O noble prince of the Fenian race;
But I have cause of woe more deep,
For which I linger here and weep.”
FIONN.
“O, hast thou lost a husband dear?
Falls for a darling son thy tear,
Or daughter of thy heart?
Sweet, soft-palmed nymph, the cause reveal
To one who can thy sorrows feel,
Perchance can ease thy smart?”