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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539688" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Execution of James Graham, Marquis of Montrose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas in the year of 1650, and on the twenty-first of May,<br>The city of Edinburgh was put into a state of dismay<br>By the noise of drums and trumpets, which on the air arose,<br>That the great sound attracted the notice of Montrose. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who enquired at the Captain of the guard the cause of it,<br>Then the officer told him, as he thought most fit,<br>That the Parliament dreading an attempt might be made to rescue him,<br>The soldiers were called out to arms, and that had made the din. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Do I, said Montrose, continue such a terror still?<br>Now when these good men are about my blood to spill,<br>But let them look to themselves, for after I am dead,<br>Their wicked consciences will be in continual dread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">After partaking of a hearty breakfast, he commenced his toilet,<br>Which, in his greatest trouble, he seldom did forget.<br>And while in the act of combing his hair,<br>He was visited by the Clerk Register, who made him stare, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When he told him he shouldn't be so particular with his head,<br>For in a few hours he would be dead;<br>But Montrose replied, While my head is my own I'll dress it at my ease,<br>And to-morrow, when it becomes yours, treat it as you please. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was waited upon by the Magistrates of the city,<br>But, alas! for him they had no pity.<br>He was habited in a superb cloak, ornamented with gold and silver lace;<br>And before the hour of execution an immense assemblage of people were round the place. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the prison, bareheaded, in a cart, they conveyed him along the Watergate<br>To the place of execution on the High Street, where about thirty thousand people did wait,<br>Some crying and sighing, a most pitiful sight to see,<br>All waiting patiently to see the executioner hang Montrose, a man of high degree. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Around the place of execution, all of them were deeply affected,<br>But Montrose, the noble hero, seemed not the least dejected;<br>And when on the scaffold he had, says his biographer Wishart,<br>Such a grand air and majesty, which made the people start. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the fatal hour was approaching when he had to bid the world adieu,<br>He told the executioner to make haste and get quickly through,<br>But the executioner smiled grimly, but spoke not a word,<br>Then he tied the Book of Montrose's Wars round his neck with a cord. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he told the executioner his foes would remember him hereafter,<br>And he was as well pleased as if his Majesty had made him Knight of the Garter;<br>Then he asked to be allowed to cover his head,<br>But he was denied permission, yet he felt no dread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He then asked leave to keep on his cloak,<br>But was also denied, which was a most grievous stroke;<br>Then he told the Magistrates, if they could invent any more tortures for him,<br>He would endure them all for the cause he suffered, and think it no sin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On arriving at the top of the ladder with great firmness,<br>His heroic appearance greatly did the bystanders impress,<br>Then Montrose asked the executioner how long his body would be suspended,<br>Three hours was the answer, but Montrose was not the least offended. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then he presented the executioner with three or four pieces of gold,<br>Whom he freely forgave, to his honour be it told,<br>And told him to throw him off as soon as he uplifted his hands,<br>While the executioner watched the fatal signal, and in amazement stands. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And on the noble patriot raising his hands, the executioner began to cry,<br>Then quickly he pulled the rope down from the gibbet on high,<br>And around Montrose's neck he fixed the rope very gently,<br>And in an instant the great Montrose was launched into eternity. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the spectators expressed their disapprobation by general groan,<br>And they all dispersed quietly, and wended their way home<br>And his bitterest enemies that saw his death that day,<br>Their hearts were filled with sorrow and dismay. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus died, at the age of thirty-eight, James Graham, Marquis of Montrose,<br>Who was brought to a premature grave by his bitter foes;<br>A commander who had acquired great military glory<br>In a short space of time, which cannot be equalled in story.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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