Favour’d by the night, they quietly past
So near their tents they heard their speech,
And ere day, got far out of reach,
Right safe into Glen-Morriston,
Left Glenaladale and him alone.
One day, as they a travelling were,
Over a desart mountain there,
Glenaladale chanc’d to lose his purse,
With forty guineas which in it was,
And money behind it they had none,