To Douglas, leagued with Roderick Dhu,
Will friends and allies flock enow;[151]
Like cause of doubt, distrust, and grief,
Will bind to us each Western Chief.
When the loud pipes my bridal tell,
The Links of Forth[152] shall hear the knell,
The guards shall start in Stirling’s[153] porch;
And, when I light the nuptial torch,
A thousand villages in flames
Shall scare the slumbers of King James!