V.
For Fergus O'Farrell was true to his sire-land,
And the dark hand of tyranny drove him from Ireland;
He joins the Brigade, in the wars far away,
But he vows he'll come back to the Flower of Finae.
VI.
He fought at Cremona—she hears of his story;
He fought at Cassano—she's proud of his glory.
Yet sadly she sings Siúbhail a rúin[80] ] all the day,
"Oh! come, come, my darling, come home to Finae."