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libera Infe: li: cem Mariam

libera Infe: licem Mariam O

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Before thy hallowed crofs fhe proftrate lies,
O hear her prayers, commiferate her fighs!
Extend thy arms of mercy and of love,

And bear her to thy peaceful realms above.

Buchanan dedicated to Queen Mary his beau tiful translation of the Pfalms into Latin verfe. The concluding lines of his Translation are:

Non tamen aufus eram malè natum exponere fœtum,
Ne mihi difpliceant, quæ placuere tibi,

Nam quod ab ingenio Domini fperare nequibunt,
Debebunt genio forfitan illa tuo.

They were thus altered by Bifhop Atterbury the night before he died, and were fent by him. to the late Lord Marshal Keith:

At fi culta param, fi fint incondita. Noftri
Scilicet ingenii eft, non ea culpa foli.

Poffe etiam hic nofci qua funt pulcherrima fpondet,
Ex vultu et genio Scotica terra tuo.

If these rude barb'rous lines their author fhame,
His mufe and not his country is to blame;
That excellence e'en Scotland can bestow,
We from thy genius and thy beauty know,

When the Commiffioners from Queen Elizabeth came into her chamber to conduct her to the fcaffold, fhe faid to them, "The Englifh have more than once stained their hands with the blood of their Kings. I am of the fame “ blood;

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"blood; fo there is nothing extraordinary in my death, nor in their conduct." As the went to the fcaffold with a crucifix in her hand, one of the Commiffioners brutally told her, she had much better have her Saviour in her heart than in her hands. "Sir," replied fhe coolly, "it is almost impoffible for any one to have his "Saviour in his hands without having his heart "deeply affected by him." She was preffed even at the scaffold to change her religion; to which she nobly replied, " Pray give yourselves

no farther trouble on that point. I was born "in the Catholick Faith, I have lived in the "Catholick Faith, and I am refolved to die " in it."

"And now," fays Wilfon in his "History of "the Reign of King James," in speaking of the fecond funeral of Mary in Westminster Abbey, "in the tenth year of his reign, the King cafts "his thoughts towards Peterborough, where his "Mother lay, whom he caused to be tranflated "to a magnificent tomb at Westminster. And "(somewhat suitable to her mind when she was

living) fhe had a tranflucent paffage in the "night through the city of London, by multi❝tudes of torches: the tapers placed by the tomb "and the altar in the cathedral, fmoaking with "them like an offertorie, with all the ceremonies

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