Date Of Execution: 1 Jan 1724
Execution Place: unknown
Warning to the Wicked,
Margaret Dickson's Welcome to the Gibbet.
YE Sons of Satan, Candidates of Hell,
Listen unto the serious Truths I tell,
Lord dictate thou, and sanctify my Speech,
That I to them may keen Conviction teach,
Without thy Aid there is no Strength in me,
All our Well springs,and Blessings are in thee.
I With this hellish Wretch's Life begin
A black Account, yet bright Display
O Sinners mourn and melt to know
her Case, }
And in the Glass behold your ugly Face, }
Such are we all before a Work of Grace, }
Ignorance was the first and satal Crime,
(Strange this should happen in a Gospel Clime)
By Ignorance, Want of Learning is not meant
Knowledge of God is easily obtain'd.
A Bible is the fundamental Rule,
Not stndying, the learned Man's a Fool
Ignorance excludes from the Courts above,
The God we do not know we cannot love.
KnowledgebreedsLove,Love teacliesto obey
Obedience keeps us in the heav'nly Way.
This Ignorance, the Source of all our Evil,
Made her a faithful Factor to the Devil :
For when the Heart's not bolted against Sin,
It et's the Devil and Damnation in.
Her Heart grew sear'd, loath'd every Thing
And she indulg'd the De'il of Flesh & Blood.
The Flame of Lust no Opposition meets,
Commits Adultery, and the Crime repeats,
Then Satan drives the Nail into the Head,
Pushes her on to slay her new born Seed;
Lying and Drinki'ng did the Work begin,
'Till she's a Master-piece, and consummate
Now she whom Wrath of God could never
Dcth fink and tremble at the Stroaks of Law ;
But cunning Satan shifts the Tables now,
Makes her believe a false Repentance true.
She mourns and weeps, and prays with ma-
ny a Groan,
But still the Heart's untouch'd, and harder
than the Stone.
Hypocrisy's a Plaister on the Skin,
But deep and hidly the Canals of Sin.
Good Men believ'd the Wretch had got
Satan lurk'd low to rise with greater Force.
The Arm lies back,the greater Blow to fetch
So did the Devil with the impious Wretch
Tho' she surviv'd the executing Cord,
She can't survive the Justice of our Lord,
The Terrors of a Gibbet soon abate,
Her seeming Sanctity and holy Hate.
The more she Mercies gets, she fins the more,
Is ten Times greater Devil than before.
So Trees may bud, but never carry Fruit,
When not one Drop of Moisture's at the
Satan return's, with moe, to act their Part,
And swarm within that ugly Hole,her Heart.
Get's drunk and steals, and plays the De'il
With her whole Heart she throws her Soul
The Miscreant kills the Fruit of her own
To make Damnation her eternal Doom.'
SEeds of all Sins are in our Nature sown,
And conquer'd by the Grace of God alone,
On him depend, walk in holy Ways,
And then a pleasant Death will end your
This broadside begins with an invocation followed by a narrative, and ends with an admonition. The invocation begins: 'Ye Sons of Satan, Candidates of Hell, / Listen unto the serious Truths I tell'. The narrative begins: 'I With this hellish Wretch's Life begin / A black Account, yet bright Display of Sin'.
This broadside was intended to act as a severe warning to anyone who rejected God. By instilling fear in the readership, it was hoped that people would follow the 'righteous path'. Sentenced to be executed for committing infanticide, Margaret Dickson is portrayed as an evil and sinful woman who followed the ways of the devil: 'For when the heart's not bolted aginst Sin, / It [l]et's the Devil and Damnation in.' Although she was hanged in the Grassmarket, she dramatically revived en route to Musselburgh for burial. She was set free and lived to a ripe old age having many children.
Broadsides are single sheets of paper, printed on one side, to be read unfolded. They carried public information such as proclamations as well as ballads and news of the day. Cheaply available, they were sold on the streets by pedlars and chapmen. Broadsides offer a valuable insight into many aspects of the society they were published in, and the National Library of Scotland holds over 250,000 of them.