Master of the Highlands Page 53
Page 53
“He was a fey lad and not so old With hair spun from rings of gold.
Upon Letterfinlay soil he did land, Claiming he came from a future grand.
A MacMartin lad who knew no fear, Clan Cameron took and held him dear.
Lochaber lasses still grieve for the lad,
A MacMartin hero in Cameron plaid. ”