The ungainly appearance, uncouth delivery, and versatile politics of the famous Duke of Lauderdale, are thus described:
Let not that hideous bulk of honour 'scape,
Nadab, that sets the gazing crowd agape;
That old kirk-founder, whose coarse croak could sing
The saints, the cause, no bishop, and no king;
When greatness cleared his throat, and scoured his maw,
Roared out succession, and the penal law.
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To Absalom's side does his Old Covenant bring,
With state razed out, and interlined with king.