Furst this way, then that, to recover him tries;
For ye see there he’s lying as deed as a stane,—
An’ that’s a’ aw can tell ye about my Lord ’Size.”
Now the Jury for close consultation retir’d:
Some “Death accidental” were willing to find;
Some “God’s visitation” most eager requir’d,
And some were for “Fell in the river” inclin’d:
But ere on their verdict they all were agreed,
My Lord gave a groan, and wide open’d his eyes;
Then the coach and the trumpeters came with great speed,