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Master of the Highlands

Page 53

by Veronica Wolff

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. ”

 



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