Where he remain’d some time indeed,
Thence by cartel was sent to France
Pass’d for an officer from thence.
Sullivan was got home before him,
The cow’rdliest cur in all the quorum:
For had he staid three hours in Uist,
They’d carry’d their Prince safe off the coast:
For O’Neil would made them touch at Sky,
The very place which they past by,
Where he knew the Prince was to ’bide: