The Gazette of January 23. 1745/6 versified, En veniunt ad Classica Venti

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The Gazette of JanryJanuary 23d,
1745/6 versified
Veniunt ad classica venti.

1.

I’ll tell you a Tale for a Groat,

That highly advances our Glory,

Of a Battle so gallantly fought,

As not to be equall’dequalled in Story.

To Scotland repairs ChiftainChieftain Hawly,

The fiercest of British Commanders;

He promis’dpromised yethe King, he would maul ye,

O ye cowardly Rebel Highlanders!

2.

And now, all so brave on the Green

This Hero his Army assembl’dassembled

Were ever such Myrmidons seen?

O how the Blue-bonnet Men trembl’dtrembled!

But scarce had your Fears drove you back,

When Aid from yethe Welking was sent you;

And all on a sudden, alack —!

En veniunt ad classica venti!

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3.

Resistance and Courage were vain,

The South Wind blew louder &and louder;

Then down fell a Deluge of Rain,

Which spoil'd in a Trice all our Powder.

‘Twas Time to give over the Fight,

And prudently make a Retreat;

So to Lithgow we came in wet plight,

Where we found not a Morsel to eat.

4.

From thence by more Hunger drove out,

To Edinburgh straitstraight we ran on.

The Gen’ralGeneral look’dlooked sharply about,

And swore, he miss’dmissed all his Cannon.

Some fancy, in Traps they were caught;

The Highlanders stole ymthem, we say;

But others more justly have thought,

By the Wind they were blown away.

5.

But think not on what’s left behind,

Since our Chief, qnwhen his Army had turn’dturned all,

That the Rebels no Shelter might find,

Commanded his Tents to be burntburned all.

Now my Tale ye rightly shall ken;

That we kept the Field can’t be doubted,

Or, that by a Handful of Men

The whole Highland Army was routed.

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