But begg’d some trifle that he did use;
Then, said he, Captain, Your pay’s too cheap,
Besides, you will have my cutty pipe,
And when you blow’t, you’ll think on me,
As I have got another you see:
And take these lines to Murdoch MacLeod,
To pay respect to him I’m proud.
The men of war having laid about,
Toward the boat they took the rout,
The writing in the letter this,