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A country Notar's morning Hymn to the Gibbet, erected before his Door.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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A country Notar's morning Hymn to the Gibbet, erected before his Door.

Hail, awful Statue, welcome to my Door;
Never had Vintner such a Sign before.

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A Gladiator guards Newbottle's Lord,
But my Defence is Gallows and a Cord.
Astrologers, on Stars ye need not gaze,
To know what Kind of Death will end my Days.
Thanks to Buccleugh, long will she live, I hope,
Who honours me to cast my Choroscope.
Here's a Memento mori giv'n to me,
That I must hang, like Haman, on a Tree.
With lowly Rev'rence on my Knees I'll bend,
And look to thee, and mind my latter End.
Seldom we landed Gentlemen forget,
To place our Coat of Arms at our Gate.
Here's mine display'd, more antient than them all,
To tell I'm Suple Tam, the Laird of Gallowshall.