Like swarms of locusts, sally forth,
Worse than before, on Pharaoh’s land,
Were sent by the Almighty hand;
Such hardness of their hearts to purge,
And for their wickedness them scourge:
This mugletonian blackguard breed,
Upon our very vitals feed;
And, like the whelps of Juno’s pack,
Of Scots infection bring a smack;
When hither come, they seldom fail