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<DATE>2008-10-02</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<ITEM>Proofed and reviewed as part of batch B080831.pdcc.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>AN ELEGY On the Great and Famous BLEW-STONE, Which lay on the CASTLE-HILL of <HI>EDIN|BURGH,</HI> and was Buried therein.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>WHAT Place is this I've fixt my Feet upon?</L>
<L>It's like the <HI>Ca&s;tle-hill,</HI> yet I mi&s;s a Stone</L>
<L>Whereon I lean'd me oft for Recreation,</L>
<L>Sure here's the place where was his Scituation:</L>
<L>None e'er was yet &s;o &s;trong to have it carri'd,</L>
<L>So that it's &s;urely &s;unk, or el&s;e been burri'd:</L>
<L>For which there ought to be great Lamentation,</L>
<L>Since that it's Equal &s;carce was in a Nation.</L>
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<LG>
<L>O! let's lament the Lo&s;s that's &s;ent</L>
<L>From Ca&s;tle to the Town,</L>
<L>Would we with&s;tood this blue Stones good</L>
<L>That's now beneath the Ground:</L>
<L>Ri&s;e up and &s;tand and grace our Land,</L>
<L>Let them thy Motto &s;ee,</L>
<L>Our old <HI>Blew-&s;tone</HI> that's dead and gone,</L>
<L>His marrow cannot be:</L>
<L>Large Twenty Foot of length he was,</L>
<L>His bulk none e'er did ken,</L>
<L>Dour and Deaf and riven with Grief,</L>
<L>When he pre&s;erved Men:</L>
<L>Behind his Back a Batt'rie was,</L>
<L>Contriv'd with Packs of Woo;</L>
<L>Let's now think oh, &s;ince he is gone,</L>
<L>We're in the Ca&s;tle's view.</L>
<L>O! Burge&s;&s;es and Men of Wit,</L>
<L>That lives into the Town,</L>
<L>What do you mean, or have you &s;een,</L>
<L>To let him &s;o plump down.</L>
<L>Since all is pa&s;t and he lies fa&s;t,</L>
<L>His Memory &s;hall &s;tand</L>
<L>To Thou&s;and Generations,</L>
<L>In this our Ancient Land.</L>
<L>O Graver good will ye but do't,</L>
<L>Put this upon a Stone</L>
<L>Near to his Ne&s;t, &s;ee that it re&s;t,</L>
<L>Since he is dead and gone.</L>
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<HEAD>EPITAPH,</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>Who e'er this Grave does look upon,</L>
<L>And ask, who does it fill,</L>
<L>It is the Famous Great <HI>Blew-Stone</HI></L>
<L>Lay on the <HI>Ca&s;tle-hill;</HI></L>
<L>Roar'd at he was with Shots like Thunder,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e that Men he &s;erv'd,</L>
<L>Until his Body rent a&s;&s;under,</L>
<L>becau&s;e he them pre&s;erv'd</L>
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<P><HI>From Death that Night</HI></P>
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