A Poem, spoken Extempore on Lord Lovat's Execution, by a Lover of all those, who, will and dare, etc.
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A Poem, spoken Extempore on Lord Lovat's
Execution, by a Lover of all yse, qo, will & dare, &c.
Forbes
Spoken Extempore on Lovat's Execution, by a Lover of all those, who will & dare be honest in the worst of Times.
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A Poem spoken extempore on Lord Lovat's Execution by a Lover of all those who will & dare et cetera
Paton
Lines spoken extempore on Lovat's execution, by a lover of all those who will and dare be honest in the worst of times
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Forbes
Vol. 3, 405—406Paton
Vol. 1, 239—240Credits
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Presumably 1746.
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Spoken Extempore on Lovat’s
Execution, by a Lover of
all those, who will &and dare
be honest in the worst
of Times.
Could, fmfrom his Heart, say Lovat was a Fool;
Yet e’vryevery Coxcomb will explain &and teach
The Chain of Causes, ytthat Surpass his Reach.
When soft Kilmarnock, trembling, came to bleed,
He fell a Traitor &and a Wretch indeed.
His Coward Soul yethe canting Preacher awes;
He weeps, &and dies a Rebel to the Cause.
‘Twas Hope of Pardon, ‘twas fanatickfanatic Fear;
And none but Hanoverians droptdropped a Tear.
Brave Balmerino, qmwhom no Words can point,
Embrac’dEmbraced his Martyrdom, &and died a Saint.
He sprang triumphant to a better State,
By all confestconfessed, SuperiourSuperior to his Fate.
If
Ratcliffe was steady, bold &and loyal too.
This much he said to palliate his Offence.
Howe’erHowever he liv’dlived, he died a Man of Sense.
But Frazer was a Man by Heav’nHeaven decreed,
Not quite so legible for Fools to read.
Him in his manly Labyrinth they forsook^ ^ ^mistook,
And, partial to their Wit, yethe Clue forsook.
He has no Policy, qnwhen none they find,
And is not visible, if they are blind.
As the Sun’s Course thro’through various Scenes does wind
From one great Principle to one great End;
So did his Actions, Words &and Deeds combine,
To perfect &and accomplish one Design.
For this alone he labours to be great;
For this he courts his Honours &and Estate;
For this in Secret he his Faith conceals;
For this invents a Plot, &and then reveals;
For this holds Combat with domestickdomestic Strife,
And seizes, like old Rome, a Sabine Wife.
Wins Confidence fmfrom artful Foes by Art,
And on yethe Statesman plays yethe Statesman’s Part.
The Making one great Stake, &and ytthat his Last!
He ventures All on yethe important Cast!
On qchwhich yethe whole of’sof his Happiness depends,
His Life, his Fortune, Family &and Friends!
All, All’s too little for yethe glorious Cause!
If he had won, (for there yethe Diff’renceDifference lies),
That very Crowd his Triumph would attend,
Who lately came to view his noble End.
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Forbes, Robert. “Spoken Extempore on Lovat's Execution, by a Lover of all those, who will & dare be honest in the worst of Times.” The Lyon in Mourning,
vol. 3,
Adv.MS.32.6.18, fol. 14r–14v. The Lyon in Mourning Project,
edited by Leith Davis, https://lyoninmourning.dhil.lib.sfu.ca/ v03.0405.02.html.