Than centries plac’d were all aroun’,
Who kept patrolling through the night,
Lest MacLeod shou’d renew the fight;
But to the hills he did proceed,
There to bewail his luckless deed.
Gordon return’d to Aberdeen
Rejoicing he’d victorious been,
From thence to Stirling got his rout,
To join his Prince when thereabout.
When from Dumfries they came away,