| Mary, at Fotheringhay |
| The Babington Plot An' so it continued wi' the Babin'ton plottin' Wi' ane bad apple, turnin' the whole lot rottin' A big burly brewer, wi' a beer barrel belly Made a special bung, an' stuck it in wi' jelly Mary wis noo able, tae send her letters in the plughole Hopin' nane o' Lizzy's men, were thirsty for ane or twa swallows An incriminatin' letter, reached Walsin'ham's lughole He took his quill, an' drew an image, an image o' the gallows Mary Queen of Scots, is taken awa' tae Tixall Preparin' for her trial, an' whit fate wis tae befall "O my Lord and my God, I have trusted in Thee O my dear Jesus, now liberate me In shackle and chain, in torture and pain, I long for Thee In weakness and sighing, in kneeling and crying I adore and implore Thee, to liberate me" |
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| Hollyrood Palace |
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| Mary, at Fotheringhay |
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| Mary's rosary beads |