While I was in Scotland, I met and got acquainted with Gordon Menzies. He is one of the duo of "Gaberlunzie", an excellent duo who sing many songs about such goings on. I had read that the Duke of Cumberland had wounded highlanders hunted down and butchered. In fact, I saw the cottage near the battlefield at Culloden where this took place. I remarked, "I hope the bastard got his." Gordon replied, with a smile, "He died of syphilis." I also understand that he didn't even bother to ask about Flora McDonald after he escaped. She was thrown into prison for her part in the rebellion, but, thanks to having relatives in high places, she was not executed. ...you left the fight fast to save your own ass, now Flora is on the rack...

speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wing,
onward the sailors cry.
carry the twit who thought he'd be king
over the sea to Skye..