With Kingston’s horse as spies and van,
From hill to hill they skipt and ran,
Back and fore had many a bout,
Act as Jackals to search them out,
And that day near the hour of twelve,
At Culloden house found them all.
—— The Highland army here were ranged,
That no position could be changed,
Twelve piece of cannon; but highly mounted;
By which the gunners were affronted: