Whereof MacKinnon is the lord,
Their brandy-bottle now was done,
And here they hid it under groun’:
Yet were they in a strait again,
Meeting two of MacKinnon’s men,
Who had on the expedition been,
And oft before the Prince had seen,
Who knew him well, though in disguise,
Fell down and bursted out in cries.
Then Malcom, Hush, to them did call,