As each mischief follow’d another,
Things went to wreck just altogether,
Their parting was at Badenoch,
With wat’ry eyes and loud Och-hoch:
Their bag-pipes mournfully did rore,
And Piperoch Dhonail was no more.
This was a day of lamentation,
Made many brave men leave their nation.
Their eyes were open’d, all was vain,
Now grief and sorrow was their gain.