And to their journey then they went,
Travell’d by night and slept by day,
Through many a glen and awkward way.
Lochiel and he again did meet,
And loud they cry’d like infants sweet,
Contrived now what should be done,
Once more all hazards for to run.
His brother the priest, of modest mouth,
To hire a vessel they sent south,
To take them off from the north shore;