Barter it not neither for the rich garment, nor for the stone-roof, nor for the covered board, nor for the couch of down--on the rock or in the valley, in abundance or in famine--in the leafy summer, and in the days of the iron winter--Son of the Mist! be free as thy forefathers.

Own no lord--receive no law--take no hire--give no stipend--build no hut--enclose no pasture--sow no grain;--let the deer of the mountain be thy flocks and herds--if these fail thee, prey upon the goods of our oppressors--of the Saxons, and of such Gael as are Saxons in their souls, valuing herds and flocks more than honour and freedom.

Well for us that they do so--it affords the broader scope for our revenge.

Remember those who have done kindness to our race, and pay their services with thy blood, should the hour require it.

If a MacIan shall come to thee with the head of the king's son in his hand, shelter him, though the avenging army of the father were behind him; for in Glencoe and Ardnamurchan, we have dwelt in peace in the years that have gone by.