Gall did thus reply Reason so much in shew I do deny Reason No reason did he have at all But wormwood bitter malice Stygian gall VVithin this traitours heart did closely lurk VVhich moved him this tragedie to work And I would truelie tell this wofull storie But that my tongue doth faile mine heart 's so sorie Yet whiles that we unto the town do go Monsier the true occasion will I show This worthie Prince according to the taillie Made by King Robert when heirs male should faillie Of his Son David then Earle of Statherne So soone I say the King as he did learne That heirs male of this David were surceast Into these lands he did himself invest For David leaving after him no son His lands by right come back unto the crown Yet after him one daughter did survive In mariage which to Patrick Grahame they give To vvhom she bare a son one Melisse Grahame VVhose parents dying young Robert did clame As uncle and as tutor of these lands To have the charge devolved in his hands Which when the king most justlie did deny To give and gravelie shew the reason why This bloodie traitour from

sheepheards from the hyrelings voice Which as they did foretell did come to passe Some sixteene yeeres or thereby more or lesse Thus with cleare signes by Gods own Sprit exprest In full assurance of heavens blesse they rest Meane while Saint Catharins Chaplan standing by Wringing his eyes and hands did often cry Alace alace for this unhappie turn I feare for it one day we shall all mourn And that by all it shall be plainlie said That we blind guides the blinded long have led Some Churchmen there bad pack him heretick Else certainelie they should cause burne him quicke This done friends take their bodies and with mourning Do carie them towards the town returning With heavie hearts them to this chappell bring But no Soule Masse nor Dirigé durst sing Yet this good Priest did lay them on the altar And all night read the pistle and the psalter With heart devote and sad from th' evening vapers Placing upon the altar burning tapers Unto the dawning exequies thus ended Their bodies to the Earth are recommended This Chapell some time stood by our theater Where I my self sprinkled with holie water After these dayes did often heare the Messe Albeit I knew not what it did expresse But this I saw a man with a shaven crown Raz'd beard and lips who look't like a baboun Perfum'd with odours and in Priestlie vestures Did act this mimik toy with thousand gestures A misterie indeed nor which no fable Acted on stage to make you laugh more able After these innocents were martyred thus As you have heard Churchmen were odious And when occasion serv'd so did they finde For so soone as did blow a contrare winde The houre was come and then our Knox did sound Pull down their idols throw them to the ground The multitude even as a spear did rush then In poulder beat and cald them all Nehushtan Our blak Friers Church and place white friers and gray Prophan'd and cast to ground were in one day The Charterhouse like a Citadale did hold Some tvvo dayes more untill these nevves vvere told We should be raz'd and sackt and brought to ground Not so much as a footstep should be found Where vvas such citie neither sexe nor age Should saved be untill the cruell rage Of fire and svvord should satiat that moud Quenching the fire vvith Citizens ovvne bloud And vvith destructions besome svveep from station And savv vvith sault perpetuall desolation To signifie These nevves made great commotion The fearfull people ran to their devotion Doctrine and prayers done chief men advise To take in hand first vvhat great enterprise Said one This place hard by our tovvn doth stand A mightie strength vvhich easely may command And vvrake our citie therefore let us go In time and to the ground it overthrovv For sure our Enemies vvill possesse the same And us from thence destroy vvith svvord and flame Even at their pleasure Then they all conclude In armes to rise and rushing as a floud VVhich overflovves the banks and headlongs hurles The strongest bulvvarks vvith devouring vvhirles Svvallovving the mightie ships them overvvhelme Nothing availes his skill that guides the helme Even so the multitude in armes arise VVith noise confusde of mirth and mourning cryes For that fair Palace then sexscore nine yeeres VVhich had continued turning of the spheres The fatall period brought to ground it must And all its pomp and riches turne to dust Even as these Martyrs truelie did foretell In everie point the judgement so befell Towres fall to ground Monks flee to hide their heads Nothing availe their rosaries and beads Then all men cry'd Raze raze the time is come Avenge the guiltlesse bloud and give the doome Courage to give was mightilie then blown Saint Iohnstons huntsup since most famous known By all Musitians when they sweetlie sing With heavenly voice and well concording string O how they bend their backs and fingers tirle Moving their quivering heads their brains do whirle With diverse moods and as with uncouth rapture Transported so doth shake their bodies structure Their eyes do reele heads armes and shoulders move Feet legs and hands and all their parts approve That heavenlie harmonie while as they threw Their browes O mightie straine that 's brave they shew Great phantasie quivering a brief some while With full consent they close then give a smile With bowing bodie and with bending knee Me think I heare God save the Companie But harmonie which heavens and earth doth please Could not our Enemies furious rage appease Cruell Erinnis reignes destruction shoring Ten thousand souldiours like vvilde Lyons roaring Against our tovvn do merch fame desolation Proclaimes the church then nam'd the Congregation Makes for defence But ah the Burghs distractions Papists and Protestants make diverse factions The town to hold impossible they finde The fields to take they purpose in their minde Factions within munition victuall scarce Hardly to hold eight dayes they finde by search Amids these doubts these valiant fellowes come In armes aray'd and beatting of the drum With coards about their necks Come come they cry We be the men who are resolv'd to die First in this quarrell we to death will fight So long as courage will afford us might And who so yeeldes alive this tow portends Streight must he hing where did our dearest friends Who suffered for the truth nothing we skunner This certainlie we count our chiefest honour Thus as Manasses half tribe Ruben Gad Do leave their cattell and mount Gilead Before their brethren over Iordan go In armes to fight against their cursed fo So these three hundred do abandon quite Their citie houses goods and chief delite Resolv'd to die all for the Gospels light Armed before their brethren merch to fight And having gain'd a place meet to abide Their enemies to resist courage they cride Be merrie fellowes all leave sad complaints Dine cheerefullie for sup we shall with Saints Fame spreads the brave attempt all martiall hearts Inflam'd with divine zeale flock to these parts From places most remote in armes they rise T' assist the matchlesse happie enterprise God giveth hearts to Men and mightiest things By weakest meanes he to confusion brings Our enemies ears are fild that all our feare Was into courage turned from despare Their fierie rage is quencht their hearts do faile Where God forsakes nought doth mans strength availe Then what their open force could not work out By sleight they endevour to bring about They treat of peace peace flees with joyfull wings But under it was hatcht most lewd designes When time should serve But he whose thought doth rule This Worlds great frame their madnesse did controule And gratiouslie through his aboundant pitie Preserv'd our Innocents and sav'd our citie ded When by small means they found themselves confoun Even to their verie heart roots were they wounded Then they began to raile and shew their passion Saying Such riband's meet for such profession And in contempt when any rogue