I’ve no voice for music, but I’ll give you the words.” And fingering the hair back out of his eyes, he recited,”Thou daughter of the King of bright lit mansionsOn the night that our wedding is on us,If living man I be in Duntulm,I will go bounding to thee with gifts. (a clan renowned for the poetic fame of its exponents of prominence)Skye is probably the island of the Hebrides more similar to the land of Avalon, privileged location of…