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<NAME>Colm MacCrossan</NAME>
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<HEAD><HI>Britains &s;orrowful Lamentation,</HI> For the Lo&s;s of their Gracious QUEEN MARY Who departed this Life, the 28th. of <HI>December,</HI> 1694.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>The Bleeding Heart.</HI></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>WHat di&s;mal News is this I hear,</L>
<L>Each <HI>Brittain</HI> &s;hedding of a Tear,</L>
<L>I do not mean a Tear alone,</L>
<L>But heavy Sighs and di&s;mal Groans.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Each one &s;truck dumb, amazing &s;tands,</L>
<L>With aiking Hearts and wringing Hands,</L>
<L>Oh! wretched Day that e're was &s;een,</L>
<L>The lo&s;s of our mo&s;t Gracious Queen.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A Queen who&s;e Worth could not be nam'd,</L>
<L>A Queen for Vertue &s;till proclaim'd;</L>
<L>And all her Subjects needs mu&s;t owne,</L>
<L>So brave a Queen was never known.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh! <HI>Britain, Britain,</HI> mourn with &s;peed,</L>
<L>For &s;ure there never was more need,</L>
<L>Than at this day for our hard Fate.</L>
<L>Our King has lo&s;t his Royal Mate.</L>
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<LG>
<L>No Tongue can tell the Grief and Wo,</L>
<L>Each Subject now does undergo;</L>
<L>Since Your Mo&s;t Royal Queen is dead,</L>
<L>'Twould make a Heart of Stone to bleed,</L>
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<LG>
<L>Where this &s;ame dreadful News does come,</L>
<L>It &s;truck amazement in each one,</L>
<L>And all with mournful Voice did &s;ay,</L>
<L>Oh! wretched and unhappy day.</L>
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<LG>
<L>What mu&s;t I do? where mu&s;t we go?</L>
<L>Our Queen that lov'd her Country &s;o,</L>
<L>By cruel Death is &s;natch'd away;</L>
<L>Oh! why did not Death longer &s;tay?</L>
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<LG>
<L>This is a Land of Grief and Wo,</L>
<L>Which does with Sorrow overflow;</L>
<L>So great a Lo&s;s was never &s;een,</L>
<L>To loo&s;e &s;o vertuous a Queen.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A Queen belov'd of all that knew,</L>
<L>How to their Country to be true;</L>
<L>A Queen that of Mercy had great &s;tore,</L>
<L>Oh! &s;uch a Queen was ne're before.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But Oh! She's gone, and left us here,</L>
<L>Full of Di&s;traction and Di&s;pair;</L>
<L>No Comfort now is to be &s;een,</L>
<L>Since we have lo&s;t our Gracious Queen.</L>
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<LG>
<L>This is a day of Mourning now,</L>
<L>This is a day of Sorrow too;</L>
<L>This is a day of Wo and Grief,</L>
<L>This day we mourn without relief.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For &s;ighing, this I needs mu&s;t &s;ay,</L>
<L>The Good are &s;oone&s;t took away,</L>
<L>Altho She's here no longer &s;een,</L>
<L>In Heav'n She Reigns a Glorious Queen.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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<P>Printed at <HI>London,</HI> And Re-printed at <HI>Edinburgh</HI> by <HI>John Reid,</HI> 1695.</P>
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